The return of the king of Douluo Continent

Chapter 602: Wanting to play with his life

After Chu Yuyan finished speaking, everyone was confused.

Especially Tang San, he must not have expected that Chu Yuyan would say such things, would he be kind to her? Even if it did happen before, it has already been reported.

After Nangong Changfeng heard this, he was immediately confused, and then he laughed and said: "It seems that this boy from the Pulse Forging Realm is very capable!"

"Nangong Changfeng, if you laugh at Tang San again, I ask you to leave the back garden and go back to your general's mansion!" Chu Yuyan said very straightforwardly.

Nangong Changfeng is the young general of the General Mansion. His father is Nangong Xing, the general of the Mingyue Empire. In Mingyue City, only the royal family can eliminate him.

"Yu Yan, I didn't expect that as an outsider, you would actually talk to me in this tone?" Nangong Changfeng smiled, but in his heart he was even more angry with Tang San. He really wanted to kill Tang San now!

Chu Yuyan glanced at Nangong Changfeng coldly and said: "Don't call me Yuyan, please pay attention to the young general."

Chu Yuqiu immediately smiled bitterly. There was nothing he could do about this sister.

"Yu Yan, in a few days it will be the wedding day. You will marry into the general's mansion soon. Is it right for me to call you that?"

Nangong Changfeng looked at Chu Yuyan with a hint of selfishness in his eyes, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye. Except for Tang San, no one else noticed at all.

Chu Yuyan was angry. She didn't even look at Nangong Changfeng and said, "Who said I was going to marry into the general's mansion?"

"Do you still think that the young masters of the three major families can surpass me, Nangong Changfeng? I just fixed those short-sighted guys, and they had no chance at all!" Nangong Changfeng said in a very excited tone.

Chu Yu smiled sweetly and said: "Besides the three major families, there is still one person, and he will definitely beat you!"

As soon as Chu Yuyan finished speaking, the air suddenly stopped. Nangong Changfeng was stunned. After a while, he laughed loudly: "Among the younger generation in Mingyue City, I, Nangong Changfeng, cannot be said to be the first-class, but I am definitely one of the outstanding ones." People who can beat me are extremely rare in the first row. But for those people who have nothing to do with marrying, what qualifications do they have to compare with me, Nangong Changfeng!"

But Chu Yuyan was not interested in him, and she had no intention of getting married at all.

Therefore, expecting this, Chu Yuyan looked at Chu Yuqiu and said seriously: "I will not marry!"

After saying that, she actually walked to Tang San's side, held Tang San's arm, and said: "He can beat you Nangong Changfeng!"

Tang San was shocked, and hurriedly got rid of Chu Yuyan's hand holding her, and cursed in his heart: "This princess is deliberately making things difficult for him!"

Han Yiyi looked at Tang San with a blank look on her face, while Chu Yuqiu and Nangong Changfeng looked at Chu Yuyan in disbelief.

What they saw was that Chu Yuyan was holding a stranger's arm in front of them, very intimately, and full of nonsense.

"Yuyan, stop talking nonsense!"

Chu Yuqiu raised his eyebrows and scolded Chu Yuyan, but he also knew in his heart that his sister had no intention of marrying as a wife. She had no interest in the young masters of the three major families or the young general Nangong Changfeng.

However, this is not something she can decide at all. The power of the royal family can only be compared with that of the three major families. There is no one who is stronger and who is weaker. However, compared with each other, the royal family is too chaotic, and it is so chaotic that it makes people feel nervous.

And Chu Yuyan is the best person to stabilize this turmoil. To be precise, she is just a chess piece and has no right to choose independently.

Although Emperor Chu doted on her, he had to take into account the safety of the royal family.

Therefore, Chu Yuyan must marry, even if she doesn’t want to marry!

Chu Yuyan looked determined, and she said to Chu Yuqiu: "Isn't it about a martial arts competition to recruit a bride?

The final winner is the best candidate. In this case, let Tang San also participate. I think he will definitely win! "

Chu Yuyan's words contained many meanings.

Nangong Changfeng was angry. His status was comparable to that of the prince Chu Yuqiu. Even if he got angry in front of Chu Yuqiu, no one here would dare to say an inappropriate word.

"Yu Yan, do you mean that you would rather marry an outsider, even if the outsider in this place is only a waste at the fifth level of the Pulse Forging Realm, than marry me, a young general?"

After Nangong Changfeng finished speaking, Tang San chuckled. If he could endure it, maybe Nangong Changfeng really felt that he was superior to Tang San.

"Major General Nangong Changfeng, you are a waste when you say something to the left, and a waste when you say something to the right. Do you think you are much stronger than me?"

Tang San took a step forward and faced Nangong Changfeng. At this time, he was very quiet, looking into Nangong Changfeng's eyes without any emotion or anger.

His emotional control is so ideal that it makes people feel chilling.

Chu Yuqiu meowed Tang San for a long time, and he was actually a little shocked in his heart. This Tang San, in terms of his character, was not an ordinary person.

When Nangong Changfeng heard Tang San's rhetorical question, he smiled instead of being angry, but this laughter was filled with a lot of coldness. The next second, he didn't say anything, and with a wave of his hand, a spear with gray light flashed directly. In his hands.

The long gun was surrounded by gray light, and a powerful aura wandered around the gun body. The gun's light was dazzling and powerful.

This gun is a heaven-level spiritual weapon!

Nangong Changfeng moved his hand, and the spear suddenly pointed at Tang San's throat. A cold light flashed, everyone was surprised.

"I have the Hunyuan Gun in my hand, and I can kill you with one shot!" Nangong Changfeng's tone was cold, and his conversation was full of murderous intent.

"You!" Chu Yuyan looked angry, but Han Yiyi was just about to take action, but was restrained by Tang San.

Tang San still had a quiet expression on his face, and his expression remained unchanged when the Hunyuan Spear was pointed at his throat.

Nangong Changfeng shouted coldly and said: "Yuyan actually wants this kid to participate in the martial arts contest to find a bride, so that's up to her. But I'm afraid that this kid will die in the Colosseum before he even goes to the martial arts contest to find a bride. "

"Colosseum?" Chu Yuyan's expression became a little anxious. She said to Chu Yuqiu: "Tang San is the person I recommended. According to the rules, he can participate in the competition to find a bride without moving to the Colosseum!"

Tang San stood behind Chu Yuyan and whispered: "I didn't say that I wanted to participate in the martial arts competition to find a bride. I said that I don't have feelings for you either."

"You!" Chu Yuyan said angrily, "I don't care. You must participate, otherwise you will not be able to leave the palace. Besides, if you win the martial arts competition, I will let my brother give you the Jinxuan Warrant." !”

Tang San looked stunned, did this princess also want to play with his life?

Nangong Changfeng chuckled and said: "Can an outsider directly participate in the contest to recruit a bride just by being elected by the princess?

Princess, don’t forget, he is just a Pulse Forging Realm warrior and is not qualified to participate in the competition. Letting him transfer to the Colosseum is already giving him a huge opportunity. If he doesn’t dare, he should hurry up and join the competition. Get out of the palace to avoid being embarrassed here! "

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