“Yeah . ”
Nan Xian's long, livid face relaxed . He then looked at Mu Yong coldly again .
His presence was dominant and oppressive . Aside from Mu Yong, the others from the reclusive world were also scared and afraid to move after hearing how Mu Yong had addressed Nan Xian .
Young Master Nan Xian .
They had never seen him, but he was like a legend in Tian Shen Manor!
AdvertisementWhy did this godlike man come here? He even stood up for… a woman?
“Nan Xian, do you want to disown all your relatives and friends just for a woman?” Mu Yong may be too fearful . His voice was sharp and he was panicking . He took a few steps backward and gritted his teeth . “Furthermore, I have captured the black dragon for the old master!”
The black dragon snorted . “You just said that Lady Qing Yan was not feeling well and needed to use me as a medicine . ”
Mu Yong's face turned pale at this moment . This time was indeed Mu Ling's miscalculation .
Because the black dragon did not say anything earlier, he did not know that the black dragon could speak . So, they had spoken carelessly in front of it . Who would have known that this black dragon could actually speak?
Nan Xian lowered his eyes and looked at Feng Ruqing's gorgeous face . “The dragon… is yours?”
Feng Ruqing nodded slightly .
Advertisement“Well,” Nan Xian calmly responded . “Then no one can touch it . ”
He implicated that no one, be it the Mu family's old master or the Lady Qing Yan, or whoever needed the dragon's meat, was allowed to touch Feng Ruqing's dragon .
“Nan Xian!”
Mu Yong really could not understand and wondered what kind of love-philter did the woman give Nan Xian . How could Nan Xian disown all his relatives and friends just for her?
Nan Xian was already in front of him before he could say the next sentence .
The air grew heavy and stuffy causing Mu Yong to have difficulties in breathing . It felt as if there were a giant hill on top of his head . He simply was not able to breathe .
Then…
AdvertisementWith a thud, Mu Yong's body was suddenly flung out like an arrow before hitting an old tree nearby . Then he slowly fell to the ground .
He constantly vomited blood . His old face was pale and bloodless .
Nan Xian approached Mu Yong . He was expressionless when he looked down coldly at Mu Yong who was lying down on the ground .
His eyes were so cold as if he was watching a stranger .
Jiu Ming squinted . His evil eyes fell on the man not far away . There was a slight smile on his face .
“Little girl, so this is the man you like?” He smiled looking at Feng Ruqing and talked to her gently .
AdvertisementFeng Ruqing shrugged and ignored the question .
Her gaze was entirely on Nan Xian and it never left .
“It seems that you really like this type . ” Jiu Ming's fingers caressed his chin and smiled attractively . “What if I tried… to be this type of guy you like?”
Feng Ruqing finally turned to look at Jiu Ming . Her eyes looked like they were looking at a fool .
“You are not the state preceptor . ”
She only liked the state preceptor besides the beauties .
The frigidity of Nan Xian's manner melted away at once after he heard her voice . As soon as he lifted his hand, he picked up the old man in front of him and threw him in front of Feng Ruqing .
Mu Yong was so horrified that he was trembling . He did not dare to move and his eyes were filled with panic in Nan Xian's incredible presence .
AdvertisementIf he knew that Nan Xian was coming…
He would not have volunteered to follow the young manor master here!
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