Nangong Liuyun raised his eyebrows slightly and hummed coldly: "Seventh level?"
"Yes, my grandfather is now a seventh-level strong man!" Liu Chengfeng raised his head arrogantly, proud, as if the seventh-level strong man was not his grandfather, but himself.
Unexpectedly, Nangong Liuyun's next words made Liu Chengfeng almost so angry that he vomited blood.
I saw Nangong Liuyun put down the tea cup unhurriedly, with a light smile on his lips, and asked slowly and casually: "Mr. Li is over a hundred years old, right?"
The implication is that you are over a hundred years old and have only reached the seventh level. How dare you show off in front of me? Isn’t it embarrassing?
The more Nangong Liuyun behaves calmly and calmly, the more contempt and disdain he shows in his eyes.
When Liu Potian heard this, he immediately held a breath in his throat.
His eyes were as wide as copper bells, staring at Nangong Liuyun fiercely, his fists clenched into fists, and he cursed in his heart: You ignorant boy! He looked down on the seventh level. Could it be that he was already the seventh level?
However, having been in a high position for many years, Liu Potian's determination was quite good. He tried his best to hold back the anger that burst out, and then a sarcastic sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "His Royal Highness, King Jin, has such a high vision.
He doesn’t even take the seventh-level cultivation level seriously. Haha, I’m afraid His Majesty doesn’t take it seriously either!”
This is so heartbreaking!
If the response is not good and word spreads, not only the prince will be wary of King Jin, but also His Majesty will probably be... deeply wary, after all, he is a bit too good.
When Nangong Liuyun heard this, a gleaming light appeared in his eyes, and an evil and charming smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth. His voice was as gentle as a feather, but every word was bloody: "Liu Potian, to be honest, this king is indeed
I didn't take you seriously."
When Liu Potian heard this, his expression froze, then turned livid, and his anger rose.
Damn Prince Jin! You actually said such words in front of him. This is tantamount to slapping him on the spot!
Liu Potian's face turned red. He stood up suddenly and glared at Nangong Liuyun angrily. However, before he could speak, Nangong Liuyun raised his eyebrows with a half-smile and said slowly, "But, Liu Potian
, can you, a little warrior, be compared with my father? Or, have you long had the intention of usurping the throne?"
If Liu Potian's words were heart-piercing, then Nangong Liuyun's words were simply heart-piercing, lung-piercing, and all internal organs.
How can Liu Potian hold back such a big charge? If word of this spreads out, what if he is a seventh-level person? He alone cannot protect the peace of the whole family named Li.
"Your Highness! Don't talk nonsense! The Li family cannot afford such a crime!" Liu Potian's eyes were burning with fire, and he stared at Nangong Liuyun coldly!
Compared with Liu Potian's anger, Nangong Liuyun seemed careless. He slowly crossed his legs, leaned lazily on the back of the rosewood chair, and looked at the world lightly with his gaze.
Liu Potian said, "Oh? You can't bear it, but I, the king, can bear it? What a seventh-level Li master who is strict with others and lenient with himself."
Liu Potian swallowed a mouthful of blood and felt it stuck in his throat. He was so aggrieved that he felt extremely uncomfortable.
Who told him that His Highness killed people indifferently and was cruel and cruel? But why didn't he tell him that this monster had a poisonous tongue, and his words seemed to have been tempered with poison, and his words pierced people's hearts.
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Today’s goal is to write 300 chapters~ It’s a very ambitious goal, please wish me well~~~~