How stupid.
Seeing Nie Chenyuan's "fighting for you" mouth shape on the screen, Qingyun's mouth curved with joy.
Nie Chenyuan didn't know that he was disgusted, and he still rushed to Qing Yun to "ask for credit" at the end of each game. It's a pity that the ranking competition is almost over, and there is still the last one left. After Nie Chenyuan wins, he will be eligible to challenge the previous "leader" Lin Yuhao.
He sat on the chair next to him and sighed unsatisfactorily.
Nie Chenyuan did it on purpose. His love for Qingyun filled his entire chest, and he wanted to declare the ownership of Qingyun to the world. As for what other people think of their relationship, it was completely out of Nie Chenyuan's consideration.
Nie Songping sat on the chair and looked at his heart, fearing that Nie Chenyuan below would do something shocking to the world. And the private room where he was staying had already exploded, and several patriarchs with girls in their families were inexplicably beaten up, and Wang Miaoyun's grandfather did not escape either.
"Old Wang! I knew you were not a good person. Your granddaughter is already with that boy Lin, and you even got Xiao Nie in!" The Patriarch of the Gu family was the most irritable, pointing at Wang Miaoyun's grandfather and yelling.
"Fuck your mother! Can you talk, old boy? Why do you doubt my family Miaoyun? I think you are going to fight fast. Then is your granddaughter in the private room of Nie's family?!" Patriarch Wang said As he said that, he secretly regretted it in his heart. If he had known Nie Chenyuan's strength earlier...
"Think about it, if it's really my granddaughter, would I ask this now?" Master Gu saw that Wang Miaoyun's grandfather didn't look like a fake, and turned to scold another one.
He pointed at the person and just opened his mouth, the person immediately raised his eyelids and turned back: "Don't talk nonsense, I don't have a granddaughter in my family."
Patriarch Lin immediately withdrew his finger in embarrassment, but out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Nie Songping, who appeared to be an old god.
Nie Songping didn't know that there wasn't a fool in this room, and everyone was so old, how could they quarrel like this. This is obviously just to make a show for him, to force him to reveal some news.
Speaking of which, these old fellows wouldn't be able to cling to the feelings of the younger generation, but the blame lies in Nie Chenyuan's overly enthusiastic performance.
After watching these few games, let alone a few of them were curious. Everyone in the private room and the seats below were all staring at the private room of Nie’s family, only regretting that they didn’t have a double clairvoyance.
Even Zhang Jingguo and Lin Yuhao were a little curious at the moment, what kind of person could make Nie Chenyuan do this
After all, Nie Chenyuan is only twenty-five years old, and he is only twenty-five years old, and his strength is no worse than that of Lin Yuhao. How could they not pay attention
But Nie Songping dared to discuss Qingyun with them like his granddaughter-in-law, he couldn't sit still now, he was afraid that Qingyun would get angry and twist Nie Chenyuan's neck.
In all fairness, if Nie Songping himself was being discussed by the people below, he wouldn't be able to resist beating that idiot Nie Chenyuan to death.
Nie Songping had a sullen face, and finally couldn't help coughing, just when everyone thought he was about to speak, he walked out the door silently on crutches.
Qing Yun looked at Nie Songping who suddenly opened the door and came in, silently shifted her gaze to the screen without speaking.
Not only Nie Songping was a little embarrassed looking at him, but Qing Yun and Nie Chenyuan rolled onto the bed. Seeing Grandpa Nie Chenyuan's respectful attitude at the moment, his mood was a little delicate.
Nie Songping smiled until his old face was wrinkled into a chrysanthemum, and interceded for Nie Chenyuan: "Chenyuan is still young and not very sensible, please forgive me, Mr. Qing, I will definitely repair him when I go back to the old man."
He blushed when he said this, young? He's young, he's in his mid-twenties, he's four or five years older than Qing Yun, now Qing Yun should spare him for his youth's sake.
"No problem."
Qingyun immediately understood what Nie Songping was apologizing for. He had excellent hearing, and he could hear the whispers in the surrounding private rooms clearly.
Putting down the teacup, Qing Yun walked towards the transparent wall, raised his hand and pulled open the curtain that blocked his view.
"If they want to see it, let them see it clearly."
The moment Qing Yun opened the curtain, the people in the seats below fell silent for a second, and all stretched their necks to look at Nie's private room.
At the same time, the private rooms arranged in a circle at the top also opened the curtains one by one, and stood in front of the wall and looked sideways at Qingyun's private room.
The person in charge of the conference was also enlightened at this moment, and adjusted a camera to shoot at the private room of Nie's house.
Where is the daughter? Where is the daughter
Even if they stretched their necks and widened their eyes, they only saw Qingyun standing by the wall alone, and there was only one disciple in the private room, and looking inside was Nie Songping's old face.
Could it be that they discussed too heatedly, so the woman in the private room left
But then Nie Chenyuan dispelled their doubts with a happy smile on his face. Nie Chenyuan, the only heir of the Nie family, a powerful and talented Houtian ninth-level martial artist who is less than thirty years old, he actually likes a man? !
There was an uproar in the audience! Immediately, someone pointed out Qing Yun's identity. He was the only son of Qing Haolin, Qing Yun, who was defeated by Lin Yuhao three years ago and was exposed to a robbery scandal.
When someone thought about it, he immediately thought he had grasped the truth.
There is no doubt that Nie Chenyuan wants to confront Lin Yuhao, what does this mean? Qing Yun is selling his body to avenge his father!
People looked at Nie Chenyuan with obvious sympathy. From the looks of it, Nie Chenyuan was sincere, but Qing Yun's motives were impure.
It wasn't that they were mentally ill, so they naturally didn't dare to arrange for Nie Chenyuan, who had his head beheaded and showed his head, but they all shook their heads at Qing Yun.
The residents in the bakery above were also stunned. Zhang Jingguo shook his head with a smile, and his words were full of gloating: "It's not easy for Mr. Nie. His grandson's meridians have recovered, but he just had a problem, and his grandson brought another man back home." , or someone with ulterior motives, it's no wonder why he refused to say anything just now."
Wang Miaoyun's grandfather smiled approvingly, but the other Patriarchs remained silent, their abacus clattering in their hearts.
How could the heir of the Nie family be with a man? Seeing Nie Songping's appearance like this, it was obvious that he was going to "catch a traitor", but this kid named Qing Yun was too scheming and took advantage of the limelight to expose his identity.
"Qing Yun? It turned out to be Qing Yun?!" Lin Yuhao also opened his eyes wide in surprise. He never expected that Qing Yun could really fascinate Nie Chenyuan.
A strange excitement surged in his heart, the huge pressure that had been there since Nie Chenyuan came on stage finally had a place to release. Lin Yuhao smiled sinisterly, picked up his cell phone and made a call: "Mom, did you know that I saw Qing Yun, and he actually sold his body to avenge me..."
Mother Lin lived up to everyone's expectations and rushed to the scene before Nie Chenyuan's last match.
She didn't do anything, just happened to stand in front of a video camera, opened her eyes and looked at Qing Yun in the private room with tears in her eyes, and said, "Qing Yun, mom is very disappointed in you."
As she said that, tears flowed down her cheeks, pear blossoms were crying with rain, beating her chest and stamping her feet, as if she felt both heartache and guilt for Qingyun's behavior.
Lin Yuhao arrived at the right time, hugged Mother Lin and walked up while comforting him, acting like a dutiful son, which made Qing Yun even more condemnable.
Seeing the two people who had once again developed a wave of mother-child love, Qing Yun curled the corners of his mouth ironically. Since he dared to stand up, he was not afraid of criticism from others, and the reactions of Lin Yuhao and Lin Mu had nothing to do with him.
At this moment, Nie Chenyuan's last match started, drawing people's attention back a bit.
With a face as heavy as water, he walked slowly onto the stage, looked around the entire venue, and saw the expressions of everyone around him. At this moment, while he was feeling tyrannical because of other people's slander against Qing Yun, at the same time he felt ecstatic because of Qing Yun's response to him.
As soon as he raised his head to meet Shang Qingyun's clear and slightly sly eyes, Nie Chenyuan immediately smiled clearly.
"Don't say you're really into it, right?" The opponent who had just entered the field interrupted the two of them looking at each other.
Nie Chenyuan's opponent this time, Zhang Kuang, was the champion who was challenged and defeated by Lin Yuhao in the last ancient martial arts conference, and he was also the first younger brother Lin Yuhao really subdued.
Zhang Kuang was adopted by Zhang Jingguo since he was a child, and it was because of him that the Ancient Martial Arts Association won the five consecutive championships. He has been stuck at the peak of the eighth layer of Houtian for ten years, but Lin Yuhao fought hard with him at the seventh floor of Houtian and defeated him. Since then, Zhang Kuang has been convinced by Lin Yuhao.
"Although I know that you have already reached the ninth floor of Houtian, you are definitely not as good as Yuhao. He is someone who can leapfrog and fight." Even though his cultivation level is not as good as that of Nie Chenyuan, Zhang Kuang still disdains him very much.
Nie Chenyuan was in a bad mood at the moment and didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he just turned his head to signal to the referee that the game had already started.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Kuang's conversation changed to Qing Yun: "How does he play? He looks soft and tender. I don't know what it's like in bed?"
He smiled ambiguously while rubbing his fingers.
The bell for the start of the game rang at the right time, and at the same time, there was even a shrill scream.
"What's going on?" Everyone watching the game looked puzzled.
Someone with sharp eyes immediately screamed: "Arm...arm... whose arm is it?"
Gradually, everyone also saw that there was a distorted severed arm lying on the ring, as if it had been torn from the shoulder abruptly, the flesh was torn into a mess, and blood sprayed all over the ground.
The author has something to say: let Nie Xiaowang come out again today, and watch Qingyun show off his power tomorrow