Chapter 107

Eastern wasteland

Although Nangong family is not an archaic family in Donghuang, there is also an old Saint family in the family. In this life, Nangong xian'er is as arrogant as the Holy Son, and Nangong family has the hope of rising.

Amitabha! The great emperor's great road is dissipating, and the world of great struggle is about to open. Both Nangong family and major holy places know this. A proud figure must be born, stand out in this world of great struggle and compete for the opportunity to become emperor.

As the hope for the rise of Nangong family, Nangong Xianer is also born to practice and pursue her own way.

Dongyu, dongtiancheng, inside the teahouse

"Have you heard that Nangong Xianer will attend the fairy banquet in Zuixian building three days later. At that time, many holy sons and imperial princes will attend."

"I've known for a long time. The Centennial fairy banquet in Zuixian building was announced early in the morning."

"No wonder there are many big people in the city recently. The Centennial fairy feast in Zuixian building will start again."

In the teahouse, a group of monks in the realm of Taoist Palace are discussing. The Centennial fairy banquet in the drunken fairy building is held only once every hundred years. It has been held dozens of times and has been held for thousands of years.

Even sometimes the Lord of the holy land will come to attend when he is free.

"By the way, have you heard recently that a silver haired Tianjiao came out of Donghuang to challenge the gifted disciples of various aristocratic families in Donghuang. It is said that before, he fought with the virgin of Xuanyu holy land and beat back the virgin of Xuanyu holy land."

"Really or not, that's the saint of Xuanyu holy land. She was defeated in this way?"

"That can be false. It is said that after the incident, Xuanyu holy land was angry and sent people to question. As a result, the other party ran out of Daneng's hands and disappeared without a trace. Even Daneng didn't stop it."

"It's terrible to escape from Da Neng."

"More than that. It is said that later, the silver haired man went to Ouyang family and defeated Ouyang Qian who was born in Ouyang family again."

"Well, which Ouyang Qian is the little princess of Ouyang aristocratic family and the apple of her eye?"

"What do you say? There are several Ouyang aristocratic families in Donghuang."

"Tut Tut, it's another cruel man. Even the little princess of Ouyang's family started. I'm afraid she ate the courage of ambitious leopards."

"No, Ouyang Qian was beaten. As soon as he returned to the family, Ouyang old monster was angry. He rushed out of Ouyang's house and chased the young man. However, the young man was also cunning and ran away long ago. The angry Ouyang old monster offered him a reward of 10000 Jin of source stone."

Several people were chatting. A young man with silver hair was listening. As soon as he heard that Ouyang old monster offered a reward of 10000 Jin of source stone, the tea in his mouth burst out in an instant.

"Poof."

After wiping the water stains on the corners of his mouth, there was a trace of embarrassment in the young man's eyes. He looked at the people who had talked before and looked at himself. The young man hurriedly left the money, and then turned and walked outside the teahouse.

In the conversation, the man who had been talking looked at the young man's back and was stunned, especially the other party's elegant silver hair, which made him think of something for a time.

"Brother Zhao, what are you looking at? What's the matter?"

The companion on one side pushed it, and the man recovered. When he looked at it again, there was no silver haired youth. He couldn't help smiling and shaking his head, dispelling his unrealistic ideas.

It is said that the Ouyang family also came to the Centennial fairy banquet in Zuixian building this time. How could the silver haired youth be so stupid and come from touluo net?

"It's all right. I see the wrong person. Come on, let's continue talking."

"Come on, keep talking."

Inside the teahouse, a group of people continued to talk. At the same time, outside the teahouse, the silver haired youth breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the bustling figures on the street, walked out a few steps and integrated into the crowd.

"I didn't expect my deeds to spread so fast!"

The silver haired young man walking in the crowd smiled faintly. This young man is Chen Xiaoming who has come all the way.

From the north of Donghuang to the east of Donghuang, Chen Xiaoming walked all the way, looked at the scenery all the way, and looked for some holy women and daughters of aristocratic families.

Along the way, I have gained a lot. I am on my way, fighting, breathing, accumulating experience values, and improving my accomplishments and understanding the source.

Chen Xiaoming's strength has indeed been greatly improved compared with that before. Now he has reached the peak of Hualong realm. When he is upgraded, he can reach Sendai secret land.

But the bad news is that the upgrade experience has really risen to a terrible level of one trillion.

Even if Chen Xiaoming hangs a wall like this, it will take eight or nine months to improve one level. It's really a little slow.

Fortunately, others didn't know Chen Xiaoming's distress, otherwise they would surround him and kill him.

It's too slow to upgrade the level of Sendai secret land in less than a year? How can you let others live.

"Eh? Brother Chen, what a coincidence. I didn't expect to see you here."

Just as Chen Xiaoming was walking, a voice came. Looking for fame, Chen Xiaoming saw a man in a black Python robe coming, with dignified appearance and extraordinary bearing.

"Who was I then? It was brother Wang. Why is brother Wang here?"

At a glance, Chen Xiaoming recognized the man who came over. The other party was born in the Beiyuan Wang family, called Wang de. He met Chen Xiaoming when he challenged the Xuanyu saint. The other party and the Xuanyu Saint were together.

His eyes kept looking at the man behind him, trying to find something. When the man saw Chen Xiaoming like this, he didn't know what he meant. The corner of his mouth smiled bitterly, "don't worry, she's not here."

"Hoo. That's good."

He took a deep breath. Chen Xiaoming really had a headache for the Xuanyu saint. The other party was born in the Xuanyu holy land, but he lost to himself. It's necessary to be so fussy and itch the teeth he hates.

"Brother Chen, I haven't thought of the same style for many days."

Suddenly, Wang de came over and hugged Chen Xiaoming. Finally, he leaned against Chen Xiaoming's ear and asked softly.

"Tell me, how does the little princess of Ouyang family feel?"

"A rich woman, with an airport, can't afford to marry!"

Wang de asked casually. He didn't expect such an answer, but he was confused. He didn't understand what it meant. His puzzled little eyes looked at Chen Xiaoming.

Chen Xiaoming waved his hand and stopped talking. The past can't bear looking back. Doesn't he know a little about pity? Didn't he just start a little reckless?

Didn't he just accidentally punch him in an embarrassing place? Why do you catch yourself crazy one by one.

Patted Wang de on the shoulder and looked at the latter's still confused eyes. He was too young to understand some things.