Shrouding the sky: Slashing the world of mortals with a sword, becoming the strongest empress

Chapter 19

Faced with Nan Xiao's blackmail, Bao Fei felt depressed and was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

The lowly girl in the past actually made her lose her dignity over and over again.

"you!"

Just about to start cursing, but meeting those cold and dead eyes, Bao Fei trembled all over, his soul trembled uncontrollably, and he could no longer utter a sound.

She finally knew that nine years ago, Nan Xiao let go of the fear she said when she spoke harshly.

To be defeated by a trash, isn't that more trash than trash?
"Don't make me repeat it a second time!"

Nan Xiao's cold voice came from above,

Like a ray of light, piercing through the darkness, pulling Bao Fei, who was weightless due to fear, out of boundless despair.

Bao Fei temporarily gained the ability to organize language, and quickly said: "Lin Feng, listen to her! As long as I live, I will give you materials to forge again in the future!"

She burst into tears, being easily defeated by Nan Xiao, she completely collapsed, never wanting to go into that helpless despair again.

The thousand green cords hang down softly, and the color is more tender than the weeds on the ground.

Lin Feng's face was ashen, but he was concerned about the power behind Bao Fei, so he had to sacrifice the weapon of the sea of ​​bitterness, and a black iron cauldron flew out.

Zhang Qiong's weapon of the sea of ​​bitterness is a bamboo pen with blood spots, and the congratulatory message is a red and white flag. Qi Meng's weapon of the sea of ​​bitterness is the same as the rest of the people, all of which are standard mahogany long swords.

The Qianqingsuo, the black iron cauldron, the blood-spotted bamboo pen, the red and white flag, and the mahogany long sword are all piled together at this time.

Huaibi is a crime, and the wood is more beautiful than the forest.

Nan Xiao raised her head, her beautiful neck was like warm jade under the moonlight, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and said, "Young Master Han, Senior Xianmiao, do you need these Spirit Artifacts of the Sea of ​​Bitterness? There are seven pieces in total, among which Qianqingsuo is the most precious , it is not weaker than the utensils used by Bao Wan of Xianmiao, it is very valuable for research. I believe that once the research is thorough, you can prepare for the future confrontation with the original owner. If you need it, just give me fifteen bottles of Baicao Liquid That's it, it's like making friends."

Han Feiren looked playful and looked at Nan Xiao with a half-smile, neither agreeing nor rejecting.

"Since Young Master Han is unwilling, forget it."

Nan Xiao didn't bother, kicked Bao Fei over and sat on Bao Fei's back.

Under the moonlight, the beautiful Nan Xiao seemed to be even more beautiful.

The blood flowing from the wound on the left leg is like a fiery thorn, trapping the fairy in the sky and binding it to the mortal world.

It's so beautiful.

Even Xianmiao Jia Si, who was devoted to Taoism, was a little thirsty.

And Han Feiren's hot eyes had already burned his handsome face red.

At this time, Nan Xiao didn't care about her appearance, she leaned her elbows on her knees, resting her chin lazily, and said to Lin Feng and the others, "I'll give you half an hour, no matter what you do, take out another fifteen bottles of Baicao Otherwise, I will sell these weapons at a low price."

Nan Xiao sat cross-legged on Bao Fei's back, fixed her eyes on the pile of weapons, took out three hemostatic pills from her bosom and swallowed them, and circulated her energy to suppress the bleeding wound.

Lin Feng no longer has the hippie smile of the past. When his personal interests are touched, it is difficult for him to remain calm.Turning around angrily, and organizing his words in his mind, he wanted to find Bao Wan who was no weaker than Xian Miao.

No matter what, Nan Xiao must pay the price.

Lin Feng's blood became colder and colder.

The congratulations stood in place.

Nine years have passed, the former friend has grown up, and there are still some freckles on his face, but overall, he looks pretty and is considered a beauty.

"Nan Xiao, can you give me my flag because we were friends?"

Zhu Ciqiao stood where she was, with reddish eyes and a timid expression, just like meeting her for the first time.

Nan Xiao's eyes were calm. She didn't blame Zhu Ci for scolding her. At that time, they were all involuntary.

After reading this, Nan Xiao said in relief: "Then you take it away."

"Thank you Nan Xiao!"

With tears in Zhu Ci's eyes, a white divine pattern shot out from the sea of ​​wheels under her navel, wrapped around a yellow and white flag and left.

Although Zhang Qiong, Qi Meng and the others were a little moved, they still couldn't hold back their faces, so they planned to go back to their residence and take out the Baicaoye from the bottom of the press box.

"Clap clap clap!"

Han Feiren applauded again. "Little girl, let me impress you several times, how about this, I will give you thirty bottles of Baicao Yee, all of which belong to me, and you only need to have a meal with me!"

Being rich and powerful, he directly doubled Nan Xiao's asking price!
"Okay, but I have to decide when to eat."

Nan Xiao nodded, with a smile on her face, she was generous and not timid.

"Hahaha! Good! That's refreshing! You have the right to say! Jas, give me that source, I'll be useful."

The situation on Jia Si's face was changing, and he didn't dare to say anything: "Young Master Han! That's what Master gave me to break through to the other side!"

Han Feiren picked up the jade flute and played with it in his hands, the bruises under his eyes made him a little more serious.

"Well, beauty is more important. I hope Young Master Han will make it up to me in the future."

Jia Si wanted to cry but had no choice but to take out a white jade bottle from the sea of ​​bitterness, and then took out a crystal stone half the size of a fist from the white jade bottle.

Most of the onlookers gasped.

That stone exudes a rolling energy of life!
It turned out to be the source of the legend!

"Hahaha don't worry, I'm not an idiot to that extent! Little girl, oh, by the way, your name is Nan Xiao, Miss Nan Xiao, I see that you haven't stepped into cultivation yet, and you don't have any storage treasures, so much Baicaoye It’s also not convenient to take. How about this, I have half a catty of pure source here, and the concentration of life essence is comparable to three thousand bottles of Baicaoye.”

Nan Xiao, who was dressed in white, was no longer calm at this moment, but enthusiastic and frank, said: "Young Master Han, it doesn't cost so much to treat me to dinner."

It's a lie to say no.

As long as she gets this half catty of pure source, she can definitely step into cultivation!
But her brother once told her that there will be no pies in the sky.

Therefore, Nan Xiao will never bite the bait easily until she is sure that she is safe.

Han Feiren beamed with joy, very proud, and said loudly: "Hahaha, that's true. I didn't blow it up, but with this half a catty of pure energy, I can make ordinary fairy seedlings weave clothes for my hotbed! If you don't believe me, just ask Jass ,he knows!"

"Indeed, Young Master Han, if I want to accompany you tonight, you should return this source to me, or Master will blame me. I have been in the Shenqiao realm for almost eight years..." Jia Si's tone was brisk, half Seriously, half jokingly.

"You little clever ghost! I want to eat swan meat, you! My grandfather knows, and I will stand up to it. What are you afraid of?"

Han Feiren tapped Jia Si's head with his jade flute, then pointed the flute straight at Xiao Xiao, and said, "One year later, there will be a big contest in the sect. As the elder and younger grandson, I need two guards. Currently, Jia Si counts as one. There is one spot left, and no one has been recruited yet. Miss Nanxiao, I believe you will have a fierce battle in the future, so as long as you win again with a mortal body, then this half catty of pure source will belong to you."

As soon as the voice changed, Han Feiren raised his flute, glanced at everyone, and said with his head up: "Of course, everyone here, if you can defeat Miss Nanxiao, then the thirty bottles of Baicaoye I mentioned earlier will belong to the winner." .”

There was an uproar.

Han Feiren had an extraordinary bearing, standing on the high platform with Jass, the moonlight became the background.

"Then everyone, the show is about to begin!"

(End of this chapter)