Three thirty one chokes.

Of course people did not come all.

He also knew that Mo Yun came here for the master and them.

but--

"Deputy Chief Mo is here, and if you miss it, I hope you will forgive me."

At this moment, a clear and smiling voice came.

Mo Yun seemed to feel something, and looked up.

Two figures are coming from the door hand in hand.

The speaker was a woman, dressed in a red skirt, outlined a slender figure, three thousand green silks were simply tied up, neatly and quickly.

The face is clear and beautiful, and the color is unparalleled.

The most fascinating thing is the pair of black jade-like eyes, calm and indifferent, as the eyes are flowing, it seems that thousands of galaxies are spilling and shining.

At this moment, her red lips raised slightly, and she smiled slightly.

The moment I entered, almost all the surrounding scenery was overshadowed.

Except for the man beside her.

White clothing wins snow, Zhilan Yushu, resembling an immortal.

The face is pure and noble and enchanting, with the noble aura in his bones, only to that stop, it is almost impossible to look up.

These two are both top-notch figures, standing in one place can almost easily take everyone's sight.

Mo Yun stared at these two people, and slowly clenched his fists.

With just one glance, he knew that the previous guess was correct!

These two... are definitely mentioned by their subordinates, and Sansan is the two who respectfully respect him!

When he saw Cen Yi earlier, he already felt that he could not be underestimated.

Now seeing these two people, this feeling has become even stronger!

But for some reason, there was a strange feeling faintly in his heart.

It seems... where have I seen these two people...

"You are--"

He was about to speak, but suddenly there was another figure outside, hurried over.

Hearing the rapid footsteps, Chu Liuyue and Rong Xiu also looked back together.

The person here is Yan Qing.

Only at this time, his face, which has always been indifferent like an iceberg, frowned, with a trace of anxiety and tension.

Chu Liuyue suddenly felt a hint of anxiety in her heart.

Yan Qing has always been calm, and rarely shows such a look.

Could it be-something happened?

"His Royal Highness, someone is coming."

Yan Qing stepped forward and said in a deep voice.

All those present were surprised.

At this time, who else will come to Yue Mansion?

And it depends...it seems to be very bad.

Rong Xiu's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

"Who?"

Yan Qing clasped his fists in both hands:

"South home."

...

At this time, Nan Yuxing had just led people into Taohuawu.

Walking with him are the eight elders of the Nan family, and...Luo Yan.

Although the number of elderly people in the Nan family is quite large, the number of dispatched eight at a time is really not much.

Moreover, it is still to Taohuawu, thousands of miles away!

"It turns out that this is the so-called Taohuawu..."

Nan Yuxing looked around as he walked forward.

His eyes were extremely cold, and there was a little faint blood in his eyes, which made people feel uneasy.

But what is more alarming is the breath on his body.

In just a few months, he not only recovered his body, but even directly broke through the god!

Although the people on the street didn't know them well, they all realized that these people were not easy to provoke, and they evaded them.

There have been too many things in Taohuawu recently, and most people really don't dare to go forward and get involved.

"They really know where to choose."

Nan Yuxing sneered, with sarcasm.

Luo Yan on the side just followed silently, his eyes drooping slightly and he could not see his emotions.

Only the black green in the moment showed that his recent life was very bad.

The remaining eight elders also followed without a word.

The atmosphere was condensed, with a strong killing intent!

Everyone can see that they are here for trouble!

Many people on the street avoided and whispered in secret.

These people are powerful and murderous.

I don’t know who it was, I offended them...

Everyone soon knew the answer.

Because Nan Yuxing and his party went straight to the gate of Yue Mansion!

This surprised many onlookers secretly.

Three bosses have had bad luck recently.

First, he was entangled with Mo Jianmen and was closed for a long time.

Now he was found by the enemy again...

In this situation, I am afraid that a fierce battle is inevitable!

Nan Yuxing and others stood still before the gate.

"Let your master get out and die!"

...

When Chu Liuyue and the others came out, they saw this scene.

Nan Yuxing led people and blocked the gate.

Menacing, killing intent!

Everyone in Yue Mansion has gathered to form a line of defense.

But compared to those on the opposite side, their momentum here is obviously weaker.

——The ten people opposite, there are six gods!

It even includes Nan Yuxing!

Chu Liuyue wrinkled her eyebrows slightly, glanced suspiciously at Nan Yuxing, then stretched her eyebrows and smiled:

"Who am I supposed to be? It turned out to be Young Master Nan. It seems that your health has improved recently?"

These words are simply sprinkling salt on Nan Yuxing's wounds.

His face was distorted for a moment, and he quickly turned back and laughed.

"Why, I'm not dead, are you disappointed?"

Chu Liuyue shook his head sincerely.

"That's not the case, it's just curiosity. If you don't want to say it, just don't say it."

She really wanted to know how Nan Yuxing successfully recovered and made a breakthrough in such a short period of time after her body's original veins were broken.

Even she may not have this ability.

Nan Yuxing sneered.

"Shangguanyue, Rong Xiu! You killed my sister, and now you can still laugh?"

Chu Liuyue and Rong Xiu looked at each other.

Nan Yiyi?

When did they kill her?

Later, I was planning to only take a look at Mo Yun, but his expression changed instantly when he heard this!

Those two--

------Off-topic ------

It's the end of the year. There are a lot of things at home, and Cavinka's is also uncomfortable. In the morning, I sorted out the detailed outline, and even less.

Make up at six o'clock in the afternoon.