"I never knew about this!" Nangong Haotian shook his head, looking innocent.
Fat Maitreya thought for a while and said: "Your parents didn't tell you because they were afraid that if you knew about it, it would distract you and affect your martial arts progress. But your mother should know the inside story and shouldn't..."
Nangong Haotian defended: "Fat Grandpa, you may have misunderstood!"
Fat Maitreya snorted and said, "Tell me about it!"
Therefore, Nangong Haotian recounted from memory the story of how his father Nangong Shuangjie was killed, the caravan was wrecked, he entered the northwest mountainous area, and Shangguan Xiaowan rescued him and his maid.
"In this case, you can't blame your mother!" After hearing this, Fat Maitreya couldn't help but sighed and said: "But Xue Bing'er already knew about this, and your master also promised her, what are you doing?
When the time comes, I will organize a happy event for you two..."
Don't play like this! Nangong Haotian cried out in his heart, should he agree with Xue Bing'er even if he is an ugly monster? Even if he is not an ugly monster, what should he do if he doesn't like it?
No, this matter can't be done so simply. You have to see what the person looks like anyway.
Having made up his mind, Nangong Haotian turned his eyes to Fat Maitreya and said anxiously: "Fat Grandpa, you have to think of a way for me!"
Fat Maitreya frowned with his bald eyebrows, and with a solemn expression he muttered, and asked with a slight hesitation: "By the way, where is your unmarried lady, Shangguan Xiaowan?"
"This junior came to Lord Guandong this time to find her!" Nangong Haotian sighed heavily.
Fat Maitreya perked up after hearing this and said, "It would be great if she was also in Guandong..."
Nangong Haotian moved his lips, but still didn't say anything. He didn't know where Shangguan Xiaowan was. If he wasn't here, everything would be empty talk.
What's more, it's impossible for him to get married here behind Liu Qianwen, Zhao Ling'er, and Chu Meng's back. They are all his women, and if they want to get married, no one can be missing.
Fat Maitreya didn't know what Nangong Haotian was thinking, so he continued to say excitedly: "Then the three of you can support your master and hold the wedding on Changbai Mountain!"
When Nangong Haotian heard that it was true, after thinking about it, he had no choice but to use his trump card. If he could delay it for a while, it would be a moment, so he pretended to be anxious and said: "No, Fat Grandpa, if I marry another woman, it will be unfilial!"
Fat Maitreya said seriously: "That doesn't matter, as long as your little sister Xiaowan agrees, it makes sense!"
"It's really not a good idea to do this. I'm also worried that sister Xiaowan won't agree!" Nangong Haotian fainted. This fat Maitreya is also a resolute master.
Fat Maitreya said: "You haven't asked for his opinion, how do you know she won't agree?"
Of course, it is impossible for Nangong Haotian to do this. If the wedding is held here, then even if he marries Liu Qianwen, Zhao Linger, and Chu Meng in the future, they will only be regarded as side wives. In his heart, all women are the same, and he cannot
Such unfair treatment cannot be tolerated even if they want to.
At the moment of thinking, I heard Fat Maitreya continue: "I say you'd better find that girl Xiaowan first, and come together to see your master. Although your master has a stubborn temper and is a bit stubborn, as long as he
Just tell him clearly and tactfully, I think he will agree to hold the wedding for the three of you!"
"This junior doesn't know where sister Xiaowan is!" Nangong Haotian shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly. Now he can only hope that Shangguan Xiaowan is not here.
"What's going on?" Fat Maitreya asked in shock.
When Nangong Haotian asked, he had no choice but to explain briefly that the Demon Dragon Slayer King had made a false statement and claimed that he had kidnapped Shangguan Xiaowan and sent him to the Northeast Branch.
Since Nangong Haotian deleted a lot, Fat Maitreya could only say after hearing this: "In this case, there is a big problem whether your sister Xiaowan was really kidnapped by the old dragon slayer!"
Nangong Haotian nodded and said indifferently: "No matter whether they have kidnapped sister Xiaowan or not, this junior will take away the chief helm of Zhou Yuantong, the god-headed disciple!"
After hearing this, Fat Maitreya quickly grabbed Nangong Haotian and said nervously: "You kid, please don't act recklessly. Zhou Yuantong, the god-headed disciple, has many masters and gangsters under him. There are many agencies in the general branch. Don't
At such a young age, even your master and I would not dare to go deep into it!"
Nangong Haotian frowned when he heard this. Did Fat Maitreya also know the lair of Zhou Yuantong, the god-headed disciple? To test it, he shook his head and said: "As long as you tell me where the headquarter of Zhou Yuantong, the god-headed disciple, is, I will
Can pick it out!"
Fat Maitreya laughed heartily when he saw Nangong Haotian's confident look!
"Why is Fat Maitreya's laughter filled with displeasure? This laughter is more like a sneer!" Nangong Haotian thought silently in his heart, but the expression on his face remained unchanged, quietly waiting for the next sentence, maybe
You can get unexpected gains.
Sure enough, Fat Maitreya's laughter subsided and he sneered: "My old man has heard about your outstanding martial arts. It's a one-to-one thing. If you can pick the Northeast of Zhou Yuantong, the god-headed disciple,
Chief rudder, I do not believe it, is it possible that you alone can defeat me and your master?"
"Of course not!" Nangong Haotian replied humbly. He didn't know how strong Master Tianwai's martial arts was, but he was confident that he could defeat Fat Maitreya.
Fat Maitreya asked in a deep voice: "Then you said that you alone can choose the chief helm of Zhou Yuantong, the god-headed master?"
Nangong Haotian chuckled and explained: "You old man may not have heard clearly. I didn't say that I will go alone. I just said that I have a way. Of course, I will ask Fat Grandpa, you and my master, and even ask for help on the Guandong Road.
chivalrous and decent people to help!”
After hearing this, Fat Maitreya said without hesitation: "It's okay for you to say this, but if you want to invite decent people on the chivalrous path in Guandong to come forward to defeat Zhou Yuantong, the master of the gods, I'm afraid it won't be that easy..."
Nangong Haotian stared into Fat Maitreya's eyes motionlessly and replied: "It doesn't matter if they don't come forward, just Master and you will be fine!"
Fat Maitreya laughed at himself and said with a laugh: "You think too highly of me!"
After finishing speaking, he stood up slowly, twisted his waist, and continued: "Okay! Let's discuss this matter after your master comes back!"
Nangong Haotian nodded, frowned slightly, and hurriedly stood up and asked: "Fat Grandpa..."
Fat Maitreya snorted and said, "I'm afraid your master won't come back for a while. I won't wait for him anymore. I'll come back in the evening!"
After he finished speaking, he turned around and left.
Nangong Haotian quickly shouted: "Fat Grandpa, your fairyland..."
Fat Maitreya said oh, raised his hand and pointed to the dense forest in the northeast, and said: "My old man's small house is in the pine forest a few miles away. Just walk straight along the cliffside mountain path behind, and you will be there in a moment.
You are welcome to chat!”
"This junior will wait until the master comes back to visit you." Nangong Haotian bowed and smiled, but there was a deep question in his lowered eyes.
Fat Maitreya said hello happily and walked away from the northeast corner of the room.
Nangong Haotian didn't sit down slowly until Fat Maitreya's figure completely disappeared, frowning and thinking hard.
It seems that the influence of the God-headed Tuozi is really not small, and he has become the most powerful one among the four celestial demon sects. Compared with the God-headed Tuozi himself, his martial arts has reached a level of perfection.
It seems that this trip to the Northeast Branch where the Demon Dragon Slayer King belongs may not be as smooth as before, and there may even be big problems. I have to think about it carefully.
As for this Fat Maitreya, thinking about it, Nangong Haotian's eyes involuntarily turned to the place where Fat Maitreya disappeared. It seemed a little weird. I hope it was his own illusion.
In fact, Nangong Haotian just wanted to secretly follow Fat Maitreya to see what he was doing. He suspected that Fat Maitreya was a member of Shen Toutuozi, and the reason why he lived here might be to spy on his ancestor.
If this is really the case, then his whereabouts must have been discovered by Shentou Tuozi, but there is no need to worry too much. If he dares to come, then he dares to take his life. He will have to ask questions later.
Ask the ancestor...
Nangong Haotian sat silently on the stone bench and thought about his thoughts. Unconsciously, the red sun had turned to the west.
Looking at the red sun setting in the west, Nangong Haotian smiled. Maybe the Patriarch will come back soon. I wonder what he looks like? Is he handsome?
But when he thought of Xue Bing'er, Nangong Haotian couldn't help but look at that house. It turned out that it was not what he thought. The ancestor had found a wife. It seemed that his imagination was quite rich.
However, Xue Bing'er must have a good heart if she can take care of her ancestor here. If she gets married, she can eat delicious food every day, which is not a bad thing.
When Nangong Haotian was thinking wildly, he suddenly heard a tired and delicate voice of a girl: "Grandpa... finally arrived home!"
Nangong Haotian's face was filled with joy, and he turned around quickly. When Xun Sheng looked up, there was a bang in his head, and he immediately stood on the spot. His mouth was long enough to lay a duck egg.
I saw the girl in the white fur coat whom I met on the way, sweating and tear-stained. She seemed to be struggling to support the tall, thin old man who seemed to have suffered internal injuries and vomited blood.
The tall and thin old man had a sad look on his face, his face was pale, his upper body was slightly stooped, and he was slightly out of breath. He looked much older than in the morning, and he did not look like an outsider with superb martial arts skills.
Is this his ancestor?! Nangong Haotian was stunned, staring blankly, and even forgot to speak.