Chapter 476: A Grieving Little Thing!

Jimo Ya embraced her in his arms, and pressed her soft body against his chest, and there was a strange electric current.

This annoying little thing!

At this moment, Yu Yi and Mo Si suddenly realized that something was wrong, "Young master, we are surrounded by ants."

"Young master, the ball is spinning fast... No, there is a trap!"

...

As soon as the voice fell, the place where they were located suddenly collapsed.

No wonder Mo Wu's imprint was lost here. It is possible that Mo Wu had already fallen here.

The scope of this trap is so large and deep enough that the guards all fell out of sight in an instant.

Jimo Ya and Huan Qingyan fell straight down together, he held Huan Qingyan with one hand under his arm, "Xiaoyan, don't be afraid."

A Qiankun pen appeared in one hand, the tip of the pen was sharp and glowing, like a hard dagger.

Jimo Ya used it and swished upwards...

Huan Qingyan is a foolish and bold person. Not only is she not afraid, but she also thinks that Jimo Ya is playing exciting games with her, making her giggle...

Suddenly, Jimo Ya felt the weight of Huan Qingyan under his armpit suddenly increased, he was caught off guard for a moment, and was pulled down several meters.

He looked down, and saw that Huan Qingyan had somehow pulled the chain of the ball, and the ball was spinning rapidly, and this heavy force came from it.

"Uncle, Qiuqiu wanted to run away, but I caught it." Huan's voice was full of beauty and treasure.

Seeing the ball spinning at high speed, Jimo Ya suddenly gave up the idea of ​​jumping up, and simply followed the ball down to see what happened.

He vaguely felt that there was a powerful formation here, and it would take a lot of trouble to break it. This ball might be a shortcut.

So, he hugged Huan Qingyan tightly, turned her body up, and he was at the bottom below, falling with the ball...

***

Nangong family.

Nangong Beichen was imprisoned in the family's back mountain and locked up in confinement.

Just two days after he was locked up, someone came to see him.

This is a shriveled and thin old man, who has already entered the age of dying, and his cultivation level is only that of a mysterious spirit master.

It was Nan Gongming, the patriarch of the Nangong family.

"Beichen, do you realize your mistake?" There was a little helplessness in the majestic voice.

"I know it! I know it so deeply!"

Nangong Beichen nodded again and again, intending to fool the old patriarch first, let him out before talking.

"Old patriarch, let me out quickly! I have an assessment to prepare for the Canglang Academy recently, and I have to go back to the academy to review..."

Nangongming shook his head and sighed, "Beichen, you are the most handsome person among the juniors in our Nangong family, why are you always so dandy and behave inappropriately, alas!"

Nangong Beichen looked innocent, "There is nothing I can do about my natural personality! Old patriarch, I just like beauties, I like freshness, and I can't sink down. Don't expect too much from me, treat me as a good person!" Cultivate seedlings! Maybe one day I see a beauty, and I will run away with her, and let you down."

These words made Nangong Ming very angry!

The old patriarch yelled, "Xiaochen! Your character should also be changed. Are you still angry about your mother hanging herself when you were a child? Your father just took a concubine. Your mother can't think about it. Why? Can you blame your father?"

Nangong Beichen looked indifferent, "I don't blame my father, just take a beautiful concubine, men like beauties, I inherited and carried forward my father's good habits, I love beauties, the more the more the more Alright, in the future, Xiaochen will bring ten or eight beauties back to give the old patriarch a palm and show my father a look, then forget about Lin Feifei, she is too ugly and not worthy of me..."