The Good Fortune Training System of Shrouding the Sky

The criminal master's face was extremely ugly, but under such circumstances he had to answer the words. After all, Nanming hadn't said anything politely, and he still had room for change.

"Bastard, whoever reported it at this time, let me investigate thoroughly. It was originally just a joke and misunderstanding, and it almost caused a big conflict."

The criminal master gritted his teeth and roared angrily. Nan Mingwan said that he had misunderstood, so he could only follow the reason.

If it wasn't for a misunderstanding, then maybe who was found.

"It turned out to be a misunderstanding, so I'm relieved. Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, Wan'er will leave."

Nan Mingwan gave a deep salute, smiled slightly, and said to Shui Jiantian: "Master Shui, practice the meditation spell more, you are too angry."

After finishing speaking, Nan Ming walked away gracefully, Shui Jiantian rushed to his heart, couldn't hold back the blood in his heart anymore, spewed out with a puff, and then fell straight to the ground.

The criminal master hugged Shui Jiantian to heal his wounds, and avoided the embarrassment that followed.

Shui Jianji woke up Shui Zhiwen, then respectfully helped Guanshi Huang up, and solemnly apologized: "Old Huang, I have surprised you, and I promise this will never happen again."

Shui Jianji, as the daughter of a noble family, was so humble, Guanshi Huang was also flattered, and hurriedly expressed her gratitude.

Everyone's favor towards Shui Jianji once again soared to a new height.

For a long time after this incident, people talked about Shui Jianji's benevolence and corporal courtesy, and Shui Jiantian's dull and mean.

Of course, there are also Murong Chuan's nonsense, and the profound righteousness of Nanming Saintess.

Except for Shui Jiantian, a clown, and Murong Chuan, a goddamn slugger, it was almost a win-win situation.

That night, all major forces submitted a report on the incident.

Some aristocratic families took it as a joke, some aristocratic families were lost in thought, and some aristocratic families became interested.

Among them, the most powerful Tianting, Ye Mo, the strongest of the new generation, held several reports in his hand and frowned for a long time.

"Being good friends with Zi Luoyan, being good friends with Shui Jianji, and being intimate with Fengyue, it's fine if they surpass the average friendship between men and women, after all, they have lived and died together.

But he can still invite the demon spirit saintess, which is a bit interesting.

There is also Liuying, the saint of the evil cult, who is also his fiancée, and his network is not small.

The spies of the Feng family also said that he was an ancient holy body who once fought against a hundred, but why do I hate him and not have the intimacy of being the same holy body? "

While listening for a while, on another island, Lin Tianshuang looked at the sky full of stars, thinking about something in his mind.

He was not present at today's trial, and the reason was very simple. He didn't want to get involved in the Shui family's infighting, so he could only wait for the final result.

The other islands are busy, and even the forces that didn't pay attention at first are collecting clues as much as possible at the moment.

It seems that this ordinary internal movement has completely aroused the interest of these big shots.

Other forces are surging, but there are only three forces, the Zi Family, the Feng Family, and the Holy Land of Demon Spirits.

It is by nature that the Zi family doesn't care. The Zi family never cares about the affairs of other families. As long as it endangers the Zi family, they will use force to speak out.

It's easier for the Feng family not to care, because no one knows what's going on outside except Feng Feiluan and Lord Nine Peaks.

The most incredible force is the Holy Land of Demon Spirits who participated in it during the day, they are also surprisingly quiet.

It seemed that what happened during the day was just an accident, without any deliberate elements in it.

Luoxing Island, the residence of the Holy Land of Demon Spirits, is inside a gorgeous palace.

The old man who scolded the secret whistle during the day was standing respectfully in front of Nan Mingwan, and said helplessly: "My lord, it is really unwise to intervene in the internal struggle of the Shui family this time."

"Uncle Gong, you are worrying too much, Shui Jianji is definitely the strongest contender for Patriarch.

You have always taught me that no matter what I do, as long as I see it right, I will never miss a chance.

This time my instinct told me that I must seize this opportunity, otherwise I will regret it for the rest of my life. "

Uncle Gong's servant's posture was very low, Nan Mingwan still respectfully returned the salute, it seemed that the person in front of her was not the servant, but the elder she had admired for a long time.

"Shui Jianji has no support, but Shui Jiantian has the support of the head of the Shui family. Shui Jianji's chances of winning are extremely low. How do you determine that she is the strongest competitor?"

Uncle Gong asked persistently, Nan Mingwan smiled brightly, and explained: "There is no support, no supporters, and the whole family is ostracized, why can she be in charge of the reception work this time.

Facing the heroes of the world, entertaining the leaders of the three holy places and the top ten families is a great honor and achievement. Can a little girl with no power participate?
Just like the people who participated in the birthday banquet of the ancestor of the Shui family this time, they are not leaders among the major forces, are they qualified to represent their respective forces to attend?

And that Murong Chuan, who is as shrewd as a ghost, even if he blatantly participated in the internal struggle of the Shui family, he is so ostentatious and confident, so there is no one to rely on?

Uncle Gong, you are old, and your thinking is too old-fashioned.The new generation has begun to rise, and we can no longer be intimidated. "

Nan Mingwan spoke eloquently, Uncle Gong respectfully frowned and thought.Maybe he is really old, and even the major forces are frantically collecting information tonight, but he didn't think of a reason.

All the major forces were moving undercurrents, but on the island where the Patriarch of the Shui family was located, the sound of crackling and smashing things could be heard endlessly.

Shui Jiantian suffered such a loss, he was slapped in the face in public, and even stabbed by a woman he admired.

He was humiliated in front of the monks all over the world, and was beaten and reprimanded by the head of the family when he returned home. He was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, so he could only smash things crazily.

Although the Patriarch of the Shui family is not so crazy, he is not much stronger than Shui Jiantian.

The carefully arranged bureau was broken just like that, and it broke without warning.

After combining a lot of information, a person's name appeared in front of people from the lineage of the Patriarch.

"This Murong Chuan was once summoned by the patriarch, and he is also close friends with Shui Jianji, and he can even hook up with the demon saint.

Such a very important person, such crucial information, why did it only collect it now!

Does the Ministry of Intelligence have nothing to eat!What am I raising you for? Do you embarrass me! "

The information jade slip was slammed by the patriarch, and the five important members of the family bowed their heads in silence, daring to look directly into the patriarch's eyes.

Everyone thought that they didn't take Shui Jianji seriously after squeezing Shui Jianji away, and who would collect information on her friends again.

Everyone was silent, the Patriarch of the Shui family picked up another piece of jade slip and slammed it down, and said angrily at the same time: "There is also Zi Luoyan from the Zi family, and Feng Feiluan from the Shui family!

Zi Luoyan visited Zidi's tomb together with her, and it was understandable that they could establish a deep friendship, and Feng Feiluan established a relationship with her.

Starting today, I will try my best to collect the resumes of Shui Jianji and her friends, and at the same time find out the information of all the people related to her.

Shui Jianji is no longer insignificant, she is a strong contender for the next head of the family, and we are the ones who can be squeezed out if we are not careful! "

The Patriarch of the Shui family jumped from his beard in anger, and the rest remained silent for a while before someone dared to ask in a low voice:
"What about Murong Chuan, don't..."

The man's face was sullen, and while speaking, he put his hands around his neck and made a gesture of cutting his throat!

"Fart! Murong Chuan is on the cusp, and now that he has a problem, we are the first to suspect it!

No matter how many connections he has, he is still just a casual cultivator with no background or sect. After the ancestor's birthday is over, he still can't do whatever he wants! "

The Patriarch of the Shui Family slapped the table again to reprimand him, then sat back on his seat, and ordered: "Tomorrow is the compensation ceremony, all of you should pay close attention to me, so as not to make any mistakes.

Jiantian doesn't go out recently, let him reflect on it. "

After all, the Patriarch of the Shui family waved his hand, which was considered to be the end of this lecture.

The owner of the Shui family is named Shui Batian, a very domineering and capable direct descendant of the Shui family, and the oldest princeling of the Shui family.

Because his grandfather is the head of the house, his grandfather's grandfather is also the head of the house, and his grandfather's grandfather's grandfather is also the head of the house.

It has been passed down to him from his ancestors for five generations.Even the current ancestor has a close blood relationship with him, and it can even be said to be a direct blood relative.

The patriarch passed down to his generation, and he absolutely did not allow it to be passed on to other direct descendants, but God did not give him a suitable opportunity.

Shui Batian's talent is extremely high, even if he tried his best to suppress his cultivation, he has reached the stage where he can step down from the position of Patriarch and enter the secret realm of Shui Family to practice with peace of mind.

But his time is very embarrassing, the son generation is not mature, the grandchildren have not grown up yet, only such a young son is not bad.

He is still young, and some things are not smooth enough to handle, but Shui Batian has no choice but to forcefully help him to the top.

On this matter, Shui Batian asked the ancestor for instructions, and the ancestor had no objection at all, so he thought it was a certainty.

When seeing Shui Jianji's strong rise, Shui Batian finally understood the intention of the ancestor.

You Sheng Lue Tai, a strong Patriarch, can lead the Shui Family to prosper.If you want to be the head of the family, you have to rely on your ability to earn and grab it.

Shui Batian, like other tribesmen, thought he would be able to catch it, but the ending was a bit unexpected.

Shui Batian has a lot of thoughts, but at this moment, he can only suppress them and think about tomorrow's compensation ceremony with all his strength.

It was the highlight of the ancestor's birthday, and it was also an opportunity to gain more support from the Shui family, and even a chance to demonstrate the prestige of the Shui family.

Shui Batian fell into deep thought, while Murong Chuan and Fengyue on Crescent Bay were heartless singing to wine.

Fengyue finally fully saw the process of how a person would vomit blood from anger.

She had heard before that Murong Chuan had miraculous powers, but he vomited three liters of blood in a monk's spirit.

Yuzhong has suffered, Jiang Qiancheng has suffered, she has never seen it with her own eyes, and now her wish has finally been fulfilled.

"Damn it, you are the most bastard, shameless, and shameless hooligan I have ever seen in my life. There is no one, and there is no prefix condition."

Fengyue was carrying the jug, teasing drunkenly, Murong Chuan leaned on the ridge of the roof, looked at the sky full of stars and said with a smirk:
"Come on, we're all the same, you just don't have the brains I need, or you're much worse than me."

"Hey, you're mentally ill, you're far worse than me. If it were me, I would never get involved in the infighting of the Jinshui family, let alone provoke the people of the Zi family.

What the hell are you, it's good, not only to slap the face of the Patriarch of the Shui family in public, but also to publicly discredit the Zi family tomorrow, don't you think your life is too long? "