Behind him, a Qing'er's voice appeared: "It has been verified that Saint Qian Mu kept moving secretly, and even contacted Tianji Tower, preparing to attack on the wedding day. Should I take action directly?"

“No need!”

Nangong Li shook his finger, and the gem ring on it was very eye-catching: "What a cute little cat, let her continue to torture... It will be even more interesting to wait until it thinks it steals the fish!"

For others, Fu Qiuhe's conspiracy is like a flood of beasts.

But in Nangong Li's view, Saint Qian Mu's small movements were just the twitching of a kitten.

Ordinary people will naturally be frightened when they see a tiger roaring, but if they were replaced by a cat, they would only feel cute.

To him, Fu Qiuhe was like a furry cat at this time. Even if she showed her minions, she would only seem ridiculous, and at most she would have some fun for him.

"Although Saint Qianmu is not afraid of it, is the union of the other holy places?"

Qing'er looked worried.

"The seven holy lands in the world, the first four have completely fallen into our control. Even if the three sects are left, what are you afraid of?"

Nangong Li smiled coldly: "You have no confidence in our Tianmeng... Even without our inner support, they barely united in such a conflicting situation, and they just gave me a chance to catch them all!"

He stretched out his hands and grabbed the air in vain, as if he had mastered the whole world.

"On the day of the wedding, I will intimidate the seven holy places in one fell swoop, unify the mountains and rivers, and reappear the prosperous era of the Wu Dynasty!"
Chapter completed!