Reborn Pretty Demon Concubine

Chapter 37

"Who the hell is your son? Did my daughter offend you? Do you want to insult her like this?" Xia Ting, who was always said to be good-tempered, couldn't stand the insulting words of the person in front of him, and his face became extremely ugly.

"Is she really your daughter?" The man looked at Xia Ting suspiciously and asked with a half-smile.

Hearing his question, Xia Ting's face changed again, and before he finished speaking, he did not wait for Xia Ting to get angry, and reported his name again: "My name is Gu Feng, and I am one of the contestants in this sword refining competition."

"Gu Feng, is that No.1, Dan Li's Second Highness?" Xia Ting has a good memory. He remembers what the judges said earlier, so when he heard the name Gu Feng, he immediately remembered it.

But he still didn't understand what this person had to do with him, why did he come to trouble them?
"Today's Xia family is really bad enough. They don't know many basic things. The remaining small tribe is also lingering, and it won't last long." Gu Feng ignored Xia Ting's words, but glanced at him meanly. The words got worse.

Xia Ting was already very uncomfortable with Gu Feng's tone of voice, but now that he heard him insulting the Xia family, he couldn't bear it any longer. He clenched his fists and attacked Gu Feng with anger. .

"Since he is a majestic prince, he speaks so impolitely. I really owe him discipline. Today, as a senior, I will learn the tricks of His Royal Highness Dan Li." After all, Xia Ting is still the prime minister of a country, even if he wants to beat someone Also say a few high-sounding words.

Besides, looking at Gu Feng's age, he didn't think there was anything wrong with calling him a senior.

In this continent, a lot of time is reasonable, that is, fists, as long as you have a hard fist, you can convince others, and you can persuade others without too many polite words.

"Teach me?" Gu Feng raised his head slightly, smiled contemptuously, looked at Xia Ting's fist with disdain, and suddenly raised his hand to grab his fist.

Looking at the simple movements, Xia Ting only felt that the fist being grabbed was about to be broken. He gritted his teeth and held on, but his face was full of surprise and panic. He did not expect such a junior to have such a high level. Xia Ting Ting's guess should never be lower than Douhuang.

"It's just you, not my opponent. Let's see how the old ancestor of your ancestors retreated, but thinking about it, it shouldn't be so good, or how could you not even know how your own family got up?" Gu Feng slightly used his hand. With a little effort, there was the sound of joints breaking in Xia Ting's hand, and he squatted on the ground involuntarily.

"father."

"You, since you are a contestant here, you should know the etiquette. How can a guest be so ignorant of the rules, and casually shoot and hurt the master?"

Xia Ruoyu knew that she was not Gu Feng's opponent, but seeing Xia Ting's painful appearance, she guessed that she must be injured, so she bit the bullet and accused Gu Feng.

Gu Feng seemed to have changed after listening to Xia Ruoyu's words, and slowly let go of Xia Ting's hand, but when Xia Ruoyu finally breathed a sigh of relief, Gu Feng laughed mockingly: "In this continent, rules and regulations The etiquette is determined by the strong."

Regarding Xia Ruoyu, Gu Feng didn't even bother to make a move. After a mocking smile, he turned his head and prepared to leave.

"Wait, Second Highness Shan Li, do you have something to say to the old man?" Xia Ting rubbed his hand that was scratched by Gu Feng, and shouted to Gu Feng, because he didn't think that Gu Feng would be fine. Talk nonsense to them.

"It's nothing, if she insists on breaking away from the Xia family, the Xia family will really be over." Gu Feng didn't turn around, just stopped, turned his head and replied lightly, sighed, and walked from the two of them unhurriedly. His gaze slowly moved away, leaving the two of them standing there stupidly, not quite understanding what he said.

Besides, Xia Jinmo went back to the palace to rest for a night, and basically recovered the next day. In the next finals, Han Jian would definitely make a move by herself, so she was free.

"Master, where are you going?"

Early in the morning, Xia Jinmo sneaked out of the palace, Lan Die was not only surprised.

"I'm going out to find something." Xia Jinmo confirmed again that Bai Xian'er hadn't noticed her leaving, then smiled slightly and said to Lan Die.

"Looking for something, what is the palace doesn't have?" Hearing what Xia Jinmo said, Lan Die was even more puzzled.

"He doesn't bother to keep some things, and I can't always use his things." Xia Jinmo sighed slightly, and looked at the picture he drew before.

This is the design drawing she drew before, and she plans to make something like an earth-like mobile phone. There are many devices here that can have those functions, but because the people here are busy fighting and becoming stronger, they ignore these, so these things are very worthless. No one wants it, and Han Jian will naturally not be taken into the palace.

Xia Jinmo checked, there is a special spar here, which can record what happened, and it will be displayed under high temperature and extremely cold conditions, and it will be played again, but it can be used for other purposes besides this function. Not very useful, so it is often overlooked.

But this kind of thing is not difficult to find. There are also some people who are equivalent to working in the news media. They will collect that kind of material, and then let the sword master refine it into a big screen to record what they think is valuable. Come down, and then go show it to others, charge some fees, to make ends meet.

Xia Jinmo naturally didn't want to waste such an expensive thing like that, and she couldn't be so stupid to make a big screen.

Even if the people here can use a special amethyst and a rare holding rock with a magic core to refine it into a storage ring and store some commonly used items in it for easy portability, the material of the storage ring is more expensive than that , and the capacity is limited.

She needs to carry too many things with her, and it is impossible for such a clumsy thing to take up a lot of space. They are a team, as long as they work hard, they can buy a storage ring of no level, but for them For those cultivators, one per person is less.

Besides, there are many levels of storage rings. The lower the level, the less storage capacity. She is using the one given to her by the cold sword, so she can't store much.

So she needs another material, which is also a kind of spar that is more common here. After refining and pouring it on the object, it will shrink it, but its function will not be damaged.

Similar to the previous spar, it has no other functions, so it cannot be reused by people.

But it is still useful. For example, some manufacturers will use it to shrink the joints, so that no time is spent on polishing, so some people still collect them and send them to the market for sale, but the price is not expensive.

While looking at the picture, Xia Jinmo was thinking about her own thoughts, analyzing where to find those things, and walked to the equipment market without knowing it.

"Little Butterfly, it was hard for you to find me."

When Xia Jinmo looked around, looking for what she wanted, suddenly there was a greedy voice behind her, as if she was looking at something delicious and was about to swallow it in one gulp.

(End of this chapter)