Surprise! This son of God is actually a villain

The two of them were so busy that they had to face each other.

Nan Xueqing stared at the front, her fingers pinched into her palm unconsciously, blood slowly seeped out, but she seemed not to notice.

The person next to her noticed her abnormality and called out worriedly: "Xueqing?"

Nan Xueqing suddenly came back to her senses, and a far-fetched smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

The man comforted her: "Don't be sad, with your ability, you will be the first next time."

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God's Son Hall

The space suddenly produced a slight fluctuation, Nan Xunran looked up lightly, and saw Nan Yao sitting gracefully in the air, with a few subtle ripples under her body.

Her long skirt fell like a waterfall, extending to the ground, and every inch of it was flowing with gorgeous luster.

Nan Xunran called out: "Eighth Elder."

Nan Yao stood up lightly and walked down from mid-air.

The falling skirt seemed to have a spirit, winding around her slender waist, turning into a skirt that just covered her legs, showing her graceful figure.

"Xiao Ran." Nan Yao opened her red lips slightly, and her voice was gentle.

Nan Xunran's eyes were cold, and he asked calmly: "Eighth Elder, what are you doing here?"

Nan Yao waved her jade hand lightly, and said coquettishly: "Oh, I haven't seen you for a long time, so you don't allow me to come and see you?"

Nan Xunran just looked at her quietly, with deep eyes.

Seeing this, Nan Yao waved her hands helplessly, her expression suddenly became solemn, and she said seriously: "We have found the location of the burial ground."

Nan Xunran paused slightly when she heard this, and then asked in a calm tone: "Who does father plan to send?"

Nan Yao's eyes moved, and she said in a delicate voice: "Me, plus three ancestors and several elders."

After that, she looked at Nan Xunran with a full gaze, and said: "Xiaoran, do you want to go with me?"

The burial ground can be said to be an extremely dangerous place. An ancestor of the Yin family once died there.

In this place, those with high cultivation may not be able to come out safely, and those with low cultivation may not die.

There was once a cultivator in the supernatural realm who came out of the burial ground alive, but he had no memory of what he experienced there, as if it was erased.

Rumor has it that there is a mysterious existence in the burial ground that is superior to the Immortal Emperor.

Nan Xunran nodded slightly and said, "Okay."

Nan Yao smiled sweetly and said softly, "We are here to protect you, so you don't have to worry at all."

Nan Xunran raised the corners of her lips slightly when she heard this.

Nan Yao waved her slender hand and said, "Let's go. We still have to discuss the selection of the ancestors and elders."

Nan Xunran nodded lightly with a faint expression.

Nan Yao turned back again, her beautiful eyes full of affection: "Xiao Ran, we will leave for the burial site in two days."

Nan Xunran replied softly, "Yes."

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Two days later

Burial site

Everyone's eyes were all cast towards the lake. A circle of people surrounded it from a distance. They were all sent by other families to investigate the situation.

The Nan family had no intention of being low-key this time, but even if they were so high-profile, other families did not dare to force their way in.

Those who came to investigate only watched from a distance and did not dare to get close at all.

Nan Yao frowned slightly, and her green onion-like fingers gently rested between her eyebrows, wondering: "The burial ground is under this water?"

The elder looked solemn, and slowly said: "The bottom of the water is just a connecting passage to the burial ground."

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at a person who looked like a little girl.

She was floating lightly in the air, and whispered to Nan Xunran: "Xiao Ran, take these."

As she spoke, she stuffed a bunch of magic tools into his hands, and her hands were busy all the time, "No one knows the situation in the burial ground, just in case, prepare more magic tools."

Nan Xunran nodded slightly, his sleeves fluttered in the breeze, and he took it calmly.

Seeing Nan Xunran taking the magic weapon, the elder looked at Nan Gui respectfully, bowed slightly, and asked in a low voice: "Fourth Ancestor, when do we enter?"

Nan Gui cast his eyes on Nan Xunran and asked in a gentle voice: "Xiao Ran, when do we enter?"

Nan Xunran raised his sleeves lightly and said in a light tone: "Immediately."

Behind the two of them, Nan Qingyuan smiled, raised his hand and took out a pile of pills, emitting a faint halo, and said softly: "Xiao Ran, take it."

Nan Xunran slightly turned sideways and reached out to take it.

At this moment, a man with a strong smell of alcohol staggered over.

He walked unsteadily and his body was crooked. He handed Nan Xunran a few slightly old magic weapons and said vaguely: "Ran'er, make do with it, these are all I have."

Nan Gui frowned slightly, and said with a hint of disdain: "Old Fifth, you are really good at giving away these few things."

Nan Feng shook his body, and his loose clothes swayed with it. He replied nonchalantly: "Why should I be embarrassed? Ran'er is so powerful, why would he care about my meager things."

Nan Qingyuan narrowed her beautiful eyes and chuckled: "Fifth Brother, did you take all your magic tools to exchange for spiritual wine from Jingyi Hall?"