v2 Chapter 954： Playing with big day (1/2)

Attic room.

Tang Manqing stared, just stared, as if lost.

It was also at this moment that she finally understood why this person seemed to be leisurely and relaxed, and he didn't put anyone in his eyes, as if he didn't seem to take anything seriously.

Previously, she always thought that this guy was bluffing. With the rules of the villa, she knew that Peng Jia didn't dare to do it, so she dared to be so arrogant.

Now she realized that it was all she thought.

This person was not a bluff from the beginning, but was really fearless, and really did not take it seriously, and he really didn't take everyone seriously.

indeed.

How can a person who is not at all affected by the dual powers of nature's colorful spirit and the bright sun and the law of the day?

How could a person who broke the hearts of everyone in the audience with a prestigious applause?

now.

Tang Manqing wanted to laugh, laughing at his ignorance.

Such a mysterious, unknown, and powerful man, himself ... even suspected that he had lost his cultivation, mental disorder?

But she couldn't figure out how a person who is to be cultivated without cultivation, without creation, and who is weak in both spirit and body is not affected by the dual influences of nature and the great light of the sun. Prestige shocks everyone's mind?

Don't understand!

I can't figure it out.

It goes against all the common sense of practice.

Not at all common sense.

She didn't understand and couldn't figure it out.

On the field, Peng Jia did not understand and was more confused.

He stumbled there.

Like a statue, his face is pale, his eyes are glaring and bulging. If he sees a ghost, his body can't help trembling, and his features are somewhat distorted.

Previously, he did not believe and could not accept it.

He still didn't believe it, and still couldn't accept it.

However, many things in this world are not true if you don't believe it, nor will they happen if you cannot accept it.

”Little cub.”

Gu Qingfeng squinted his eyes and looked at Peng Jia, his expression was calm, his tone was plain, without sorrow and joy, without anger and worry, just like chatting, he said faintly: ”You can learn from others by your skill ? ”

opposite.

Peng Jia finally realized that the person in front of him couldn't mess with him.

But it was late.

He wants to run.

But he couldn't move at all.

You don't even feel your physical presence.

why?

do not know.

She was completely shrouded in deep fear, and if she fell into the endless dark abyss, no matter how he struggled, it would be useless, suffocate him, and make him feel despair.

”I am a prince of the Emperor Xian Dynasty and a disciple of Nan Douzong. My parents are both immortals and elders of Nan Douzong. If you ... if you dare to touch me, my parents, Nan Douzong, The immortal won't ... never let you go. ”