"Is this an expert from the Ancient Shura City?"
Xiao Changyun, who was seated in the Lin Family's camp, narrowed his eyes as he watched the two blood-robed experts slowly walk onto the arena.
They wore blood-red robes and emitted a baleful aura. These were the characteristics of the Ancient Shura City's experts. Almost everyone knew them.
The Puppet Sect's expert was a sinister-looking man who was wrapped in a black cloak. His facial expression couldn't be seen clearly, but his scarlet eyes were emitting an eerie radiance as he stared at the two people from the Ancient Shura City, who were standing in the center of the arena.
The corners of Misha's mouth curled up in an exaggerated manner. His hair fluttered in the wind, causing their blood-red robes to flutter.
"Who wants to fight with us?"
Mass said.
His voice was a little hoarse, and it reverberated throughout the entire Sky Mist Square.
"Damn it! Why would the Nangong family invite people from the Ancient Shura City? This doesn't make sense! "
The faces of the people from the Lin and Zhang Families turned ashen. They had thought that they would definitely be able to win, but who would have thought that an expert from the Ancient Shura City would appear out of nowhere?
It seemed that the Lin Family and the Zhang Family were not fated to get the five spots.
However, it was still a good thing for them, as they had already obtained a lot of quotas. Even though they weren't able to obtain those five quotas, it wasn't a big deal. It was just that they didn't have many quotas left after dividing the quotas with the experts of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion and the Puppet Sect.
The Nangong Family still had two quotas that originally belonged to them. This way, the Nangong Family had seven quotas.
Damn it!
This time, the Nangong family had taken the lead!
The experts of the Lin Family and the Zhang Family smashed their fists on the table unwillingly.
The two experts from the Ancient Shura City walked down the stage and returned to the Nangong family's position.
As the battles continued, the allocation of the remaining quotas was quickly completed.
After all the quotas were allocated, the Heavenly Mist City's City Lord walked to the center of the arena and began to announce the final quotas.
The Cloud Sea Secret Realm could be said to be the most important thing in Heavenly Mist City.
These quotas had also become very important.
When the Heavenly Mist City's City Lord announced who the slots belonged to, the entire plaza burst into an uproar.
Creak …
A heavy and ancient voice rang out.
Two clear footsteps slowly resounded through the entire Heavenly Mist Square.
The sound of his footsteps was not loud, but as his footsteps resounded, it caused the clamor in the square to die down.
Gazes after gazes landed on that figure.
"Nangong Wuque?"
"Hiss … Wasn't Nangong Wuque already dead?"
"The successor of the Nangong family? Why is he here … "
After the initial silence, everyone in the square burst into an uproar.
The clamor continued.
The Nangong Family announced to the outside world that Nangong Wuque was seriously injured and on the verge of death. It was precisely because of this that the Nangong Family's two fixed quotas were given to Nangong Xuanhe.
However, Nangong Xuanhe wasn't the true successor. Once the true successor appeared, those two quotas would belong to Nangong Wuque.
Bu Fang and Nangong Wuque weren't intimidated by the clamor around them.
The former was calmness.
Nangong Xuanhe's gaze was fixed on Nangong Xuanhe, and killing intent filled the air.
"Old dog! You didn't expect … that I would appear here, did you? I'm here to collect my debt! "
Nangong Wuque said coldly.
His voice didn't drown out the clamor, but it was clearly transmitted to Nangong Xuanhe's ears.
Everyone looked at him with an odd gaze.
It was really very strange and weird.
Nangong Xuanhe's expression changed. He stood up from his seat and suppressed his aura as he coldly said, "The Nangong Family's quotas have already been allocated. What's left is our family's business. Let's go back and talk about it. Don't disgrace yourself."
The quotas have already been allocated?
Everyone sneered inwardly. They admired Nangong Xuanhe's shamelessness. His skin was really thick.
Bu Fang calmly swept his gaze over the crowd. He didn't show any emotion.
Nangong Wuque raised his finger and pointed at Nangong Xuanhe. He curled up the corners of his mouth and said disdainfully, "Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to allocate those two fixed quotas? "
What qualifications do you have? You are just an old dog who betrayed the Nangong Family.
Family matters? Who the hell wants to talk about family matters with you?
"You little bastard …" Nangong Xuanhe was so angry that his beard trembled. He glared at Nangong Wuque.
He stretched out a finger, which was trembling.
"Don't point at me. I didn't come here to reason with you today. I also didn't come here to discuss family matters with you. I came here to ask for the quotas."
Nangong Wuque said.
As the successor of the Nangong Family, he should have the right to allocate those two quotas. There was no need to doubt it.
No one could doubt it, let alone an old dog like Nangong Xuanhe.
"I have already allocated the quotas for you," Nangong Xuanhe said.
"Who do you think you are? Scram! I want to allocate them myself. How could my Nangong Family's quotas be given to just anyone? "Nangong Wuque raised his chin and said arrogantly.
"You …" Nangong Xuanhe was furious.
However, just as he was about to say something, the members of the Lin and Zhang Families stood up and laughed.
They were really happy.
They didn't expect that Nangong Xuanhe wouldn't kill Nangong Wuque. Wasn't he just digging a hole for himself to jump into? He even buried himself in it.
He wanted to be the master of the Nangong Family without a proper reason?
He was simply a retard.
They naturally wouldn't let go of such an opportunity to step on him.
"Since Master Wuque is still alive, the Nangong Family isn't something that you, Nangong Xuanhe, can decide."
The Lin Family's Patriarch said.
The Zhang Family's Patriarch couldn't help but agree with him.
Nangong Xuanhe was so angry that his whole body trembled. However, he couldn't say anything.
He originally thought that Nangong Wuque would be seriously injured after his second brother died. He thought that it would be impossible for him to appear on the stage.
Everything was going according to plan. However, he didn't consider Nangong Wuque's recovery speed.
"Elder Xuanhe? What do you mean? It turns out that you can't decide the Nangong Family. "Misha squinted his eyes and looked at Nangong Xuanhe.
"I …"
"Don't say anymore. In any case, we are going to take these two quotas. The deal we agreed on has already been completed. If you don't give me these two quotas, the Nangong Family will have to bear the wrath of my Ancient Shura City." Misha glanced at Nangong Xuanhe and sneered.
"I don't care who you are. These two quotas belong to me, Nangong Wuque. I will give them to whoever I want. Why are you trying to interfere? "Nangong Wuque said.
After he finished speaking, he pulled Bu Fang, who was beside him.
"I will now announce that the Nangong Family has two quotas. One belongs to me, and the other belongs to this person."
Bu Fang expressionlessly looked at the crowd and nodded slightly.
"That's right. It's me."
The crowd was dumbfounded. They all vomited blood.
That's right? Who the f * ck are you?!
The sudden change in the situation confused the crowd.
Where did this youth come from? Why was he able to take one of the quotas?
"Are you joking with me?" Misha, who was wearing a blood-red robe, coldly looked at Nangong Wuque.
Nangong Wuque was fearless. He widened his eyes and glared at Misha.
"Why would I joke with you? These two quotas belong to me. Do you have a problem with it? Why would you have a problem with it? "Nangong Wuque was like a scoundrel.
The crowd was somewhat speechless.
Yang Meiji, who was sitting beside Master Xuan Bei, had her eyes lit up. She clenched her fists and her eyes were filled with stars.
"He's too handsome! Young Master Wuque is too handsome! "
Some people recognized Bu Fang and started screaming.
"I recognize him! That youth is the owner of the Multi-Taste Fasting Pill in the Nangong Family's area. That stench … I don't even dare to approach that place. "
"Owner? Is he the owner of that restaurant? "
"That restaurant's owner really has some shady dealings with the Nangong Family. Is he really Nangong Wan's husband? Oh my god! "
…
The exclamations were incessant, rising and falling one after another. The competition for the quota this time was really too exciting.
The Heavenly Mist City's City Lord stood on the stage and announced the ownership of the Nangong Family's two quotas.
They naturally belonged to Nangong Wuque.
Nangong Wuque was indeed the Nangong Family's successor.
Nangong Xuanhe was extremely unwilling and he almost roared in anger.
The Ancient Shura City's expert coldly looked at him and said, "Out of the remaining five quotas, my Ancient Shura City must take two. Otherwise, I will kill you."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, ignoring Nangong Xuanhe's expression.
Nangong Xuanhe's heart ached.
He hated Nangong Wuque even more now.
His hatred for Bu Fang, who had healed Nangong Wuque's injuries, grew even deeper. If he wasn't mistaken, Nangong Wuque's second brother must have been killed by that restaurant's owner.
The fact that Nangong Wuque was able to recover so quickly was definitely related to that restaurant.
Damn it! What kind of joke was that?
Everyone dispersed. The Secret Realm's teleportation would take place at night, so the people who had obtained the quotas went back to make preparations.
They entered the Secret Realm to obtain benefits. It would be best if they could increase their strength.
In the Secret Realm, danger and opportunity coexisted.
"Aiyaya … Nangong Wuque, you are really awe-inspiring. I heard that your Heaven and Earth Obsidian Flame was extracted. Can you still refine elixirs? Oh … It's fine even if you can't refine it. In any case, you will be my brother-in-law in the future. If you need any elixirs, you can look for me. I won't be stingy. If there's soup for me to drink, there will definitely be scraps for you to eat. "
A man wearing a white coat slowly walked over. He had oily hair and a powdered face, and he sneered at Nangong Wuque.
"Mu Chenfeng, you are still so disgusting. With your alchemy skills, the things you refine are like sh * t. I'm afraid that I will become retarded if I eat them." Nangong Wuque glanced at the powdered man and replied in disdain.
"Moreover … A trap like you wants to marry my sister? Do you know that my real brother-in-law is here? "Nangong Wuque raised his head and pulled over Bu Fang, who was standing beside him. The latter's face was filled with confusion.
Mu Chenfeng squinted his eyes and looked at Bu Fang. He chuckled while covering his mouth with his palm.
While laughing, he turned around and walked away.
Bu Fang blinked his eyes. Nangong Wuque couldn't help but look at Bu Fang.
"Old Bu … Is he looking down on you?"
Bu Fang expressionlessly looked at him.
"Oh … You can guess."
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