"That's the truth." Nangong Liuyun smiled with his eyes half-closed, but the second half of his sentence hit Beichen Ying completely, "The second son of the Mo family, you can't deal with me now."
"The second son of the Mo family?" Beichen Ying exclaimed when he heard this.
The Mo family of Weiyang Palace was one of the top ten families in the world. Mo Yunfeng, the second son of the Mo family, was gifted with very powerful spiritual power. He caused a sensation in the mainland back then.
Normally when the elders in the family lecture people, they usually do so with a straight face, holding a feather duster and scolding: "Look at Mo Yunfeng, he is so arrogant at such a young age..."
This Mo Yunfeng is the legendary 360-degree perfect child from another family.
Of course, Nangong Liuyun is more famous than Mo Yunfeng, but all the elders also understand, don’t they? Nangong Liuyun is a god far away in the sky, how can mortals catch up? This second young master Mo Yunfeng is alive
Someone who can catch up and surpass him.
Therefore, during Xiao Beichenying's miserable childhood, his ears were constantly filled with thoughts about how perfect the second young master of the Mo family was, so much so that he was extremely sensitive to the word Mo Yunfeng.
Nangong Liuyun raised his eyebrows with a faint smile: "What? Are you still afraid of him?"
"Am I afraid of him?" Beichen Ying suddenly felt as if his tail had been stepped on, and he almost jumped up in excitement, "Now that I am at the eighth level, the peak of the eighth level, how can he compare to me! It's more like serving me tea and water.
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Beichen Ying snorted angrily.
Nangong Liuyun stood with his hands behind his back and glanced far away, landing on the small black dot in the distance: "Before entering the Nine Layers Hall, I heard that the Second Young Master Mo was also at the peak of the eighth level, and I don't know what is going on now.
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Is he also at the peak of the eighth level? Beichen Ying suddenly made a bitter look on his face and cursed in his heart: Mo Yunfeng, hold on, don't break through earlier than me!
However, Bei Chenying's scolding seemed to have no effect, and the black dot in the distance soon came to Nangong Liuyun and the group of people.
Mo Yunfeng was dressed in a sky-blue robe, with a face like a crown of jade, a handsome figure, and he looked like an outstanding and handsome young master.
His eyes are like autumn colors, his red lips are curved, and he has a smile as gentle as jade, which makes people fall in love with him at the first sight.
"Hey, Nangong, Beichen, it turns out it's you two." Mo Yunfeng galloped over on a tall horse. After reining in the reins, his smile was full of meaning.
"What? Are you not surprised to see the two of us?" Bei Chenying clasped his hands behind his back, like an old man, and glanced sideways at Mo Yunfeng.
Mo Yunfeng jumped off the horse and clasped his fists to plead guilty: "I'm sorry, there are rumors that you went to Mu Xian Mansion, and this is the only way to Mu Xian Mansion, so -"
He had a smile on his face and a very good attitude. He looked at Nangong Liuyun and others with a smile, but when his eyes swept over Nangong Liuyun, there was a deep meaning.
Nangong Liuyun stood calmly on the spot, his expression indifferent and aloof, like a condor in the night sky, possessing a strong and domineering attitude that looked down upon the sky and the world.
Mo Yunfeng's eyes wrinkled slightly, almost invisible.
Didn't Li Yaoyao say that Nangong Liuyun was seriously injured and almost dying? Why does he seem to be completely fine now? Or is it that the people in front of him are pretending to be powerful?
At this moment, an angry voice came from the carriage: "Why are you stopping? Let's go quickly!"
Hearing this voice, our girl Su subconsciously shrank her neck and took a step back silently.
I really feel guilty for hurting people for no reason...