Chapter 88 Asking Master Nangong to Punish
This is a portrait with a background of brilliant flowers blooming all over the mountains.
The beautiful Nangong Wan stood among them, holding a bouquet of flowers in her hands, with her eyes closed and a gentle smile on her face.
Her delicate chin was slightly raised and her head was tilted in an arc. The wind blew up her long hair, bringing the fragrance of flowers, and she seemed to be immersed in it.
The soft lines downplayed her coldness and arrogance as a Jindan cultivator, and instead portrayed her as a naive and lively girl.
This completely different style immediately touched Nangong Wan's eyes.
Is this the image of me in his mind?
She was absent-minded for a moment, until the jade bottle placed beside her suddenly rolled to the ground, and Nangong Wan finally woke up as if from a dream.
Rolling up the scroll, she said in a deep voice, "Let Xuanle in!"
"Yes, Master!"
There was a response from outside the door.
After a moment, Xuanle walked in and bowed respectfully: "Disciple Xuanle, meeting Uncle Nangong!"
While lowering his head, he quickly glanced at the fairy-like beauty from the corner of his eye, and a hint of heat flashed in Xuanle's eyes.
Uncle Nangong has never had a Taoist partner. If he can form a pill, then...
There was a glimmer of fantasy in Xuanle's heart.
In fact, he was not unfamiliar with Nangong Wan, because he and Nangong Wan were both disciples of the Yanyue Sect in the same period.
It’s just that others have already formed the Dan, while he is still in the late stage of foundation building.
It would be impossible for Xuan Le to have no thoughts about such a handsome man from the Yanyue Sect.
After all, this is the Yanyue Sect, not a nunnery or temple.
However, the huge gap between the two of them made his thoughts only remain at the brain level.
"What is the name of the disciple from Huangfeng Valley who gave you this thing?" came Nangong Wan's cold voice.
"My dear uncle, this man's name is Ye Changsheng, and he is a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building!" Xuan Le said respectfully.
“The middle stage of foundation building?!” Nangong Wan suddenly exclaimed.
"Yes...Uncle Master, is there any problem?" There was a hint of surprise in Xuan Le's eyes.
Why would Nangong Wan react like this to the cultivation level of a Huangfeng Valley disciple?
Nangong Wan's eyes flickered and she regained her composure.
"Ask him to come over here!" she ordered coldly.
"yes!"
Xuan Le walked out, full of doubts.
"Junior Brother Ye, Uncle Nangong wants to see you!" Xuan Le said to Ye Changsheng with a strange look in his eyes.
Nodding, Ye Changsheng said: "Please lead the way, Senior Brother Xuan!"
Following Xuan Le, they arrived at the palace where Nangong Wan lived.
"Junior brother, please go in. Uncle Nangong is just ahead!" Xuan Le said in a gentle voice.
"Excuse me, Senior Brother Xuan!"
With a faint smile on his face, Ye Changsheng entered the palace under the guidance of the maid at the door.
"The Yanyue Sect really knows how to show off!" Ye Changsheng thought to himself.
"Ye Changsheng, a disciple of the Yellow Maple Valley, greets Senior Nangong!"
Hearing the voice coming from in front of her, Nangong Wan showed a complicated look on her face.
There is an indescribable meaning in his eyes.
But then, it turned cold.
"Ye Changsheng, who asked you to deliver these things? Tell me the truth. If you lie in the slightest, I will punish you severely!" Nangong Wanfeng asked indifferently with her eyes slightly cold.
Asking even though you know the answer.
Ye Changsheng chuckled, raised his head, looked at her pretty face wantonly, and said, "Of course it's a gift from the disciple to Uncle Master!"
“Bold!”
Nangong Wan's face was as cold as ice, and a powerful aura belonging to the Jindan stage was released, covering the entire cave.
"You are just a foundation-building cultivator, and you dare to act so presumptuously in front of me?!"
She stood up, took a step forward, and a powerful pressure came towards Ye Changsheng.
Ye Changsheng smiled and said, "Uncle Master, please calm down for now. I have something here that I would like to ask you to taste!"
As he spoke, Ye Changsheng took out another box from his storage bag.
Nangong Wan's eyes narrowed, her gaze attracted by the box.
As soon as the box was opened, "Swoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh..." several streams of light shot out rapidly and landed on all sides of Nangong Wan's cave.
Those are flags.
"Formation flags? What are you going to do?" Nangong Wan exclaimed. Before she could react, the formation flags had already been inserted at the four corners of the cave.
A formation instantly covered the place.
An expression of shock and anger immediately flashed across Nangong Wan's face. How could she have imagined that Ye Changsheng would actually do such a thing?
With Xin Ruyin's formation, it is not a problem to trap a Jindan cultivator.
Looking at Nangong Wan, who was filled with shock and anger, the smile on Ye Changsheng's face became more intense.
He waved a flag in his hand quickly, and in an instant, ropes condensed from wind power appeared in the formation. They wrapped around Nangong Wan at lightning speed and restrained her.
Nangong Wan's reaction was a little slow . She was subconsciously not on guard against Ye Changsheng.
"What exactly do you want to do?" Nangong Wan's expression became completely cold, and she looked at Ye Changsheng with cold eyes.
If before, she was still immersed in the touch brought by the painting, now she was disheartened.
Such behavior undoubtedly challenged her bottom line.
Using a formation to trap her in her cave was too outrageous.
Nangong Wan stared at Ye Changsheng coldly. If this man was going to do something to hurt her next, then she, Nangong Wan, would not be easily bullied .
Even if it means wasting decades of skills, I must make this person pay the price.
Slowly walking over and standing in front of Nangong Wan, Ye Changsheng smiled softly and said, “Uncle Nangong, what I’m going to do today is not just being unbridled!”
Reaching out his hand and lifting Nangong Wan's delicate chin, Ye Changsheng murmured in front of her shocked and angry eyes , "For some reason, I feel that it makes more sense to call you Grandmaster Nangong. What do you think, Grandmaster?"
As he spoke, Ye Changsheng's hand had already reached in.
Nangong Wan suddenly opened her eyes wide, her beautiful eyes filled with shock, shame and anger.
How dare he?!
"Let me go!"
Nangong Wan struggled violently, her face flushed, and she vaguely guessed what was going to happen next.
"Shh!"
Ye Changsheng leaned close to her ear and smiled softly, "Keep your voice down, Master Nangong, you don't want the disciples outside to hear you, do you?"
Nangong Wan was suddenly startled, and her voice immediately became smaller.
She can't afford to lose this person.
Although her cave has restrictions that make it impossible for sound to be transmitted, who knows whether Ye Changsheng's formation will affect these restrictions?
Nangong Wan didn't dare to gamble.
Slowly walking around behind Nangong Wan, Ye Changsheng's deep and magnetic voice rang out: "Master Nangong, have you seen the painting I gave you?"
"Shut up!" Nangong Wan shouted angrily in shame and anger.
He also lowered his voice.
"Tsk tsk, Master, this attitude is not acceptable!" Ye Changsheng said with a smile.
"Tear~"
A crisp sound was heard.
Ye Changsheng's movements were slow and gentle, and he was not in a hurry to give Master Nangong a fatal blow.
Although this formation can only trap a Jindan cultivator for a short period of time, Ye Changsheng is not in a hurry.
Take your time!
"Master Nangong, didn't you say you would punish me severely?"
"Now, disciple requests punishment from Master Nangong!" Ye Changsheng's voice sounded in Nangong Wan's ears like the whisper of a devil.
