Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

Nangong Ming suddenly felt a chill running down his spine. He turned around and saw Feng Qingran and Feng Jingyue sitting on the swing chairs, looking down at him.

Nangong Ming's face was extremely ugly.

The two of them appeared quietly, without any fluctuation in power.

Why is this happening?

He had explored them before, but they were not as strong as him.

Did they get any special opportunities there?

Let them become powerful all of a sudden, so that they can tear apart the space without leaking their breath?

Nangong Ming knew that there was a secret realm that was slightly different from the time in the outside world.

Even though he has only been waiting here for a few days, thousands of years may have passed inside.

In this way, it proves even more how precious the things in the secret realm are.

Nangong Ming's heart overflowed with greed. At his level, ordinary treasures could no longer be valued.

Ordinary treasures have no effect on him.

Only the precious treasures in the ancient secret realm can improve his cultivation.

And any small secret realm with a time and space difference is a secret realm that is very suitable for him.

Nangong Ming stared at Feng Qingran and Feng Jingyue. When his eyes fell on Feng Qingran's face, his expression suddenly changed. Why was Feng Qingran so similar to the Lord Tianyue?

Could it be!

Is Feng Qingran the bloodline of Lord Tianyue?

Thinking of this possibility, Nangong Ming became more afraid of Feng Qingran, and at the same time, he had murderous intention towards Feng Qingran in his heart.

If Feng Qingran was really that person's bloodline, leaving her out would be a source of endless trouble.

Even though he got a lot of treasures from the Zhenshen Clan.

Used to improve cultivation.

But he is also self-aware.

His strength is far inferior to that of Lord Tianyue.

"You're not looking for me? I'm already here, why don't you say anything?" Feng Qingran said with a innocent smile.

The real ancestor of the Nangong family has a slightly mixed aura.

The path of becoming a saint is also very wrong.

His current realm is above that of a saint, but judging from the strength around him, it's just that his realm has gone up, but his strength has not.

He may not be able to defeat Baili Yuanmo who is in the saint realm.

Although Baili Yuanmo's aura is equally mixed, his path to enlightenment is slightly more orthodox.

"Who are you?" Nangong Ming asked.

"I am Feng Qingran, and my mother is Feng Qingwu." A sharp light flashed in Feng Qingran's eyes, and a smile appeared on the corners of her lips.

Nangong Ming was shocked and asked uncertainly: "Is your mother the former Lord of Heaven, Feng Qingwu?"

Feng Qingran nodded affirmatively, "Yes, that's her. You fought against her. At that time, the entire Nangong family was against her, right?"

Feng Qingran spoke calmly.

But Nangong Ming heard a chill.

Sure enough, his guess back then was right. Feng Qingwu did not really die, otherwise there would be no Feng Qingran.

Moreover, before Feng Qingwu's death in the God Realm, there was no news that she was pregnant.

Feng Qingran must have died after Feng Qingwu faked his death.

Nangong Ming stabilized his mind and did not let himself get confused, "It was just that we had different positions back then, and we were each on one side. It was not as serious as you said. Has your mother come to heaven this time too?"

"Not coming." Feng Qingran said.

When Nangong Ming heard this, his anxious heart suddenly relaxed.

Soon, Nangong Ming realized something was wrong. Feng Qingran was Feng Qingwu's child and looked like the God of Heaven and Moon.

So she is still the bloodline of Lord Tianyue!

Nangong Ming suddenly recalled the look in Tianyue Shenzun's eyes back then, as if he was about to be delayed.

Nangong Ming looked at Feng Qingran without words. If he had known that Feng Qingwu and Tianyue Divine Lord were secretly cheating on Chen Cang, he would never have gone against Feng Qingwu!

"Well, Miss Feng Qingran, your mother and I are not mortal enemies. Our battle at that time was really just about different stances. I did not kill her, and her death had nothing to do with me." Nangong Ming explained.

Feng Qingran said that Feng Qingwu didn't come, but he didn't say that Tianyue didn't come.

He didn't believe that Tianyue dared to let Feng Qingran enter the sky.

"It's okay to have different positions. You have pushed my mother to that point. How can you have the same position?" Feng Qingran murmured softly.

She has no idea what happened to her mother in heaven.

But she could get a glimpse of Zhu Qiang's attitude towards her.

Therefore, she needs Nangong Ming to tell God what happened back then, even if it is half truth and half lie.

Nangong Ming is already above the realm of a saint, and it is difficult to use prying methods anymore.

It is even more unsuitable to use the Soul Searching Technique.

If a being like him were to forcefully search for souls, it would probably be counterproductive.

"Miss Feng Qingran, after your mother became the Lord of Heaven, I have been in seclusion and have no communication with her. If you don't believe me, you can go out and ask other disciples of the Nangong family." Nangong Ming said.

"Really? When the eight of you joined forces with my mother, did you really not do anything at all? Or were you just adding fuel to the flames behind the scenes?" Feng Qingran asked.

Nangong Ming's face froze, and Feng Qingran was right.

But Nangong Ming is also smart, otherwise he would not be alive until now.

He noticed that Feng Qingran seemed to be just testing him. There was coldness towards him in her eyes, but there was no deep hatred.

Nangong Ming couldn't help but guess, did Feng Qingran just want to hear something from him?

Since Feng Qingran knew so little about it, he wouldn't be so nervous and get into trouble.

Nangong Ming didn't know why Feng Qingwu didn't tell Feng Qingran about God, but it was better this way.

Just gave him some room to operate.

He wanted to find a way to give Feng Qingran an illusory truth.

Feng Qingran preconceived the idea that Feng Qingwu was also wrong about what happened back then.

"Miss Feng Qingran, I will tell you the truth, I was also wrong about what happened back then." Nangong Ming said with a good attitude.

Immediately, he restrained the hidden pressure in his body, and the aura around him became simple.

He actually sat directly on the floor, looking informal.

In this way, Feng Qingran and Feng Jingyue were completely in a high position and could look down on him.

Feng Qingran's almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly. He was indeed an old fox who had survived to this day. A few actions made him look extremely sincere.

Feng Qingran remained silent, staring at Nangong Ming with confusion on his face, "I still don't know your name?"

"Nangong Ming, the thirteenth head of the Nangong family, has resigned long ago and has completely stopped asking about the affairs of the Nangong family." Nangong Ming said frankly.

"Since you don't care about the Nangong family's affairs, why are you still hiding in the Nangong family's ancestral land?" Feng Qingran asked pretending to be confused.

Better than acting, right?

She wants to see how Nangong Ming acts?

He had not been involved in world affairs for so long, and he was already full of loopholes when he opened his mouth.

Nangong Ming was momentarily stuck. Feng Qingran was really ignorant and could ask such a question.

Nangong Ming also reacted very quickly, saying: "When I fought with your mother, I was seriously injured. I thought I was going to die, so I stayed here, waiting for my death..."