Chapter 128

The two of them were very close, and the two of them were very close.

Wei Yan looked at Nan Xunran with reluctance in her eyes. She took a small step forward and asked softly, "Are you leaving now?"

Nan Xunran nodded slightly.

Wei Yan pursed her lips and took out an exquisite but cold bone umbrella from behind. There seemed to be a wisp of yin energy lingering on the umbrella.

She held the umbrella with both hands and looked up and said, "This bone umbrella is made of the bones of thousands of strong men. It can instantly freeze enemies within a certain range, and the umbrella bones can also be turned into sharp blades."

After that, she extended her hands forward again, her eyes were fiery, "Please accept it."

Nan Xunran glanced at the bone umbrella, frowned slightly, and shook his head gently.

Wei Yan had expected Nan Xunran would not accept it. She paused for a moment, bit her lip, and said, "If you don't accept it, I will announce to the public that you are my fiancé."

As soon as she said this, her cheeks flushed and her eyes flickered. She didn't dare to look directly at Nan Xunran.

Nan Xunran heard this and fixed his eyes on Wei Yan.

After a moment, Nan Xunran slowly stretched out his slender hand and took the bone umbrella from Wei Yan.

Seeing this, Wei Yan was secretly delighted. Great, he accepted it!

The corners of her mouth rose unconsciously, and the arc was like a crescent moon, and her eyes were shining with joy.

Nan Xunran opened his lips gently and said, "Goodbye."

Then he flashed and disappeared from Wei Yan's sight in an instant, leaving only a breeze gently blowing Wei Yan's hair.

Wei Yan looked at the direction where he disappeared and stood for a long time.

After a long while, she gently closed her eyes, turned around, and her expression became serious. She thought to herself that it was time for her to go and take care of the Xunfeng Cavalry.

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Nan Family Branch

Nan Xunran slowly walked towards the place where the Four Priests were.

He was tall and his sleeves fluttered in the wind, as if he was walking on the breeze.

When everyone saw his figure from afar, there was a commotion.

Everyone hurriedly tidied their clothes, bowed and saluted, and shouted in unison: "Lord Son of God!"

Nan Xunran looked calm and nodded slightly.

"Why did the Son of God come to the branch?" Someone couldn't help but whispered.

"Looking at this direction, it should be the Four Priests." Another person also speculated in a low voice.

At this moment, a disciple from the Four Worshipers lineage in the crowd disappeared instantly and went back to report to Nan Fu as quickly as possible: "Master, the Son of God is here!"

Inside the house, Nan Fu was sitting leisurely. Hearing this, he suddenly jumped up from the chair, and his movement was so big that he knocked over the teacup beside him.

He screamed: "What?!"

Then he shouted anxiously: "Hurry up and let everyone go out to welcome the Son of God!"

"Yes!" The disciple responded and left quickly again.

A moment later, Nan Xunran's figure appeared at the door, with a tall and graceful figure.

Everyone stood outside the door respectfully and shouted in unison: "Lord Son of God!"

Nan Xunran's eyes were calm, just looking at them quietly, without speaking.

Everyone was nervous and did not dare to get up.

A moment later, a gentle breeze blew gently, and an invisible big hand slowly lifted them up, and everyone stood up carefully.

Nan Xunran walked into the hall calmly.

Nan Fu walked up to him with a flattering look on his face, poured a cup of tea skillfully, and asked softly, "Son of God, what are you doing here this time?"

Nan Xunran glanced sideways and said two words lightly, "Yao Nian."

Nan Fu's body shook violently. This name was like a sharp dagger, instantly piercing his heart.

Yao Nian! It was this woman who killed his son with her own hands!

He tried his best to calm down and said in a tense voice, "...Son of God, why did you mention her?"

He thought uneasily, could it be that the bad things his son did were discovered?

Nan Xunran waved his hand gently, and the others understood and retreated in an orderly manner.

Nan Xunran looked calm and said slowly, "Do you know the Bi'an Hall?"

Nan Fu nodded hurriedly and replied, "Yes, it's a well-known assassin organization in the Holy Land."

Nan Xunran said in a cold tone, "The head of the Bi'an Hall is Yao Nian."

Nan Fu was shocked when he heard it and blurted out, "What? That woman Yao Nian is not dead?!"

As soon as he said it, he realized his misconduct and quickly covered his mouth. Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he knew he had said something wrong.

Nan Xunran said lightly, as if he was talking about an insignificant matter, "It's time to change the head of your lineage."

Nan Fu's face turned pale in an instant, and cold sweat dripped down.

He fell to his knees with a plop, almost begging: "Sir, please don't do this!"

"I will definitely get rid of that woman myself to make up for my mistake, and I will never let her endanger the Nan family!" Nan Fu's hands trembled as he spoke, and his eyes were full of panic.

Nan Xunran said nothing, and the air around him seemed to solidify, so heavy that it was almost impossible to breathe.