Chapter 129 One is born every 1 years

Martial arts has reached her level, both speed and reaction are hundreds of times faster than ordinary people.

Even illness is rare, let alone confusion, it is simply impossible.

Nan Xiyin wiped away her tears, and asked with hazy eyes: "Really?"

"Of course it's true, come and hug me."

Nan Mocheng looked at Nan Wanyan, and did not refuse this time, and handed Nan Xiyin to Nan Wanyan.

Nan Xiyin successfully climbed into Nan Wanyan's arms, smiled broadly, and kissed Nan Wanyan on the face.

Nanmo City instantly felt bad all over.

Eat and drink with her, the little guy has never kissed him.

In my heart: my face is covered with saliva, I don't care about it.

"Concubine Mei."

Nanmocheng shouted two words, Nan Wanyan stared at Nanmocheng, "What's wrong?"

After staring at Nan Wanyan, she regretted it again. Sikong is unreliable. Should she have a better attitude towards this dog emperor who controls life and death.

In her previous life, she was a young lady from an aristocratic family. Although her seniority was different, the age difference between her and Nan Xiyin was only a few years.

Two people were selected as the next Patriarch with the most potential to inherit at the same time.

In order to complete the family assessment, they worked together as takeaways, delivered couriers, and joined the top secret service team, all kinds of devil-style training, and completed many almost impossible tasks.

From the lowest to the highest, they've been through it all.

Nan Xiyin forgot, but Nan Wanyan remembered it clearly.

She is better than Nan Xiyin at things like observing words and demeanor, and flattering people.

Nan Mocheng's face turned gloomy for a second. She is his concubine. Call her, what else do you need?
If it wasn't for her fear of her strength, Nan Mocheng swore that even if Nan Xiyin hated him for the rest of her life, he would have executed Mei Youqing on the spot.

No one can challenge his imperial power, and no one can despise him.

What's more, he was a person who dared to openly say that he killed the king and seized the throne in front of the queen guard and his face.

"you………"

After thinking through the pros and cons, Nan Wanyan turned over the pages of a book without waiting for Nanmocheng to get angry, and immediately put on a sweet smile, "Dad, what's the matter? Call me something?"

Nanmo City: "????"

The baby's father?

Nan Mocheng said that it was the first time he heard this kind of name, it was kind of friendly, what's going on?

"It's okay, I'll take you back to the palace." Nanmocheng was very grateful for Nan Wanyan's sudden respect.

"No need, the concubine knows the way, just go back by yourself."

"Yes, yes, father, Wo and concubine mother can just go back by themselves, you are usually so busy, go get busy." Nan Xiyin interrupted.

With mother and concubine, she just didn't want her father to follow her, but she didn't dare to say so.

Nan Mocheng pursed his thin and sexy lips, he couldn't tell what he was thinking, and he didn't leave.

After walking a few more steps, Nan Mocheng rubbed his forehead and glanced at Nan Wanyan's wrist, "Concubine Mei, can I have a look at this bracelet?"

"what?"

Borrow a bracelet?
Are you kidding me?
What's the difference between that and borrowing your head.

"No loan."

Nanmo City: "..."

Sure enough, the good attitude just now was his illusion.

Nan Xiyin thought of something, and said with a smile: "Father, I know where there are bracelets, they are exactly the same, there are many, many, if Father likes, I can take Father to look for them."

Nan Wanyan: "????"

no……

How precious is this god-level bracelet.

According to Sikong, it takes an average of 1 years for a god-level system to be born in the interstellar world.

How could there be many, many? ? ?

(End of this chapter)

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