Reborn as a Transcendent

Nangong Nun walked out of the elevator, her body was filled with the breath of strangers, her face was full of ice, but after leaving for two days, there was a wild cat who shot at his own Xiaoyao. It was really awful!

This feeling is like you are desperately hitting the wild outside, but the other person quietly ran and stole all the things in the house, which was simply annoying!

At the same time, Nangong Yu had some guilt in her heart. Because of Ye Feng's affairs, she ran outside the customs. She went there for two days. She didn't care much about her Xiaoyao during this time.

"Xiao Yao, my aunt will protect you!" Nangong Yan's eyes gradually became colder and her steps became heavier. She has made up her mind to throw the wild cat out severely. No, you must be fierce before throwing it out. Slam her down!

Let her see the gap and make her completely desperate!

"Xiaoxue, come on." Nangong whispered softly when he came to Presidential Suite No. 1.

Chen Xue nodded and kicked out, rushing into the wind, and opened the luxury door.

Nangong Yu stepped out, entered the suite with a cold face, and when she saw Luo Shuiyao on the sofa, she shouted, "Xiao Yao, I don't agree with you!"

The sound of decision was abnormal and full of courage.

Immediately, her eyes turned to the other person on the sofa: "You ..."

Before the words are finished, Nangong Yu is like a petrified magic, the whole person becomes stiffer than the stone statue.

"Nangong Aunt, what do you want to say to me?" Although Ye Feng accidentally arrived at Nangong Aunt, she didn't care too much, and her news here would be known to her sooner or later.

Luo Shuiyao's face was inexplicable. What kind of nerves did the little aunt have to enter the door and say something that was not clear.

This is not usually the case. Isn't that a few days?

If you think about it, you find that it is not.

Luo Shuiyao tilted her head slightly, and was about to speak, and she saw that the little aunt who had just turned into a stone just now was crisp.

People are crisp, and their voices are crisp.

"Princess ~"

Immediately, he rushed forward and sat next to Ye Feng, his eyes shone, and clouds appeared on his face, and his voice was crisp and soft: "I finally saw you ~"

Who is this?

Luo Shuiyao was sweating in a waterfall. Where did the wise and capable little aunt go?

How could my little aunt be so soft! ?

"Princess ~" I thought it was a wild cat hooking up with Xiaoyao of his own family. I never thought it was a princess, ah, today is a good day! Nangong Yan could not help but think.

She doesn't think the princess has any special relationship with her own Xiaoyao, because the princess is so holy, so extraordinary, she is a fairy who does not eat the fireworks on earth!

Instantly, she made up for the encounter between Luo Shuiyao and the princess, and the fairy of the dog blood saved the beauty, and the story of the beautiful lady's revenge quickly played in her mind.

However, she really made up for her brain.

At least, Ye Feng really saved Luo Shuiyao. As for gratitude, he just borrowed a place to live.

"Princess, many people are looking for you right now. Why don't you come home with me, my house is safe!" Nangong Yan's eyes will soon become heart-shaped, and the whole person will almost stick Ye Feng.

Looking at such an aunt, Luo Shuiyao was speechless for a while, and her previous image was ruined.

"No, I live here for the time being." Ye Feng refused decisively, and she didn't need any protection, let alone Nangongyu was Xiangzhuang Wujian, which meant Pei Gong.

That's right, her purpose is to be my perfect and flawless body!

"This way, then I live here too!" Nangong replied, in fact, she had expected that Ye Feng would not agree, so strong, so perfect princess, how could she accept the protection of others!

Since the princess is unwilling, I secretly protect her!

Nangong Yan secretly said.

"Just whatever you want." Ye Feng said indifferently, anyway, for the time being, there is no way to recover the male body, not afraid of another identity exposure.

"That's great!" Nangong Yan frowned, a pretty face smiling like Xia Hua.

Luo Shuiyao: ...

Riceland, New Jinshan, Small Sword Club Headquarters.

"You said, your brother was wiped out by a leaf?" The middle-aged man in the Tang suit holding a cup of tea was sitting quietly in the spacious hall, decorated with antique furniture.

He has a Chinese-style face, a healthy body and no whiteness, and his eyes are as sharp as eagle eyes.

"Yes, Lord Hong!" Wen Zihao bent down, respectfully.

In front of the Chinese, he can be prestigious and domineering, but in the face of this middle-aged man, he is afraid to breathe.

The middle-aged person is named Hong Fu, the leader of the Small Sword Society, and also a master of inner strength!

"Flying flowers and leaves can hurt people. This person is also at least a master of energy. How could your brother get into such a character?"

Hong Fu took a sip of tea, and his expression didn't change much. A master of inner strength, he didn't put it in his eyes at all.

"I don't know about this either." His brother was killed because of playing games, and he was killed after seeking revenge in reality.

It's so shameful to say that!

"Anyway, Wen Shao is also an expatriate cadre of our Little Sword Society. Since the other party provokes our Little Sword Society, there is only a dead end."

After a pause, Hong Fu lowered his tea cup and looked to the right, standing there was a strong man, wearing a beige kung fu uniform, about 25 years old, a blond man.

"Migao, you and Zihao go to Huaxia and get the other person's head back."

His voice was indifferent, as if talking about a very ordinary thing.

"Yes, Master!" Mi Gao bent down and clenched his fists, as if there was a faint ripple in the air.

Hearing that the dragon head sent a master-level man like Michael and himself to Huaxia, Wen Zihao was a joy in his heart, and then a cold light came out of his eyes: [Princess], your death is coming! I will use your human head to sacrifice the sky!

Huaxia, Roselle Hotel.

The three chatted for a while, and Ye Fengxie's sleeping insects struck, and everyone went back to their rooms to sleep.

The next day, Ye Feng, wearing pajamas, slowly opened her eyes, and felt some incoordination in the confusion, but couldn't tell where it was inconsistent.

She lifted the quilt, got up lazily, and came to the bathroom.

The moment he saw the mirror, Ye Feng's face was full of joy: "I'm back! Wait ... what's going on with my voice !?"

Immediately afterwards, she touched her throat with fair hands and made a trembling sound.

"It's getting smaller ..."