The black belly is too fierce

Chapter 42 The Black-bellied Nan Qingjue

With such a shocking face, who else could it be except Nan Qingjue.

Before everyone's surprise at Nan Jinghuan subsided, they were provoked by Nan Qingjue again.

Nan Qingjue, a lame man who was so low-key and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, how dare he run up to this hall and go against the Xu family?

What's wrong with this world?

Why, such an ugly monster like Su Moliang, always has someone come forward?

The people present couldn't understand it, but the women who were jealous of Su Moliang were full of anger and dissatisfaction.

Su Moliang didn't expect that Nan Qing would definitely come, and the surprise in his eyes was a little suspicious.

However, Nan Qingjue didn't look at her at all. After the servant got off the sedan chair, he tilted his head slightly and glanced at Xu Zhiguo with an indifferent look: "Patriarch Xu, do you want to touch this king's woman, have you asked this king's consent? "

The arrogant and domineering words made everyone's eyes almost pop out!

Xu Zhiguo was also captured by his cold and stern aura. After a moment of stunnedness, he snorted with an old face, "Hmph, Ninth Prince, Su Moliang killed my daughter, even if she is the king of heaven, the old man will not give up!"

Patriarch Xu's subtext is very obvious, even if the King and Lao Tzu come, he will not let go, and Nan Qingjue is a waste, no matter what, he dares to interfere with his affairs.

Nan Qingjue naturally understood, and his indifferent and beautiful face suddenly jumped up with a sneer: "Really, didn't the Xu family master say that as long as Su Moliang handed over the fruit of the Holy Spirit, she would be let go? Why, not now. Holy Spirit Fruit, and kill her?"

Hearing this, Patriarch Xu's small eyes instantly widened.

Dare to love, does Nan Qingjue mean to give him the fruit of the Holy Spirit?

The purpose of the Xu family's constant entanglement, isn't it just for the Holy Spirit Fruit.

Xu Jingshu was already dead, even killing Su Moliang would be of no avail, and there would be no compensation for benefits.

However, if he can get the Holy Spirit Fruit, even if he can't refine it into Jupo Pill, it can also be used as a medicinal material for other elixir that can improve spiritual power. At that time, he can be promoted to a general spiritual master, then he will be No. 1 in the Southern Sui Dynasty , the Xu family can walk sideways in the future, and no longer have to be afraid of the power of the royal family and the other three major families.

At that time, Su Moliang's terrible life will naturally be held in his hands, and even the royal family will not be able to protect her.

Thinking of this, the Xu family master couldn't help licking the corners of his lips and looked straight at Nan Qingjue: "Ninth Prince, I did say this before, as long as Su Moliang hands over the Holy Spirit Fruit, I will let her go. It will not be mentioned again from now on.”

Hearing this, Su Moliang frowned.

She already had a plan to deal with it, but she didn't want Nan Qingjue to ruin her good deeds and really hand over the fruit of the Holy Spirit.

However, just when Su Moliang was about to stop her, Nan Qingjue raised her voice again: "Okay, Patriarch Xu speaks out, everyone is watching with so many eyes, I hope Patriarch Xu will do what he says."

When the words fell, Nan Qingjue raised his hand and instructed in a cold voice, "Come here, bring the Holy Spirit Fruit to this king—"

Seeing this, everyone was shocked to dilate their pupils and looked towards the door involuntarily.

And Patriarch Xu was so excited that he was short of breath, and his eyes were full of expectations and surprises.

At this time, a servant held a purple box in his hand, walked quickly to the front of the Xu family, bowed his head, and offered it with respectful hands.

Patriarch Xu was so happy that he couldn't wait to take it, he opened the box very quickly, and there was a bright red fruit lying inside.

"Holy Spirit Fruit!!! It's really Holy Spirit Fruit!!!" Xu Patriarch couldn't control his excitement and shouted loudly.

Another Holy Spirit Fruit!

Why did Nan Qingjue wave his hand to get the Holy Spirit Fruit? How many Holy Spirit Fruit did he have!

Everyone was shocked and stared at the Holy Spirit Fruit in the box in surprise. After a long time, they looked back at Nan Qingjue. The shock in their hearts was indescribable—

Even Su Moliang covered her mouth in shock.

This man is too scary.

Casually taking out a Holy Spirit Fruit, how defiant is it?

Just when Su Moliang was horrified, the old man in the Evil Blood Cauldron said, "No, that's not true!"

When Su Moliang heard the words, she was stunned for a moment, and then she reacted immediately.

No wonder Nan Qingjue was so willing, it turned out that this fruit was a fake.

"Hehe, I have seen someone who is even blacker than you. This fruit looks very similar to the Holy Spirit Fruit. Sometimes alchemists can't distinguish it accurately, but it can be used to mix the fake with the real. But, this fruit looks very similar to the Holy Spirit Fruit. Although it is not poisonous in itself, if it is refined into an elixir, the heat is not right, but it is highly poisonous. This young man knows that the master of the Xu family is an alchemist, and it is black enough to deliberately send him such a highly poisonous pill."

Hearing the old man's words, Su Moliang almost couldn't help laughing.

Nan Qingjue looked cold and cold. He didn't expect to do something so black.

If Patriarch Xu knew the truth, he would probably vomit blood.

Thinking of this, Su Mo's cool eyes were full of interest, and she completely folded her arms and watched in a good mood.

At this time, Patriarch Xu seemed to be overwhelmed by excitement, his eyes seemed to be unable to move, falling on the Holy Spirit Fruit, and he was amazed again and again.

The corner of Nan Qingjue's lips raised a faint arc, staring at the Xu family head who was so excited that he couldn't find the direction, and asked softly, "What? Is the Xu family head still satisfied with my gift?"

"Satisfied! Satisfied! I'm so satisfied!" He was going crazy with joy, how could he say he was dissatisfied.

When Nan Qingjue heard what he said, he nodded slightly: "Since I'm satisfied, then I can lead my princess away."

Patriarch Xu now only knows how to keep nodding, all his thoughts are on the fruit of the Holy Spirit, how can he pay attention to Su Moliang.

With the approval of the Xu family, Nan Qingjue clenched his fists at the emperor: "Father, now the Xu family has not pursued Su Moliang's responsibility, and the minister took her away first."

The emperor watched for a long time, and the whole person was stunned.

He hadn't said anything yet, and the atmosphere of swearing to never give up just now disappeared, which made him a little overwhelmed.

What shocked him even more was that Nan Qingjue had so many Holy Spirit Fruits! ! !

But because there were too many people in the hall, he couldn't easily ask questions, so he just nodded: "Okay, okay, you can kneel down-"

The corners of Su Moliang's lips twitched, but she didn't speak. Instead, she walked out of the hall with Nan Qingjue silently in the eyes of everyone's astonishment.

Along the way, the two remained silent, each with their own thoughts, until they walked out of the gate of the palace, Su Moliang looked sideways, with a smile in his eyes, but no gratitude.

"Although you helped me today, I won't thank you. If you want to get something from me, I advise you to dismiss this idea." Su Moliang's expression was gentle, but his tone was not at all sympathetic.

She knew clearly in her heart why Nan Qingjue would come forward with such a low-key person, because she knew her secret and the existence of the Evil Blood Cauldron.

This man is too dangerous, she can't figure out his temper and thoughts, and he also knows her secret. If he really wants to take action, then she will die without a place to be buried.

Nan Qingjue raised his eyebrows indifferently, his indifferent face stained with a bit of interest: "Afraid that I will rob your Evil Blood Cauldron? Don't worry, I won't rob you, because your whole being is mine—"

When the words fell, Nan Qingjue's lips lifted slightly, his eyes flickered, and the flirtatious blue pupils were branded on Su Moliang's heart like a brand, making her seem to have fallen into an ice cellar.

　Woohoo, [-] words a day, my parents still say I'm slow, and I won't give me any favorites or messages, I'll cry for you!

　　

　

(End of this chapter)