All the people who looked forward to it showed disappointment, and even many people cast scornful eyes.

"It's useless. It's not as good as me."

"I really don't know how this little girl, who is not only beautiful but also highly cultivated, likes him. It's like flowers on cow dung."

"Although the strength of 369 can barely pass the standard, it is a bottom product in the construction of the ancient city, and it is also abused when entering the city."

The voices of sarcasm flooded in.

However, Mu Yu seems to have never heard of it, and his face is indifferent.

He doesn't care what others think of him.

For him, it's OK to be able to enter the city. There's no difference between 369 and 3690.

But Xu xuan'er couldn't help it.

She always has a good temper, but I don't know why, hearing other people's sarcasm to Mu Yu, she can't contain her anger.

"You all shut up!"

Her eyes were icy and frosty. She scanned the people who had just spoken and said coldly, "if you say he's not, don't blame my people for being merciless!"

Most of the people shut their mouths bitterly. Xu xuan'er's accomplishments were too high for them to offend.

But there are exceptions.

A white young man in a Chinese robe came out of the crowd.

He held a folding fan in his hand and gently swayed, but his eyes were staring at Xu xuan'er, saying: "what's good about this waste? It's worth your protecting him like this!"

"Why don't you just follow me. To tell you the truth, I'm from Nangong nationality. The current patriarch of Nangong nationality is my grandfather."

"As long as I'm with you, you'll make a great progress. What do you want? What do you think?"

As soon as his voice fell, there was a roar around him.

"One palace, two pavilions, three sects and four clans are actually the son of Nangong, one of the four clans! And he's nangongyuan's grandson. "

"To represent the Nangong people in the grand meeting of practice is definitely very profound."

"If I were the girl, I would abandon the little boy and throw him into the arms of Nangong."

Listening to people's constant praise, Nangong Xiao's mouth curved, and he was very proud.

He expected that Xu Xuaner would turn to him when she knew her identity.

Thinking of this, he was lustful and put his arm directly towards Xu xuan'er.

Seeing his frivolous behavior, Xu xuan'er's face became cold again.

When his arm came around, he stretched out a jade finger, suddenly, and its fingertip flashed the power of the moon.

"Bang!"

Caught off guard, nangongxiao is directed by Xu Xuaner to fly several feet away.

His arm was numb with pain, and his face was as gloomy as water. He scolded angrily: "it's really shameless. What's the matter with you in front of me!"

Then he waved his big hand and said in a loud voice, "come on, take this woman down to me!"

Suddenly, two middle-aged people in Nangong nationality clothes flew into the hall, bowed to Nangong Xiao and approached Xu Xuaner slowly from left to right.

The momentum of annihilating the peak of heaven all burst out, like two mountains pressing on Xu Xuaner.

Xu Xuaner clenched her lips and teeth, and her face was a little pale. She knew very well what would happen if she fell into nangongxiao's hands.

She clenched her fists tightly, and slowly mobilized the spirit power in her body. Even if she was not an opponent, she could never wait to die.