Chapter eight hundred and thirty sixth unexpected person(2/2)
But at this moment...
But suddenly a beast roar sounded in the sky. It was a ferocious beast bathed in red light, red feathers, red eyes, and red claws.
On the back of the ferocious beast, there was a man wearing a snow-white scholar's robe and a crystal-like long sword behind his back. The mountain wind blew, and the snow-white scholar's robe moved in the wind.
"impossible!"
"How could he be alive after Junior Brother Nangong?"
"If he is alive...then the Connection of Heaven, will the Connection of Heaven be opened?!"
Looking at the figure behind the ferocious beasts in the sky, the elders and disciples of Tiandao Pavilion were finally shocked, because they all knew too much about how slim the hope of Nangong Hao's life.
"Nangong Hao?! How is this possible?" Even Mu Qingfeng was completely stunned at this moment, and he couldn't believe it at all.
"Brother... Isn't... Isn't dead?" Nangong Mu's expression was also extremely shocked. He looked at the figure in the sky, and then looked at Nangong Tian not far away: "Brother isn't dead, but how could my father know... Did my father always know that my brother isn't dead?!"
"Nangong Hao is not dead?" Chi Guyan also frowned, and his eyes flashing with five-colored light stared at the figure in the sky.
She naturally heard what Nangong Mu said.
But it was precisely because she heard Nangong Mu's words that she became more and more confused and shocked.
Don’t Nangong Mu know?
But, Nangong Tian seemed to have known it a long time ago?
Why did Nangong Tian know that Nangong Hao is not dead? Moreover, Nangong Tian also deliberately concealed Nangong Mu... What is the matter here?
Tiandao Pavilion...
What happened again at Zhitianmen?
Countless questions were entangled in her mind, and even she could not completely sort out these problems in a short period of time.
But Nangong Hao had already fallen from the sky.
Like the white snow in the cold wind, it gently fell in front of Chi Guyan, and then silently picked up Nangong Mu on the ground.
No words, no greetings to anyone.
After Nangong Hao picked up Nangong Mu, he walked straight to Nangong Tian.
"It seems that you have matured a lot in the past few months!" Nangong Tian looked at Nangong Hao who was close to him, and his lips trembled for a moment, obviously a little excited.
"Don't my father care about Mu's injuries?" Nangong Hao spoke with a calm tone.
"Care... How could I not care about Muer's wounds? Come on, hurry up..."
"Father!" Nangong Hao's voice interrupted Nangong Tian's words, and then he also looked at the figure that Queen Nangong was about to walk out: "Get back, my brother Mu's injury should be cured by his father!"
"Haoer, okay, I understand for my father!" Nangong Tian's expression was slightly stunned, then nodded, and immediately reached out to take Nangong Mu.
When several elders of Tiandao Pavilion saw this scene, they all looked at each other, and then an elder quickly stood up from the camp of Tiandao Pavilion.
"Nangong Hao, how did you come out of the Zhitian Gate? So what about the Tiandao Pavilion now?" The elder's tone was obviously a little anxious and nervous.
"What Tiandao Pavilion needs to care about now isn't it how to win this last martial arts competition?" Nangong Hao's body slowly turned to the elder of Tiandao Pavilion, his eyes as calm as water.
"Nonsense, tell me first how you came out? Also, why did you arrive at Tianchan Mountain and there was no news from Tiandao Pavilion?"
"If the elder can beat me, I will naturally tell you." Nangong Hao smiled slightly when he heard this.
Chapter completed!