Chapter: 3930

Nan Shisan, Dao Fu and the others looked pale.

"Who are you?" A circle appeared on Nan Shisan's right hand, as if he was about to fight.

"Black White House, nameless."

The person who came was a man in his thirties, with a slightly fat body, and his face and legs were well-proportioned, but his belly was a bit fat.

Taking another look, there was a wine gourd pinned to this guy's waist, and after saying a word, he picked it up and took two big mouthfuls.

As soon as the three words "Black and White House" were uttered, the audience was in an uproar.

Including Nan Shisan, all of them had a slightly dignified expression.

The person in front of him had similar strength to himself.

The Black White House really needs to be afraid of three points.

Nan Shisan looked at Wuming.

"belch."

Wuming hiccupped, and there was a trace of drunkenness in his eyes. He pointed to Ziyan's side:

"They, I've secured it, do you want to fight me?"

call......

finally come.

Zhang Guangyou, Chen Changqing, the God of War of the Chen family, etc. all breathed a sigh of relief.

The situation just now was too dangerous.

As for Zi Yan, her eyes were suddenly hazy, as if she had just lost a few seconds of memory.

But she also knew what happened before, her eyes were cold.

In my heart, I was extremely disgusted with Nan Shisan.

Why can't I practice?

Zi Yan lowered her head slightly and glanced at her palm.

As the world of martial arts becomes more and more high-end, some problems will appear.

Although my husband is powerful, he is not invincible now, and he has no skills at all, so there are always times when he can't take care of him.

If you are strong, you can protect these people.

He said that he is very powerful, is he just coaxing people?

Inexplicably, Zi Yan felt a little lost and depressed.

"What are you? How dare you speak boldly to me?" Nan Shisan was as imposing as anyone, and said in a serious tone, "The battle between Fengxue Pavilion and Tianxia Mountain is a battle between two forces. The master of Fengxue Pavilion, Nanfeng, is I am the third prince of Fengxue Palace in Kunlun Immortal Realm, and now I am here on behalf of Fengxue Palace, is your Black White House representing Tianxia Mountain?"

"I represent myself. I don't care about the small world sect's affairs, but today, I will protect them." Wuming took another sip of wine: "If you don't agree, let's fight."

Nan Shisan's face darkened, and just as he was about to say something, Lang Fan who was beside him said something to him via sound transmission.