Chapter 12 Hands on

Nangong Miyin's current strength is the three-layer realm of Zixuan. She began to silently operate the skills of Dragon Fantasy, and suddenly felt that her body immediately became much clearer.

This is worthy of a peerless secret book, and it happens that her cultivation system in the past two generations is roughly the same. This practice immediately sees the effect, and even faintly surpasses the scene when she practiced in the last life. This made her secretly happy. As soon as she crossed over, she encountered a lot of troubles so that she didn't have time to study the effect of this secret book in this life.

"It seems that we can break through to the fourth floor of Zixuan tonight." Nangong Miin muttered secretly in her heart, and at the same time, she worked harder to practice. Originally, in the last life, she had stayed in this three-level realm for a while. At this time, the breakthrough should have been a matter of course.

Xiang Khan slowly penetrated from Nangong Miin's forehead, and her expression became more serious and nervous. It seemed that the breakthrough had reached a critical moment.

A breeze outside the window brushed, and Nangong Miyin, who was sitting in **, opened her eyes, and her bright eyes were shining, as if there was a substantial light. At the same time, her body emitted a dazzling purple atmosphere, which was obviously more solid and dazzling than before.

"Finally, it broke through to the fourth floor, so that the injuries suffered by the three people when they were framed that day were also cured." Nangong Miyin raised her sleeves and gently wiped the sweat on her forehead.

At dawn outside, Nangong Miyin was in a good mental state at this time. Naturally, she was not sleepy at all. She put on the mask, opened the door and walked out of the room.

When she got up early in the morning, Nangong Miyin wandered around Nangong Mansion and changed into clean clothes. She was in a better mood inexplicably.

Nangong Miin's life seems to have gradually settled down, and in a blink of an eye, it was the third day after her breakthrough.

In the morning of this day, just as she was catering to the morning sun in the yard and doing a set of self-cultivation boxing in her previous life, Xiaocha came over in a hurry.

"Miss, so you're here. I finally found you. This is breakfast. Eat it quickly. Xiaocha is really a good maid, which is really very considerate.

"Dabit, the old master asked you to go to his room after breakfast and said he had something to ask you." Xiaocha stood aside and watched Nangong Miyin eating breakfast and added.

"Why didn't he summon me directly?" Nangong Miin knows that generally, elders will be summoned directly when they see the younger generation, and they will not let themselves go there like this.

"I don't know either." Xiaocha shook his head.

After using it early, Nangong Miyin came to the residence of Nangong Wantang, the eldest master of the Nangong family, with a lot of doubts.

Nangong Wantang was lying in front of the case and didn't know what he was looking at, which made Nangong Miyin feel that he was a little old.

"Grandpa, what can I do for you?" Nangong Miin came straight to the point. She was also the patriarch in the last life. She didn't have the habit of saluteing anyone.

Nangong Wantang was not angry about this. In the Nangong family, only he was the most calm and adaptable to his former silly grandson, as if he had expected. He put down the things in his hand, smiled and said, "Miyin, you're coming. Come on, sit down and talk."

Nangong Miyin sat down according to the meaning of Nangong Wantang, just looking at his face full of doubts. She couldn't guess what happened to the grandfather who didn't care about her before and suddenly looked for herself.

"I'm afraid there's something else about Yunshuang and the three of them besieging you in the back garden that day?" Nangong Wantang continued to say with a smile, and there was no reproach on his face.

Hearing this, Nangong Miyin's face turned cold. When she kept thinking about this countermeasure, she still said quietly, "I don't understand what Grandpa said..."

"Ha ha, Miyin. Don't be nervous. Since those three people are dead, it can only be said that they are unlucky when they meet the prince. I just want you to understand that in this huge family, there are still people looking at you!" Nangong Wantang picked up the teacup and took a sip. He said leisurely, looking at Nangong Miyin's eyes were full of appreciation.

Nangong Miyin just responded faintly, "Miyin knows, please don't worry." She vaguely felt that it was not that easy for her grandfather to come to her.

"Bear by the way, Miyin, our Tianlu Kingdom will hold a triennial alchemy conference in a while. At that time, I want you to let the young generation of our Nangong family go to watch it, okay?" Nangong Wantang's words turned around.

"Alchemy Conference?" Nangong Miin searched in her memory, but there was no gain, so she had to ask doubtfully.

"It's the alchemy conference. I'll let you know the arrangements at that time."

"Okay." Although Nangong Miyin was a little confused, she didn't care too much, so she answered lightly.

"Then I'll go first." Then Nangong Miyin got up and motioned slightly to Nangong Wantang, then opened the door and left.

A helpless and faint smile appeared on Nangong Wantang's old face, but he muttered, "This child is really like me when I was young."

Nangong Miin came out of Nangong Wantang's room when she first walked to the front yard of Nangong's house. As soon as the crowd in the yard saw her, they immediately caused a noise. The chattering made her happy face appear a haze, and her expression slowly became cold.

"Isn't this Nangong Miyin? Why is she still here? I heard that Nangong Xuanyue, the first person in the big room, was challenging her in the back mountain at this time!"

"Yes, why is she here? She is not afraid of Nangong Xuanyue, so she doesn't dare to hide here, does she?

"You said, if she really fights with Nangong Xuanyue, who will be more powerful?"

"Idiot, it's needless to say... Of course... Nangong Xuanyue!"

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All kinds of voices kept coming into Nangong Miin's ears, and most of them were not optimistic about him. It's okay to be said by one person, but if you are pointed at by a group of people, even a clay figurine will have to be a little angry. What's more, Nangong Miin's temper is not easy to provoke.

Hearing this, Nangong Miyin broke out. There was a murderous atmosphere in her eyes, and she stared at everyone in the yard angrily. At the same time, the huge purple Xuanqi burst out, like a hurricane in place.

In an all moment, everyone present stared at each other. Look at me and I look at you, and it was surprisingly quiet. Even some timid legs began to tremble slightly.

This is the strong man. He is angry and moves, and he is angry and everyone is not shocked.

"What did you say? Do you dare to say it again? Nangong Miyin's voice was extremely cold. At this moment, she lost a lot of good feelings for the whole Nangong family. I have been bullied since I crossed over from the beginning. Now I am still being bullied after so long. Do these people really think that their natural soft persimmons are so easy to pinch?

Unfortunately, the noisy and lively courtyard just now was quiet and could not be quiet at this time, and even the sound of leaves falling to the ground by the wind could be heard.

There were Nangong Ziyu and Nangong Suyu, who turned a blind eye to Nangong Suyu on the shore when they were bullied as soon as they crossed over, but at this time, they were even more afraid of being arrogant, and they deliberately or unintentionally covered their faces with the crowd for fear of being recognized by Nangong Miyin.

"Well, let's see what you can do? Do you only bully the weak and only say bad things about others behind their backs? Nangong Miyin stared at everyone present indifferently. At this moment, she felt that their faces were so hateful and disgusting.

Just as she was about to leave, Xiaocha gasped and ran over from another yard. She didn't realize anything about the scene. She ran to the front of Nangong Miyin and said breathlessly, "Miss, Miss Nangong Xuanyue is waiting for you in the back mountain? Many people know it, and what's more hateful is that they all say that you dare not fight when you escape. I argued with them, and they beat me.

Nangong Miyin suddenly saw a palm-like red print on Xiaocha's face.

"Who did it?" Nangong Miyin's voice at this time must have a feeling of falling into an ice cellar at this time. She touched the red seal on Xiaocha's face mixed with anger and heartache.

"No...No. It was I who accidentally hit Miss Xuanyue's slap..." Xiaocha dodged a little. Maybe the red mark was still hot and painful and could not be touched.

"Go..." Nangong Miyin dropped a word, raised her foot and walked in the direction of the back mountain.

The little tea in the back hurriedly followed, and some of the people who were still talking sarcastic words just now also quietly followed. It has always been lively and popular, which is what many people like to watch, especially the many women in the Nangong family.

When Nangong Miin came to the back mountain, the scene was indeed more lively than in the middle courtyard. Nangong Xuanyue was standing in the middle of an open space at this time, quietly closing her eyes and recuperating, which made people feel that she had a master demeanor.

"Miss, slow down. Are you really going to fight with her?" Xiaocha followed and said worriedly.

"I'm not interested in duels or anything. But she shouldn't have hit you..." Nangong Miyin gritted her teeth and looked solemn. This moved the little tea that followed her very much, but she didn't know what to say, so she could only bite her lips and follow her young lady tightly.

"Nangong Xuanyue, what on earth do you want to do? Why do you make small tea? Nangong Miyin squeezed out the congested crowd, jumped in front of Nangong Xuanyue and gave her a blow.