Chapter 451

The fierce battle in mid air was still going on, and all the bodyguards on the ground stood on the spot, with cold sweat on their foreheads and panic in their eyes.

"Father." Nangong Waner stumbled slightly to Nangong Ao, who was watching the war with a dignified face, and cried softly.

"You..." looking at her mother's face, Nangong Ao couldn't bear to blame her after all. He sighed for a long time, stretched out his hand to touch her face and said softly: "girl, it's your father's fault. You've suffered for years."

Nangong Waner couldn't help her father's forgiveness and love. She threw herself into each other's arms, hugged him tightly and shook her head desperately: "it's her daughter's unfilial father."

If it weren't for himself, how could Nangong Jie become the master of Nangong family and serve the public.

He raised his head hard. Nangong Ao restrained his tears and whispered, "it's okay, you're okay." God knows how he spent his daughter's missing for so many years.

When Nangong was proud and sad with his daughter in his arms, his old face showed a satisfied smile.

But suddenly he noticed that his daughter broke away and looked at him in amazement, but he saw that her daughter was staring at him angrily.

"Father, where's your left arm?" the murderous spirit flickered in her eyes. Nangong Waner angrily said, "who hurt you? My daughter will kill him."

In the crisp voice, with incomparable firmness, Nangong Waner inadvertently leaked the murderous spirit, which made Nangong proud as falling into the ice.

Why is this girl so strong? Even I can't bear her momentum. Nangong Ao was full of horror.

However, in any case, a strong daughter is always a great good thing. After returning to God, Nangong proudly smiled with satisfaction: "it's all right. Losing an arm is not a big deal in the xuanzhe's world."

However, he could not stand Nangong Waner's insistence, so he had to tell the story in general.

After Nangong Waner left, she angered the Ji family, the marriage object at that time. In order to preserve the family, Nangong Ao took the blame and resigned, and Nangong Jie took advantage of the situation.

This was how it happened, but a few years ago, the dark organization came with Sheng Wei, and the major families in the central region joined hands to form a team to fight the dark organization.

But the dark organization was too strong, and the seemingly powerful coalition was vulnerable. In that battle, Nangong Waner's grandfather died, and Nangong Ao lost an arm.

"Dark organization, I will settle this account with them sooner or later!" Nangong Waner was gnashing her teeth with hate.

She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. Nangong Waner took her father to Xiao Changhe and said sweetly, "father, this is Xiao Changhe, my husband. Once I was saved by him."

"Feng'er, don't come to see Grandpa soon." Nangong Waner waved to Xiao Tianfeng with a smile.

Not more formal than Xiao Changhe, Xiao Tianfeng smiled and said, "Hello Grandpa."

Originally, seeing that Xiao Changhe was not outstanding, Nangong Ao just nodded gently, but when he saw the handsome Xiao Tianfeng, his face finally burst into a smile: "well, I didn't expect his grandson to be so big."

Nangong Ao is really happy. He is not only happy to meet his daughter again after a long separation, but also happy to have such an excellent grandson. Although he is unaware of his cultivation, he can show the boy's extraordinary.

He looked up proudly. Nangong Waner smiled and said, "father, your grandson is very powerful. He is the Lord of Tianmen."

Lord of Tianmen? How is that possible?

No one has ever heard of Tianmen before, but the name of Tianmen has spread since the first war between Tiancan mercenary regiment and dark organization southern region. That's the Tianmen gate that can rival the super power. How can it not be amazing.

A young man in his twenties turned out to be the leader of Tianmen. Nangong Ao felt a little ridiculous. However, seeing that the young people behind Xiao Tianfeng were all respectful and reserved, he knew that none of them were weak. No, anyone can share the same score with Nangong Jie in the middle of Xuansheng.

Trying to digest the shocking news, Nangong Ao's eyelids twitched, and some Qi Yi said, "really?"

Smiling and nodding, Xiao Tianfeng said, "if you say the Lord of Tianmen, it's undoubtedly me."

Hiss

There was a sound of backward air-conditioning. The guard, who was nervous in panic, dropped his chin, and then looked over with enthusiasm and worship.

What Nangong Jie, what Nangong family leader, fuck. Besides, the young man in front of us is also a member of Nangong family. We are not betrayal.

"Walk, let's go inside." Nangong Ao was excited and kindly took Xiao Tianfeng's hand and walked in.

A group of Yingyan and Yingyan girls followed Xiao Tianfeng into the mansion, while the other strong ones stayed and kept commenting on the fierce fight in the air.

"Hey, Pang Xiong, are you ok? It's just the middle stage of Xuansheng. Does it take so much time?" the little black hand built a shed and curled his mouth disdainfully.

"Yes, if you can't, let's do it." the other strong men laughed.

"Shut up, this is the task assigned to me by the little Lord. Who dares to intervene?" Pang Xiong's rough voice was a little dissatisfied. Finally, he met a good opponent. Naturally, he wanted to fight with sweat. But the next burst of provocation made him impatient.

"That, what Nangong Jie, almost, you should be defeated." Pang Xiong easily blocked the other party's attack and said in a muffled voice.

What a arrogant boy, just when I was a Xuansheng, it was a decoration. He even said to practice with me and let you practice. See if I don't lose your life.

Nangong Jie couldn't take it for a long time. The other party's face was blue. Hearing the voice below twisted his cheeks.

Under madness, his strength was extraordinary, infinitely close to the combat power of Xuansheng in the later stage.

But it didn't bring trouble to Pang Xiong. Instead, he shouted for fun. He was so angry that his blood was almost retrograde.

"Boom!"

Click! "

Once again, a crisp crack sounded. Nangong Jie's face changed greatly. Before he could take a breath, the young man like the iron tower bared his white teeth and flashed, and the palm of the Pu fan came down like a hill.

"Ah." with a miserable cry, Nangong Jie fell powerlessly to the ground.

When approaching the ground, Nangong Jie suddenly felt his body stagnant and looked up, but he saw Pang Xiong holding himself in his hand.

"Hey, hey, don't be busy dying. The young Lord hasn't spoken yet." Pang Xiong grinned.

You deceive people too much! Nangong Jie felt that he had suffered an unprecedented insult. Blood quickly appeared in his eyes. A mouthful of blood came out against his mouth, and then his eyes fainted.

Although his injury was not light, it didn't matter to a strong man in the middle of Xuansheng, but Pang Xiong's words made him anxious, worsened his injury and caused syncope.