"Nangong Yao..." Qin Dong muttered silently for a few times, then suddenly smiled at Fairy Linfan and said leisurely, "The name is as beautiful as the person."
Qin Dong was really expressing his feelings, and he was definitely not intending to compliment, nor was he deliberately discharging. However, this slight smile, coupled with a gentle compliment, brought a great touch to Nangong Yao. Nangong Yaozhi found that her heart seemed to have wings and was about to fly out of her control.
This feeling is very sudden, but even more wonderful. It is something Nangong Yao has never experienced before. It feels like being drunk.
"Qin Dong, when did your mouth become so sweet? Do Sister Ye Xue and the others know that you are so good at coaxing girls?" Fu Fengming couldn't help covering his mouth and laughed, secretly proud of his younger brother. , the charm is indeed not ordinary, even the frosty Nangong Yao can't resist it. [
The atmosphere between Nangong Yao and Qin Dong was a little delicate. Fu Fengming's joke immediately broke the delicate atmosphere. Nangong Yao's pretty face was immediately shrouded in a frosty color. Qin Dong helplessly glared at Fu Fengming, blaming her for being troublesome.
Fu Fengming didn't care about this and asked Qin Dong, "How did you get involved with Cao Xiaoxian?"
Qin Dong took a long breath and told Feng Ming exactly what happened. Nangong Yao just happened to save Qin Dong, and she didn't know what happened. After listening to Qin Dong's story, his expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but ask, "Is it a lie that Qin Tailong joined the Fantasy Beast Clan?"
Qin Dong smiled and said, "Of course! My father is a rare hero in the world. How could he join the Fantasy Beast Clan and do such scandalous things that have been spurned by generations?"
Fu Fengming also opened his mouth and said, "Yes! This is the real Qin Tailong. In fact, my father had guessed this a long time ago. Everything that happened today finally confirmed my father's guess and restored Uncle Qin's innocence. I am happiest. It is my father and Uncle Qin who can make peace from now on and join hands to fight against the abominable Phantom Beast Clan!"
Nangong Yao's expression suddenly became a little unhappy, and she said coldly, "Is the Fantasy Beast Clan really that unbearable?"
Fu Fengming was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Nangong Yao with confusion, and said, "Sister Nangong, why do you say that? The fantasy beast tribe has evil intentions and is eyeing my heavenly realm. It has killed many monks. Of course it is hateful!"
"But..." Nangong Yao seemed to have something to say, but then she paused, waved her hand, and fell silent.
Qin Dong glanced at her, smiled slightly, and said, "Now I am increasingly doubting whether we have wronged the Fantasy Beast Clan."
"Ah? Xiaodong, you... what do you mean?" Fu Fengming was confused by Nangong Yao's attitude, and was even more surprised when he suddenly heard Qin Dong say such words.
Nangong Yao also looked surprised, but there was a touch of surprise and expectation hidden between her eyebrows.
Qin Dong frowned slightly and said, "I suspect that everything the Fantasy Beast Clan has done is actually controlled by others."
"Control?" Qin Dong really couldn't stop talking, and Fu Fengming's expression was even more surprised.
But Nangong Yao couldn't help but screamed, "Go on!"
Qin Dong nodded, looked at Fu Fengming and said, "Just like Cao Xiaoxian controls his mother, someone controls the phantom beast clan. He wants to use the phantom beast clan to achieve his own goals."
Fu Fengming said quietly, "This is incredible. There is only one person, but there are millions of phantom beasts. How should we control it?"
Qin Dong's expression became solemn, and he was still puzzled by the question Fu Fengming asked. Cao Xiaoxian's controller Qing Zhao used the evil magic of the immortal world to confer gods. The eldest prince of the fantasy beast tribe should also have used the conferral techniques. Qin Dong has basically confirmed this.
But the art of conferring gods seems to be a one-on-one evil spell. In other words, the caster can only control one person through the art of conferring gods. As Fu Fengming said, there are tens of millions of members of the Fantasy Beast Clan. Could it be that there are millions of masters in the immortal world performing the art of conferring gods at the same time? This is obviously unlikely.
Qin Dong couldn't figure this link out, but he was getting more and more convinced that this problem was very critical. Once this problem was solved, the catastrophe faced by the heaven and the human world that day might be solved. [
Qin Dong shook his head and said with a distressed look, "Compared to the immortals in the immortal world, the realm of us monks is really too low. How can we understand the methods and powers of the great masters in the immortal world? If we want to understand Unraveling this mystery may only be possible in the fairy world."
"Actually..." As soon as Qin Dong finished speaking, Nangong Yao suddenly opened her mouth to speak, but she only said two words and then stopped abruptly.
Qin Dong narrowed his eyes, looked at Nangong Yao, and asked, "What do you know?"
Nangong Yao took a long breath, and her expression changed again and again, as if she was caught in a battle between heaven and man. After a while, Nangong Yao suddenly sighed and said, "My brother is right, the time has not yet come for all this."
"Your brother? When will it be?" Qin Dong asked two more questions in succession.
Nangong Yao glanced at him, her eyes seemed to be much gentler than before, and she said calmly, "You are still injured, so you should worry less."
Today, Qin Dong's eyes are very sharp. When observing people, he rarely makes mistakes. He was completely sure that Nangong Yao must know something, but for some reason, he refused to reveal it now.
But Qin Dong is not in a hurry. Since Nangong Yao said that the time has not come yet, she will naturally say it when the time comes.
"No, there are some immortal grasses and elixirs here. You can use them!" Nangong Yao threw a cloth bag to Qin Dong. Qin Dong opened it and saw that there were many elixirs and elixirs inside.
Nangong Yao looked cold on the surface, but she was not stingy at all, at least towards Qin Dong.
Qin Dong really needed this at this time and did not refuse at the moment. He just said a little embarrassedly, "You hate me so much and are so generous to me. How can I be embarrassed?"
Nangong Yao waved her hand and said coldly, "Don't do this with me! I've seen how shameless you are, I'm surprised you would be embarrassed!" After saying that, he ignored Fu Fengming and pulled Fu Fengming up. Then leave.
Fu Fengming was a little reluctant at first. She still had many questions to ask Qin Dong, but when she saw Nangong Yao's stern eyes, she had no choice but to get up and leave.
Of course, Qin Dong understood Nangong Yao's good intentions, which was to let him not be disturbed by Fu Fengming and heal his injuries as soon as possible. Qin Dong nodded slightly, and his good impression of Nangong Yao increased a lot.
"Sister Nangong, is Xiaodong's injury serious?" Fu Fengming asked with worry on his face as he and Nangong Yao walked farther away from Qin Dong.
Nangong Yao nodded and said solemnly, "If it had been anyone else, I'm afraid he would have died long ago. Do you think he was seriously injured?"