"You..." The slender fingers pointed at Nan Nan, but she was still speechless.
"What's wrong with me? I probably didn't offend you with my appearance..." Nannan said with some gloating. Anyway, it doesn't hurt to be exposed. The masks everyone wears are even...
"..."
"Well, since you already know my identity and haven't exposed me yet, it proves that we are the same people, right?" Nan Nan smiled and looked at Zimo who had not yet recovered, and winked at him.
Anyway, he was caught by him, so it doesn't count as an active escape. Even if he is held accountable, this guy is still an accessory.
Zimo really couldn't laugh or cry when he saw Nan Nan's expression that said, "You have something in my hands." This girl could never have imagined how much impact her escape would have on the Shangguan Mansion.
Shangguanmen is divided into twenty-four branches, occupying the south. Dongfangmen is also divided into twenty-four branches, occupying the east. The west and north are divided up by the three sects of Yinhongmen. There are no special circumstances for the three gates.
Very few contacts.
As for the twenty-four branches of the Shangguan family, each branch is composed of a president, two vice-presidents, three deacons and disciples, and this distribution method is often based on the level of martial arts, and
Now the Shangguan family has actually mobilized twenty-one branches to look for this unfounded Nan Nan. What is even more outrageous is that this Nan Nan was actually taken back to his house and made a maid who combs his hair. Thinking about the whole thing, he has a headache.
No, I always feel like I've been cheated.
"Who are you?" Although there was no excessive expression on Zimo's face, Nan Nan clearly felt from his tone that this guy was angry...
No, I was really angry. Perhaps Nan Nan, who felt that she was a little presumptuous, restrained herself a little, and then said with a smile, "Master Zimo, the younger one is indeed called Nan Nan."
"Then who is Feng Xiaobo?" Zimo obviously wouldn't let it go, so he asked Nan Nan another question.
"That..." Nan Nan glanced at the mask in Zimo's hand and pointed with her little finger, "That's the original owner of the mask in your hand."
Seeing Zimo's frown getting tighter and tighter, Nannan had no choice but to answer whatever was asked. God knows she didn't do anything harmful to God, so why would she be so cruel...
"What are you trying to do by disguising yourself as Zhang Xiaobo? What's your purpose?" Finally asking the question he wanted to ask the most, Zimo stared at Nan Nan tightly, and clasped his two big hands tightly like iron hoops.
Putting his hand on Nan Nan's shoulders, "Tell me..."
Nan Nan looked at Zimo's strange look in confusion and said nothing.
"Tell me quickly, what do you want to do in the Shangguan Mansion? Tell me!" Is it for the Shangguan family's status, money, or some other purpose... Seeing that Nan Nan didn't speak, Zimo's slender fingers tightened even more.
He tightened his grip, grabbed Nan Nan's shoulders and shook her violently, "Just tell me!"
"Ah! It hurts so much! Stop shaking!" This guy must have been stimulated. He really can't stand it. Is he listening to me? Nan Nan wailed a little in her heart...
"Stop it quickly, I'm about to be shaken to death by you, what can I say!" Nan Nan really couldn't stand this kind of special treatment, so she could only yell at this guy to stop it.
Finally, Nan Nan's words pulled back the last trace of reason: "Say quickly..." It seemed as if these two words were squeezed out from between the teeth.
Seeing that the two big hands on her shoulders showed no signs of leaving or relaxing, Nannan had no choice but to curl her lips, "Okay, I say, but you can't interrupt me."