1451: C1451 The Storm Is Coming

C1451 The Storm Is Coming

"Forget it."

Mo Nan waved his hand casually.

He did not like to be disturbed. Since he did not have the chance to interact with Faang Zhenghua, he would observe him in private. He could not stay in the small courtyard of the farm. It should be fine for him to follow him at the meeting, right?

Moreover, he also wanted to see if Faang Zhenghua's changes were really that big after half a year.

"Nangong Shuo, it's been half a year since we last met. I also want to see how far you've gone."

Mo Nan murmured.

Last time, he almost died in the hands of Nangong Shuo. However, he had heard that the latter had almost failed to return to the Nangong family.

In this way, it could be considered as a draw.

It was unknown whether Nangong Shuo could be considered a formidable opponent when they met again.

- -

Southwest, Yungui Province.

In a large mountainous region, the environment was harsh. The Nangong family had lived here for generations.

In the past few days, the entire Nangong family had shut their doors and refused guests.

In the main hall of the Nangong family.

Nangong Shuo was dressed in black clothes and had been kneeling here for a few days.

Beside him was the spear that he had never taken off his body before. However, this spear had been broken.

It was broken by Faang Zhenghua with a single palm a few days ago.

Ever since the spear was broken, Nangong Shuo's body seemed to have lost the sharpness that he could not conceal.

Under the orders of the Nangong family Master, Nangong Ming, no one came to disturb him these two days.

At this moment.

Nangong Min held his hands behind his back and entered the main hall after two days. He walked all the way to Nangong Shuo who was kneeling on the ground. There was no joy or anger on his sword-like and star-eyed face. He said calmly,

"Have you thought it through?" she asked calmly.

"Yes."

Nangong Shuo nodded. Currently, his aura was restrained. Compared to before, the changes were too great.

"So, should we fight or stay at home?"

Nangong Ming's eyes flashed as he continued asking.

"Fight."

Nangong Shuo stood up from the ground and lightly patted the dust on his knees.

Hearing that, Nangong Ming looked at him with a gratified expression. At the same time, he waved his hand at the door. Immediately, four or five people carried a long spear together and laboriously walked into the house.

"This is?"

Nangong Shuo was stunned.

Nangong Ming said calmly, "This is for the ancestors of Nangong family. It has been a hundred years and no one has picked it up. Today, I will give it to you as a father. I will lend you a helping hand in the end."

"Remember, even if you lose this time, you must let those people understand. I, the martial artists of the lower realms, can't be easily bullied."

As he spoke, a hint of sternness flashed in his eyes.

Nangong Shuo was startled. He just felt that there was something different about his father today. However, he did not think too much about it. All he thought about was to fight Faang Zhenghua again. He turned around and picked up his spear. Then, he strode out of the main hall with a determined look in his eyes.

This time, he wouldn't lose again.

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Yanjing, Chen family.

"Second brother."

Chen Rongma sat at the head of the group and looked at Chen Jiaang. Shaoqing said calmly,

"Go, let's go out for a walk. It has been a long time since the Chen family showed up. I'm afraid someone has already forgotten about the Chen family."

"Hmm?"

Chen Jiaang looked at his father, who was sitting at the head of the group. He didn't understand what was going on. Why did his father want him to go to Jiangnan?

However, he was used to being obedient. He quickly nodded and agreed.

"Yes, I'll go back now and pack my things."

Shaoqing waited for Chen Jiaang to leave.

Chen Rongma let out a long sigh and murmured with a bitter smile.

"Thirty years. Another thirty years have passed."

"When are these days going to end? I, the Chen family, don't want to endure anymore..."

Since he didn't want to endure anymore, he might as well make a scene and turn the world upside down!

Moreover, Chen Rongma had a feeling that this time, he wasn't the only one who couldn't sit still.

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Liao family.

In the huge courtyard, a young man with delicate features and white clothes was holding a handful of fish food and leisurely feeding it to the pond.

Not long after, An old man suddenly came from the backyard and strolled up to him. Then, looking at the former's lazy appearance, he couldn't help but sigh.

On the other hand, the young man didn't care. He turned around to look at him and said in surprise:

"Grandpa, why did you come out of isolation?"

"Could it be that you have broken through to the Martial Sovereign realm?"

"Damn you!"

The old man immediately cursed. How could it be so easy to break through to the Martial Sovereign realm? Besides, he just didn't want to give up, but in this lower realm, who else could break through to the Martial Sovereign realm?

"Let me ask you."

With a dark expression, the old man stared at the young man quietly. His cloudy old eyes gradually became clear.

"You fought with that girl called Cai Ling'er. In the end, you lost. Did you really lose, or was it a fake loss?"

"Of course I really lost."

The young man rolled his eyes speechlessly. This thing is fake. Could it be?

Besides, if he could win, why would he lose to someone else on purpose?

Hearing that, the old man was silent for a moment. Then, he narrowed his eyes and said:

"Then, what if I want you to win?"

When he heard this, the young man's expression immediately turned ugly without even thinking. He bitterly smiled and raised his head.

"Master, why are you doing this? Moreover, they already said that they would bring me to the higher realms when we return..."

This was already a good result. Was it not enough?

However, when the old man heard this, when he heard his lack of ambition, he immediately became furious. He raised the walking stick in his hand and forcefully knocked on the young man's body. Then, without waiting for the young man to complain, the old man suddenly began to cry.

"Child, how many years has it been? The backbone of the lower realm martial artists has never been straightened out."

"Grandfather, we can't wait another thirty years. Before we leave, we want to let them see that our lower realm martial artists' bones haven't been crooked!"

"Those charity from them, it's fine if we don't want it!"

The old man only had one thought in his heart.

Even if it was just once, it was fine as long as it was only once. They, the Hidden Clan, wanted to pick up the name of the great clan that was guarding them once more.

He wanted to let those above know that as long as there was still their great clan in the lower realm, it wouldn't be their turn. The people of the higher realm would just randomly come down and behave atrociously.

Hearing the old man's righteous words, the young man didn't have too much of an emotional fluctuation, his face still a bit troubled.

What should he do? He was just a lazy person and did not like to look for trouble.

Suddenly, he looked up and realized that... The old man in front of me, At some point in time, there was no longer a strand of black silk in his silver hair. It's...

Forget it.

The young man let go of the fish food in his hand and suddenly stood up. He adjusted the folds of his clothes.

The next moment, his expression turned serious.

Boom.

The astonishing Spiritual Force clouds suddenly surged towards the place where he was standing from all directions. The effect was not much different from old rascal using medicinal Spirit Gathering Beads.

On this day, the Liao family's natural born grandmaster advanced a step further.

Half-step Martial Sovereign!

Sensing the change in his grandson's aura, In the blink of an eye, the old man in front of him cried tears of joy.

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