Urban Omnipotent Son-in-law

C1977 If You Can't Bear It



C1977 If You Can't Bear It

1To be honest, after breaking through, Mo Nan only knew that he was very strong, but he had no idea how strong he was.    
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He probably only knew that no one below the Martial God Realm was his match.    

    

Among the Martial Gods, those who did not grasp the power of the Great Dao might be able to fight it out.    

    

However, he only felt a sense of realism after stepping over Lou Gui.    

    

So, this young master is so awesome!    

    

What great clan medicinal Proud Son of Heaven, in front of him, it was also just a matter of one foot. If one foot wasn't enough, then two feet. It should be that no one would be able to withstand it.    

    

"Be humble, you must be humble. You must know that there are Hillmen outside the mountain. In this day and age, even a big boss who is not careful can be defeated..."    

    

Mo Nan's face was red as he reminded himself in his heart.    

    

It was just that this small matter was comparable to what he was going to do today. He didn't even need to put it in his heart. With a smile, he walked towards Nangong Shuo.    

    

Just looking at him smile made Nangong Shuo's heart thump. He frowned and said,    

    

"Are you here to look for me?"    

    

"Mmm!"    

    

"Yes," Mo Nan said.    

    

If I didn't look for you, there wouldn't even be a ghost in this desolate mountain wilderness. Why would I come here?    

    

"Then tell me, why are you looking for me?"    

    

Nangong Shuo put away the complicated look on his face. Gradually, he accepted his fate and didn't want to compare himself with Mo Nan anymore.    

    

Just as Liao Fann said.    

    

This guy was a freak. He couldn't be judged by common sense.    

    

Initially, he did not believe it, so he liked to compete with old rascal. As for now, it did not matter anymore...    

    

He was a normal person, why did he have to go against a monster?    

    

He didn't know that Nangong Shuo was comforting him in his heart. If he knew, Mo Nan would pat him on the shoulder sympathetically.    

    

"That's right. It's good that you can see through it. In other words, you are the freak. Your whole family is the freak!"    

    

Mo Nan, who did not know anything, only rolled his eyes. He came closer and asked with a smile on his face.    

    

"Well, I just want to ask where Mu Wuyuv lives in the School of Taoism."    

    

Nangong Shuo subconsciously frowned and tried to avoid it. When he heard Mo Nan ask about Mu Wuyuv, he immediately understood. He sneered.    

    

"You have taken a fancy to her?"    

    

Mo Nan immediately admitted it.    

    

Nangong Shuo rolled his eyes. Compared to his usual attitude towards the former, he seemed more casual and relaxed.    

    

"Are you crazy?"    

    

"Those who cultivate the Supreme Dao have long forgotten about the cold and warmth of human nature. The higher one's realm is, the more indifferent one's reaction to emotions will be. They will only act according to right and wrong..."    

    

"I admit that woman is very beautiful, but even you do not have any hope. Otherwise, I do know a few female Proud Son of Heavens who have a good relationship. If you are afraid that you might not be able to endure it for the next ten years, I can introduce them to you privately."    

    

"I thank you!"    

    

Mo Nan rolled his eyes and gritted his teeth.    

    

old rascal did not expect Nangong Shuo to think for him.    

    

But why did it sound so awkward when it came out of this guy's mouth?    

    

Could it be that this young master is such a dirty person in your eyes?    

    

He was too lazy to care about Nangong Shuo's good intentions. Mo Nan said in a bad mood,    

    

"Just tell me where Mu Wuyuv lives. You don't have to worry about the rest."    

    

Nangong Shuo was helpless.    

    

After that, he could only tell Mu Wuyuv where she lived in detail.    

    

However, as he spoke, his heart was filled with malice. He really wanted to see old rascal's appearance when he was humiliated in the future...    

    

"Thanks!"    

    

After greeting and asking what he wanted to ask, Mo Nan prepared to leave. However, just as he was in the air, he suddenly thought of something. He turned his head and said,    

    

"By the way, forget about Gui Lou. I'm not worried."    

    

"But there are a few Proud Son of Heavens from the big family. You and Chen Jiaang need to be careful. Yao Lu, Hong Dalei, Jiang FengAo, Ji Changming and Nanxuan and Ying Ge..."    

    

In the academy, there was a stone tablet that recorded the ranking of the disciples.    

    

Before Mo Nan came, he took a look. These names were all at the top.    

    

Of course, the reason why there were no names of him, Liao Fann, and the others on it was because the academy hadn't released them yet.    

    

However, putting aside the problem of the academy's changes being delayed,    

    

Ji Changming, Nanxuan, and the others were all people he knew.    

    

Although Mo Nan didn't want to say this, the truth was that Nangong Shuo and the others who had just arrived at the academy, and even Liao Fann, would be in great trouble if they were targeted by Ji Changming and the others.    

    

It wasn't strange for them to lose.    

    

When Nangong Shuo heard this, he subconsciously wanted to frown. He was annoyed, but after calmly thinking about it, he also felt that it wasn't strange. This guy's worry did not come out of nowhere. He could only nod his head.    

    

"I will remember it. I will go to Chen Jiaang's place as soon as possible."    

    

"Alright, I will leave first. I will not disturb your serious cultivation."    

    

Mo Nan let out a sigh of relief. Without saying anything else, he stood up and flew towards Mu Wuyuv's residence.    

    

...    

    

Under Gu Su's tutelage.    

    

Almost at the same time old rascal reminded Nangong Shuo.    

    

"Pfft!"    

    

In the open space, Chen Jiaang held the spear with one hand and half-knelt on the ground with his upper body propped up. However, he endured it and spat out a mouthful of blood.    

    

Around him.    

    

Four figures lay on the ground, unconscious.    

    

They were the four people who had joined Gusu yesterday with Chen Jiaang.    

    

Not far away, Ying Ge, who had a zither floating in the air, stood in front of him. Behind him stood four people. All of them looked at the half-kneeling figure in front of them with a mocking smile on their faces, but they were still persisting.    

    

Compared to them, Ying Ge still retained some respect for his opponent. However, after a short while, he urged:    

    

"Admit defeat."    

    

"There is no point in persisting. If you are waiting for an elder to show up, there is no need. Today, there are many disciples who have made a move, but no elder will show up."    

    

Today was a special day for the Proud Son of Heaven and Chen Jiaang of their family.    

    

As long as no one died, no disciple would be crippled. None of the elders would show up to mediate.    

    

On the contrary, in the eyes of the few elders, it was not a bad thing for them to have a conflict with each other. This way, they would have more motivation to work hard in the future.    

    

However, no matter what Ying Ge said, Chen Jiaang would not let go.    

    

The former gradually lost his patience.    

    

"I will give you one last chance. When I beat you up, and that Liao Fann, I will go and take care of them..."    

    

Liao Fann was the main character of the day. As for Chen Jiaang, he could only be considered an appetizer.    

    

Boom!    

    

However, when he heard "Liao Fann," Chen Jiaang's body released another peerless aura. In the blink of an eye, he forcefully propped up the spear in his hand and stood up again.    

    

"You can't leave!"    

    

Chen Jiaang's face was stiff as he said in a concise manner with an expressionless face.    

    

In the next moment, he rushed out with his spear in his hand.    

    

However, Ying Ge's expression did not change at all. He sighed softly and played the zither beside him...    

    

A dozen breaths later.    

    

"Let's go."    

    

Ying Ge turned around and said to the four people behind him.    

    

The group of people then stood up and flew away.    

    

On the ground, only Chen Jiaang and a few unconscious figures remained where they were. After a long while, a breeze blew over...    

    

"Sigh."    

    

Martial God Gusu squatted down and personally sent the disciples back to their residences to rest and recuperate.    

    


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