"You don't know?" Fu Chengyu glanced at Ling Chuxi in surprise. They thought that Ling Chuxi and Mo Kongyuan must know each other's identity when they were together. But they didn't expect that Ling Chuxi was completely unaware.
"I only know that he is very powerful. Even Ye Qianhe was slapped by him and his face blossomed." Ling Chuxi said with a smile.
"Ye Qianhe will naturally not end well if he meets him. He is the guardian of our Nanxia Kingdom!" Fu Chengyu said.
"Guardian?" Ling Chuxi asked doubtfully. She had never heard of any other guardians in Nanxia Kingdom before.
"If it weren't for your accident this time, even we wouldn't know that there is such a guardian in Nanxia Kingdom." Fu Chengyu explained, "Not only our Nanxia Kingdom, but also all the countries in the mainland have such a guardian behind them.
They are powerful and have close relationships with major sects, or they may be disciples of sects themselves. Of course, those who can become guardians of a country have an extraordinary status even within the sect, and are far beyond the reach of outer sect disciples like Ye Qianhe.
Comparable.”
"Since we have such a guardian in Nanxia, why didn't he show up when the eldest prince happened, and why didn't he show up when Ye Qianhe broke into the palace without permission?" Ling Chuxi was even more puzzled.
"Guardians, in the final analysis, are actually just the magic code for the major sects to maintain the balance of the countries in the mainland. If the country is not destroyed and the family is destroyed, they will never take action easily. If it were not to save you this time, father
The emperor does not dare to come to Mr. Mo easily. You can also see that he has no good impression of his father." Fu Chengyu said.
No wonder Ye Qianhe was slapped and looked at Mo Kongyuan as if he had seen a ghost, and finally ran away. Besides Mo Kongyuan's strength, he also had a great background.
Thinking about Ye Qianhe being slapped three times in a row and then running away like a lost dog, Ling Chuxi suddenly felt happily that Ye Qianhe's fate could be written into a book, and the title of the book is: "
A miserable world".
Mo Kongyuan quickly ran back holding the tea set and tea leaves, found a pavilion and started making tea.
His movements are so smooth and natural that at first glance they may seem like nothing. But the more you look at them, the more pleasing they are to you. Unknowingly, your mind seems to be drawn into a wonderful and strange world.
At this moment, Ling Chuxi could clearly feel the floating clouds in the sky drifting with the wind. They seemed to be separated but still dependent on each other. It seemed that they were ever-changing but never separated from the same origin. Feeling the changes in the clouds, Ling Chuxi subconsciously
When I formed the Cloud Turning Technique, it felt so natural and smooth, without any lag.
After all, it was a martial art learned secretly. No matter how Ling Chuxi understood the fusion, there would still be many lags behind, and she was never able to use it skillfully. Until this moment, in that magical artistic conception, Ling Chuxi was considered a master.
Only after she truly mastered the Cloud Turning Technique, or in other words, did she begin to truly turn the Cloud Turning Technique into her own martial arts.
The minds of Ling Yichen and Bailihan were also integrated into Mo Kongyuan's movements. In Ling Yichen, one could clearly feel the open-mindedness and boldness of the vast sea and the sky, while Bailihan, in his return to nature's calmness, felt
There is a kind of freedom and ease in which I am content to remain calm even if the storm comes.
The lonely pavilion, small bridge, thin water, and the faint but refreshing fragrance of tea are so beautiful.