"So he is the Nangong Wentian? Rumor has it that he is the strongest saint son in the history of the Nangong Immortal Clan, with extremely terrifying talent."
Many people suddenly realized and remembered that there was indeed such a person in their memory.
"I don't know whether his talent is the strongest in history, I only know that he is definitely the most shameless in history!" A big man with muscles like a coiled dragon spoke.
After saying that, he grinned.
"Hahahaha..."
Everyone laughed along.
They remembered who Nangong Wentian was, but also remembered what a shameless person he was.
He carried a painful mask with him, and knelt down and cried bitterly after beating someone to death, with a face full of grief. Not to mention how shameless he was, it was simply unethical!
Can a normal person do this?
Many people think that Nangong Wentian can live to this age and become an immortal, it is all God's eyes!
"Is he Nangong Wentian?"
Lin Haoyu stared at Nangong Wentian who was lying there crying. He had heard of the other party's name and it was rumored that he had some strength.
"What a coincidence! We are just going to the Nangong Immortal Clan, so let him lead the way for us." The Crab General looked at Nangong Wentian with a smile.
"Not ordinary." Hua Yunfei looked at Nangong Wentian and said to himself.
With his eyes, he was shocked by Nangong Wentian's talent. The strength and talent shown by this guy were less than one-tenth of his real strength!
Even so, he has become famous among the younger generation, which shows how deep Nangong Wentian hides!
Hua Yunfei's mouth curled up a smile. It is worthy of being the family that the ancestor named to go. It is indeed very good at the way of hiding!
"Ding ding ding ding ding..."
At this moment, Nangong Wentian couldn't help crying and took out a suona from his arms and played it with emotion.
The bright sound of suona rang out in Yongyuan Ancient City, which was extremely harsh and played incomparably sadly, making those who saw it sad and those who heard it cry.
"Fuck, this kid has a lot of work!"
The crowd around was shocked and speechless. Nangong Wentian had too many dramas. Not only did he cry at his opponent's grave, he also played for him. His service was really good!
Listening to the sound of the suona, they actually had the illusion of empathy, as if they were lying there. They couldn't help but feel sad and their eyes were wet.
"This kid is good!"
Shi Zhandi looked at Nangong Wentian, his eyes sparkling like a boss seeing a satisfied younger brother.
It likes Nangong Wentian very much!
This kid's method of doing things is similar to its own!
"Almost."
After playing for a while, Nangong Wentian slowly stood up, put away the mask of pain and the suona, raised his hand and offered a purple-blue flame to cremate the body in front of him.
When the body was burned to ashes, he waved his hand and directly scattered the ashes!
"One cry, two blows, three raises dust! Humph, I am Nangong Wentian, handsome as expected!"
Nangong Wentian casually adjusted the broken hair on his forehead, with a confident smile on his face, thinking that he was very handsome.
"Sure enough, he is really wicked!"
Seeing Nangong Wentian's smooth operation, the people around shook their heads. Nangong Wentian was the only one who could be so wicked.
Anyway, they have never seen anyone more shameless than Nangong Wentian.
"Come on, everyone has watched enough, it's time to show your support, right?"
Nangong Wentian took out a bowl, walked forward, and asked for money from everyone.
"Nick!"
The people around were completely speechless. It seems that they need to pay for eating melons? Isn't it a free performance?
"You can't give it, it's impossible to give a low-grade spirit stone!" The crowd of melon eaters dispersed, and no one gave any reward at all.
"Brother Mask, can you give me a reward?" Nangong Wentian walked up to Hua Yunfei and the others who were the only ones who had not left, held out the bowl in his hand, and said with a smile.
"Uh..."
Looking at the bowl in front of them, Lin Haoyu, Xia Bing and Crab Generals looked at each other, all speechless.
This is not a question of whether to give money or not, but why does this guy take it for granted?
"This is a low-grade spirit stone."
Hua Yunfei smiled and took out a low-grade spirit stone and put it in the bowl in Nangong Wentian's hand.
"Haha, a low-grade spirit stone is enough, brother, you are the first person to give me a reward."
Nangong Wentian did not dislike the low-grade spirit stone, but was very happy. This was the first time someone really rewarded him, although the reward was only a low-grade spirit stone.
"Then I am really honored." Hua Yunfei smiled and nodded, saying.
"Nangong Wentian, let me meet you?" Nangong Wentian introduced himself.
He could tell that Hua Yunfei was not an ordinary person. Just by approaching him, his perception was alerted, reminding him that the young man in white was very dangerous.
He was hiding his extremely strong strength, and it was obvious that he was able to have such a feeling.How strong is the young man in the clothes?
It is precisely because he can feel this kind of danger that makes him very curious about Hua Yunfei and want to know him in depth.
"Shi Zhan Di, your brother Shi."
Before Hua Yunfei spoke, Shi Zhan Di spoke first, staring at Nangong Wentian, "Brother, Brother Shi likes you very much, be my younger brother? I will protect you in the future!"
"Is this stone inflatable for free? You talk so funny, a stone wants to take me as a younger brother." Nangong Wentian refused without thinking and teased.
"I have the strength, I can kill you in seconds!" Shi Zhan Di said with a confident tone.
"Haha, I'm so scared."
Nangong Wentian was not afraid at all, and his eyes were staring at Shi Zhan Di, as if provoking.
"You guy, it seems that you don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is if I don't beat you up!"
Shi Zhan Di was so angry that he decided to teach Nangong Wentian a lesson and beat him first.
"Harmony brings wealth."
Hua Yunfei held down the angry Shi Zhandi, looked at Nangong Wentian, and said: "We are preparing to visit the Nangong Immortal Clan. I wonder if Brother Nangong can lead the way?"
"Oh? Who are you going to visit in my clan?" Nangong Wentian asked.
"Your clan ancestor." Hua Yunfei said.
"My clan ancestor?"
Nangong Wentian raised his eyebrows, touched his chin, and said with some embarrassment: "My clan ancestor has been seriously injured in recent years and is in seclusion. I'm afraid you can't get what you want."
He didn't say that Hua Yunfei and his friends were not qualified to see the quasi-immortal king ancestor of the Nangong Immortal Clan, because it was obvious that these people had extraordinary identities.
"It just so happens that I brought a healing elixir that can heal the injury of your clan ancestor." Hua Yunfei said.
"My clan ancestor's injury is special, and the healing elixir is useless."
Nangong Wentian sighed, his eyes full of sorrow, and seemed to be very worried about the ancestor of the clan.
"I almost believed it."
If Hua Yunfei didn't know what kind of people who practiced the Gou Dao were, he would have been fooled by Nangong Wentian.
If a Gou Dao cultivator revealed his injuries on his own initiative, then he must be fine!
If there was something wrong, the Gou Dao cultivator would definitely heal his injuries quietly and would not show up until he was well again.
The ancestor of the Nangong Immortal Clan said that he was seriously injured, but in fact, he must be fine and alive and well in secret.
"Don't pretend, we are all the same kind of people." Hua Yunfei said directly without beating around the bush.
Nangong Wentian blinked and was stunned for a moment. What does the same kind of people mean?
He immediately reacted and was ecstatic. It turned out that they were fellow Taoists. You should have said it earlier!
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