The Evil King's Overlord: The First Daughter Is Too Arrogant

Chapter 7 Clearing the Portal
Under the cherry blossom tree, Su Wanqing stood with a smile.This is where the play should reach its climax.

As expected, Su Chenru has reached the peak of anger.

"You wicked girl, I have to clean up the house for my father today!" The anger that Su Chenru had suppressed just now came out at this moment, as if he wanted to burn everything up.

As he said that, blue spiritual power flowed out from his fingertips, carrying majestic momentum and murderous aura.The anger of the Patriarch of the Su family and the attack of a spiritual sage are not things that Su Wanqing, a novice with no spiritual power, can easily resist.

Su Wanqing's pupils shrank, and she clenched the silver whip tightly in her hand. She really didn't expect Su Chenru to be so easily angered, no wonder she would be eaten to death by the second lady.

"What a father, Wanqing has seen him."

Facing the oncoming blue spiritual power, Su Wanqing felt powerless to herself for the first time, and then slowly closed her eyes.

But the imaginable pain did not appear, Su Wanqing only felt her body lighten, and she passed by the spiritual power attack. She even clearly felt the sharpness of the spiritual power that just passed by her side, and then a burst of fragrance wafted out of her nose. Come, there is a little familiarity in the strangeness, which makes people feel extremely at ease.

"Young Master Nangong." A panicked and unbelievable voice sounded in Su Wanqing's ears.

When Su Wanqing opened her eyes again, she saw that everyone was stunned in place, their faces full of horror and disbelief.

That eye-catching person who cannot be ignored is standing in front of them in such a real way.

Even if the Su family can be regarded as a famous noble family in the imperial capital, the lord in front of him is almost a legendary existence, how could he visit the Su residence twice in a row.Su Chenru looked at Nangong Chenxi holding Su Wanqing's hand, and his face became more and more unhappy.Countless thoughts appeared in my mind for a while, but in the end I dismissed them one by one.

Su Wanqing turned around and stared at Nangong Chenxi who was still dressed in purple, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.Being able to rescue himself from that old fox Su Chenru so easily, it seems that his spiritual power should not be underestimated.

"Is everything okay?" Nangong Chenxi raised his eyebrows and asked lightly.

Such an understatement also affected the hearts of everyone present. The rumored Young Master Nangong was cold-blooded and ruthless, with extraordinary means.But how could he know this trash who doesn't leave the house in front of him, and the relationship seems to be extraordinary.

"What do you think?" The corners of Su Wanqing's mouth curled up slightly, she didn't look like she was wandering around the line of life and death just now, but looked more energetic.The thrill and bloodiness of the previous life once again inspired Su Wanqing's fighting spirit, and a bloodthirsty light flashed in her eyes.

Nangong Chenxi smiled lightly, then swept across Su Chenru who was frightened, the corners of his mouth became wider and wider, "Not bad."

The conversation between the two as if there was no one else present, completely ignoring the fact that there was a Patriarch of the Su family standing next to him, made Su Chenru extremely embarrassed, but he dared not speak because of the presence of Nangong Chenxi.

Although the courtyard is small, the elegance of the man in the center makes the small courtyard brighter.

Su Chenru tidied up the corners of his clothes, put on a respectful expression, and said, "I don't know what advice you can give me when the young master of Nangong comes here?" His tone was as respectful as he wanted, completely different from the vicious one just now who wanted to kill a girl. Not an average person.

The moment the voice fell, the air pressure in the courtyard began to drop crazily, and the cold and deadly breath continued to emanate, like the despair gushing out of hell, eroding people's minds bit by bit.

(End of this chapter)