Through the nine days of skyrocketing

It's just... Nan Wei tilted her head.

Before he left just now, his soul consciousness went to the study for a while.Apart from Nan Bingli, there were really two other people inside, one tall and the other short, and Nan Bingli clearly cast a sideways glance.

After all, as a person who is only one step away from Jindan, it is impossible to hide what happened outside the door from him.

I'm afraid Nan Wei's father is well aware of what Nan Fei has done, but he has never reacted from the beginning to the end, and he probably has plans to follow the trend.

Hmph, Nan Wei didn't bother to pay attention to the truth. Now that he saw a boy with a group of maids suddenly appearing in front of him, he felt a little impatient.

"Nan Wei!"

Because Nan Wei's soul consciousness was still in the study, looking at Nan Bingli and those two people, being interrupted by Nan Fei, he couldn't watch anymore.

Looking lazily at Nan Fei, Nan Wei critically looked up and down the boy's face, thinking: Compared with your father, your appearance is really far behind.

It's just because her predecessor, Nan Bingli, was really Mei Ziyi.

When Nan Wei's soul consciousness sneaked in, Nan Bingli was sitting in an armchair and never stood up, but it still made people feel that this person was tall and straight, and he had a very elegant demeanor.

That face is even more handsome, with eyebrows flying into the temples, peach blossom eyes slightly raised, straight nose, full lips smiling.

Seeing Nan Bingli's appearance, Nan Wei suddenly realized: No wonder Yanmao told him that his mother had secretly agreed with him.

It's a pity that Nan Wei had to withdraw his soul consciousness before Nan Fei had time to see the appearance of the other two clearly because Nan Fei jumped out to block the way.

Thinking of this, coupled with the boy's arrogant nostrils, it is really hard for Nan Wei to break up with him.

He buried his face in Yanmao's arms, only showing a timid expression.

This greatly pleased Nan Fei, and the boy who actually had a handsome face laughed very heartily: "Nan Wei, you'd better not go see your father."

Nan Wei remained motionless.

Nan Fei continued: "Let me tell you, just you, a sick bastard who looks like you're about to lose your head, it's impossible for Dad to value you, and it's impossible for Dad to have a good impression of you. It's not like Dad doesn't have a son, Dad has my brother , with me, what are you compared to us! You'd better stay obediently in your broken yard and don't come out to obstruct your father's eyes!"

In short, he said a series of crackling words, and the central idea was that compared to him, Nan Wei is just dust in the mud. It is absolutely impossible for Nan Bingli to treat Nan Wei as his son, and then take a group of people to wait and leave.

Nan Wei: ...Damn it!

He was shaking his soul consciousness over again, trying to see clearly the two people who were in Nan Bingli's study just now, but who would have thought that those two people had already left at some point!

Nan Wei unhappily glanced at Nan Fei who was going away, and thought maliciously in her heart: This Nan Fei's mother is clearly a great beauty, how could she give birth to Nan Fei neither like a father nor a mother? ?Could it be that a green cloud covered Nan Bingli's head?

Yan Momo didn't know what Nan Wei was thinking about. Seeing his eyes drooping slightly, she just thought he was sad, and quickly patted him on the back: "Brother, don't listen to his nonsense, the master is always your father, how could it be possible?" Doesn't he treat you like a son? It's just that Mrs. Wu, relying on her clever means and the master's busy schedule, always tries to keep the master from seeing you. The relationship between people always needs to be deepened through dealing with each other. Master never sees you, even if you want to be intimate, it's hard."

Nan Wei hummed: "Mommy, I understand."

Even if Nanny Yan didn't say anything, he would not do anything to destroy the relationship between Nan Bingli and Nan Wei, even if there was only a thin layer of relationship left, which could be broken at the first touch.After all, he is a descendant of the Nan family. Before his health is well and his plan has not started, he still has to rely on many people here.

Nanny Yan led Nan Wei to the backyard along the way. When they were about to reach the gate of the front yard, there was a burst of noise.

Nan Wei glanced at it, and found that the main gate of this mansion was unexpectedly opened, and there was a steward standing on the steps, directing other people to carry a lot of boxes and cages in.

"What are you doing?" Nan Wei looked at Madam Yan curiously.

Nanny Yan approached very consciously, and found a familiar woman to inquire about.

The deterrent power of the seventh level of Qi Refining is still very effective for ordinary servants, so the woman told her: "Someone from the clan came to borrow it."

Yan Momo asked again: "Do you know who it is?"

The woman seemed to be very regretful: "I only said that he is the master's nephew, but it doesn't look like this, hey, who knows!"

Momo Yan chatted with her a few more words before taking Nan Wei away.

Nan Wei recalled the continuous stream of boxes and cages, and also felt that what the woman said was right, the identity of the person who came to borrow here should not be simple.

You must know that the Nan family has always taken root in Fengcheng, but compared to the direct branch he is currently in, no side branch can have such a big ostentation.

Nan Wei felt quite unfamiliar with the wood that made the box and cage, and finally realized that it was very likely that he had seen it in the classics of the Destiny Demon Sect, and it was called "Rolling Dragon Wood".

If it is really a rolling dragon wood, it will be terrible!

At least Nan Wei never saw it with her own eyes even once in her whole life!

Nan Wei sighed again: This trip was worthwhile.

When she returned to her own yard, Nan Wei continued with the arrangement of the past few days: drinking antidote, soaking antidote soup, punching... it went on and on again and again, without the slightest intention of caring about other people's affairs.

And just as he expected, the next day, Nanny Yan said regretfully: "Master went out again, and I heard that he went to Beidi, and there were some changes in the business with the Hu people."

Nan Wei was soaking naked in the medicinal soup in the wooden barrel, and he focused on using his soul consciousness to guide the medicinal power all over his body. He pretended he didn't hear it, and the nanny didn't need his response anyway.

After all the medicinal power was absorbed and the Osmanthus osmanthus picked it up and wiped it dry, Nan Wei felt it and was very relieved.

This era is full of vitality, but the potency of medicinal materials is much better than I imagined!

Now that it's only been the fifth time, the poison all over his body is almost clean. I'm afraid it won't take seven or eight times like he said that day, and it will be over once again.

Nan Wei didn't mean to abuse herself at all, it would be great if she could avoid being tortured by pain for a while.

In the early morning of the second day, Nan Wei was still the same as usual, only when the color of a fish maw was slightly exposed on the horizon, he got up, ran to the best-lit position in the yard, put on a posture, and started punching.

Every morning, the purple qi comes from the east, and the vitality is pure. Compared with the mixed vitality during the day, it is more beneficial to Nan Wei.

After punching, Nan Wei just stopped when he heard the rustling sound of cloth behind him.

Looking back, it was a child of seven or eight years old, who was imitating the boxing technique he just punched, and used it one by one.

Then the child blinked his big black eyes: "Little brother, you punch really well, and you feel so comfortable after punching."

Nan Wei: ...

Who is this child?

Nan Wei had never seen it in the mansion before, and searched through the memories of his predecessor, but there was no answer.

The only possibility is that this child is the person who lived in the mansion that he saw that day.

And the opponent is really not simple. Although Nan Wei's body training boxing is a basic and popular boxing technique ten thousand years later, there are not all monks who know this boxing technique in the Daluo Spiritual World, but look at it. It can be typed out exactly one time, and even the smallest details of the beginning and end are not neglected...

It can be seen how terrifying the child's understanding is!

Then Nan Wei said unhappily: "Who is the little brother, I am Nan Wei!"

Although he thought from the bottom of his heart that this child was really good-looking, with picturesque eyebrows, white skin like jade, and black and bright eyes——but the title of "little brother" was enough to wake Nan Wei from his beauty.

The child smiled slightly: "Brother Nan Wei, my name is Nan Heng!"

Nan Wei quit: "How do you know that you are older than me!"

Nan Heng glanced at him.

This look was so easy to understand, Nan Wei was even more unhappy: "I'm seven years old!"

Nan Heng was taken aback: "Are you seven years old?" He compared Bi Nanwei's current height, "But you are about the same as when I was four years old."

Nan Wei: ...If it takes another two days in the morning, I won't be four years old yet!

Nan Heng said again: "But I am still older than you, I will be eight soon!"

Nan Wei glanced at him, but said nothing.

Nan Heng leaned closer and moved his nose: "This smell really came from you, brother Nan Wei."

Nan Wei took a step back: "What are you doing?"

Nan Heng's eyes lit up: "Brother Nan Wei, you smell so delicious, it smells delicious!"

Nan Wei glanced at him suspiciously: Is this person actually in the form of a monster?

Nan Heng was thinking, while muttering to himself: "...What kind of fragrance is it? Sesame rice cake? Crab roe bun? Lianbai crushed?"

Hearing that he announced the names of dozens of kinds of food in one go, Nan Wei couldn't help putting aside the image of the Mozong Venerable, and rolled her eyes to the sky.

"Mammy," he called.

Yan Momo came over and was not surprised to see Nan Heng: "This young master is..."

Nan Heng struggled to recover from the delicious food, and smiled sweetly: "Hi, Mammy, I'm Nan Heng."

Nan Wei said: "It's the one who borrowed."

Nan Heng turned to look at him: "Well, brother Wei is right, I'm temporarily staying at your residence."

Nan Wei: ... Presumptuous!Who allowed you to remove the last name!

Nan Wei said: "Mommy, take him out."

Yan Momo hesitated a little: "Brother?"

Nan Wei said, "Mother Yan."

Nanny Yan hugged Nan Heng: "Master Nan Heng, I'll take you out."

Nan Heng didn't want to leave: "Brother Wei, I..."

But when he saw Nan Wei's round eyes staring at him, all the rest of his words flew to some unknown place. He swallowed, and while being carried out of the hospital by Nanny Yan, he was thinking wildly: Brother Wei must be because I didn't bring him I'm so angry when it's delicious...

The author has something to say: Nan Wei: What are you thinking!This deity is not a greedy child like you!