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Chapter 1565 Fancy Birth

Chapter 1565: The Birth of Fancy

Nan Ming understood what Feng Danyuan meant: if you want to kill him, you only have to move your fingers.

He fixedly stared at Feng Danyuan.

After these ten seemingly ordinary moves, they all understood each other's strength.

If he guessed correctly, what Feng Danyuan just performed was "Canghailu". He had practiced this skill before, but it was extremely difficult to improve after reaching the sixth level. He didn't have time to study, so he used the fastest

The only way to do this is to fight in the Shura field. After all, for him, Kung Fu is used to kill people, and it doesn't matter which one he practices.

According to rumors, there are nine levels of "Canghailu" in total. If you practice to the ninth level, you can enter the realm of heaven and human beings and become invincible in the world.

Judging from the fight between the two just now, Feng Danyuan has already broken through to the ninth level.

He is no match for Feng Danyuan.

"If I die, I will turn into a ghost and follow you for joy." Nan Ming said.

"Then I will make your soul fly away and you will not be able to enter the six realms of reincarnation." Feng Danyuan glanced at him coldly.

Nan Ming pursed his lips.

He had had a rough life, and few things could make him angry. But today, facing this arrogant and domineering man, he felt sullen and angry that he had not seen for a long time.

"Yang Liao, you come to Prince Chen's Mansion in three days and explain clearly what you need to explain. Remember, if the answer is not satisfactory to me, I will have many ways to make your life worse than death." Feng Danyuan dropped his cold words.

In a word, he waved his sleeves and left.

Nanming was so angry that his blood boiled.

He sat on the floor and practiced his kung fu for several weeks before he managed to calm down.

But after all, he still suffered internal injuries and had to recover for at least ten and a half days.

If Feng Danyuan leaves, he will be asked to explain what happened in Mocheng. Oh, if he doesn't tell those things, Feng Danyuan will find out, so what's the point of threatening him?

But opposed to his marriage to Wei Huan - what does this matter have to do with Feng Danyuan!

Nanming exhaled a breath of turbid air, looked up at the clear blue sky, and snorted coldly in his heart: Feng Danyuan, I can't beat you, but don't forget, I'm from Mocheng, and I'm not necessarily worse than you for playing dirty tricks.

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After King Chen saw off the young prince, he warned and threatened Nanming, and then returned to Prince Yan's Mansion in a leisurely manner. Only an hour had passed.

Wei Zi hasn't gotten up yet.

He didn't call her either and continued to break his promise.

Life in Prince Yan's Mansion seemed very leisurely.

The princess of the three counties took the child to "Ruifu Hall". Mrs. Feng happily looked after the child and grandchild, and seemed to mention casually: "Our Prince Yan's Mansion has too much yang energy, and no little girl comes to our mansion."

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Aunt Guo smiled and said: "Aren't the four princesses girls dolls?"

"That was so many years ago."

Aunt Guo continued to smile and said: "Now that our house is prosperous, it will only be a matter of time before we become a little princess?"

"Sooner or later, is it sooner or later? Oh - if Xi'er doesn't cry, my great-grandmother also loves you..."

Outside Ruifu Hall, Feng Danyuan heard his grandmother's fancy methods of giving birth in the distance, and couldn't help but smile: The old lady used to push for marriage, and marriage would bring about children. When a child is born, both men and women must be the same. One child is not enough for two.

Tsk, I worry about this to no end.

King Yan came with a basket of wooden utensils. When he saw Feng Danyuan, his eyes were suspicious: "Are you very free today?" You were actually visiting the palace, and the sun was rising in the west?

Feng Danyuan blurted out without even thinking: "Fortunately, I don't have as much time as you."

King Yan: "..." He shouldn't have said this. The two of them didn't get along with each other for a day or two.

Huh, ignore this traitor and go find his good grandson!

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