Facing Nan Xiao's blackmail, Bao Fei felt depressed and was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood.
The cheap girl in the past was now allowed to lose her dignity over and over again.
"you!"
Just when she was about to curse, Bao Fei shuddered all over when she saw those cold, dead eyes, her soul couldn't stop trembling, and she could no longer make a sound.
She finally understood the fear Nan Xiao expressed when she put down her harsh words nine years ago.
If you are defeated by a waste, isn't that even worse than waste?
"Don't make me repeat it a second time!"
Nan Xiao's cold voice came from above,
Like a ray of light, it cut through the darkness and pulled 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 reforge in the future!"
She burst into tears. She was completely defeated by Nan Xiao, and she never wanted to go into that lonely and helpless despair.
Thousands of green cords hang down softly, and their color is fresher than the weeds on the ground.
Lin Feng's face was ashen, but he was worried about the power behind Bao Fei, so he had to sacrifice the weapon of the sea of suffering, 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 standard mahogany long sword as the others.
Thousands of green ropes, black iron cauldrons, blood-spotted bamboo pens, red and white flags, and peach wood swords were all stacked together at this time.
It is a sin to hold a jade in your arms, and the wood is beautiful in the forest.
Nan Xiao raised his head, his beautiful neck was like warm jade in the moonlight, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he said: "Young Master Han, Senior Xian Miao, do you need these Sea of Bitter Spirit Weapons? There are seven of them, among which Qian Qing Suo is the most precious. , is an artifact used by Bao Wan who is not weaker than Xian Miao. It is of great research value. I believe that once the research is thorough, you can be prepared when you confront the original owner in the future. If you need it, just give me fifteen bottles of Baicao Liquid That’s it, just think of it as making a friend.”
Han Feiren looked at Nan Xiao with a playful expression, half-smiling but not smiling, neither agreeing nor rejecting.
"Since Young Master Han doesn't want to, then forget it."
Nan Xiao didn't bother, kicked Bao Fei over, and sat directly on Bao Fei's back.
Under the moonlight, the beautiful Nan Xiao seemed to be even more beautiful.
The blood flowing out of the wound on his left leg was like a thorn of fire, trapping the fairy in the sky and binding him to the mortal world.
It's so beautiful.
Even Xian Miao Jasi, who was devoted to the Tao, was a little thirsty.
And the fire in Han Feiren's eyes had already turned his handsome face red.
Nan Xiao didn't care about his image at this time. He rested his elbows on his knees and held his chin lazily. He said to Lin Feng and others: "I'll give you half an hour. No matter what you do, take out fifteen bottles of Baicao." liquid, otherwise I will sell these weapons at a low price."
Nan Xiao sat cross-legged on Bao Fei's back, staring at the pile of weapons. He took out three hemostatic pills from his arms and swallowed them, using his energy to suppress the bleeding wounds.
Lin Feng no longer has the playful smile of the past. When his personal interests are touched, it is difficult for him to remain calm. He turned around angrily and organized his words in his mind. He wanted to find Bao Wan who was not 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, and my former friend has grown up. He still has some freckles on his face, but overall he has a delicate appearance and is considered a beauty.
"Nan Xiao, for the sake of us being friends, could you give me my flag?"
Zhu Qiao stood there with his eyes reddish and his expression timid, just like when they first met.
Nan Xiao's eyes were calm. She did not blame Zhu Yan for scolding her. At that time, they were all involuntarily.
After reading this, Nan Xiao said with relief: "Then you can take it."
"Thank you Nan Xiao!"
With tears in her eyes, a white divine pattern shot out from the chakra under her navel, wrapped around a yellow and white flag, and left.
Although Zhang Qiong, Qi Meng and others were a little moved, they still couldn't keep their faces down, so they had no choice but to go back to their residence and take out the Baicao liquid from the bottom of the box.
"Bah bang bang!"
Han Feiren applauded again. "Little girl, let me impress you several times. Let's do this. I will give you thirty bottles of Baicao liquid. These will be mine, and you only need to have a meal with me!"
Being wealthy, he doubled Nan Xiao's asking price!
"Okay, but it's up to me to decide when to eat."
Nan Xiao nodded with a smile on her face. She was generous and not timid.
"Hahaha! Okay! It's so refreshing! You have the final say! Jas, give me that source, I can use it."
The situation on Jia Si's face changed, and he said in disbelief: "Young Master Han! That was given to me by Master to break through to the other side!"
Han Feiren picked up the jade flute and played with it. The bruises under his eyes made him more serious.
"Well, beauty is still important. I hope Mr. Han will make it up to me in the future."
Jas wanted to cry but had no tears, so he had to take out a white jade bottle from the sea of suffering, 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 billowing vitality!
It turned out to be the legendary source!
"Hahaha, don't worry, I'm not that idiotic! Little girl, oh, by the way, your name is Nan Xiao. Miss Nan Xiao, I see that you haven't entered the practice yet, and you don't have any treasures to store, so much Baicao Liquid It’s not convenient to take. Let’s see, I have half a kilogram of pure source here, and the concentration of life essence is comparable to three thousand bottles of Baicao Liquid.”
Nan Xiao, who was dressed in white, now had eyes that were no longer calm, but warm and magnanimous, and said, "Young Master Han, it doesn't cost so much to treat me to dinner."
It would be a lie to say that I am not moved.
As long as she gets this half kilogram of pure source, she can definitely step into practice!
But her brother once told her that pie will not fall from the sky.
Therefore, Nan Xiao will never take the bait easily until she is sure that she is safe.
Han Feiren's eyebrows were beaming with pride, and he said loudly: "Hahaha, that's true. I'm not bragging, but with just half a pound of pure source, I can make ordinary fairy seedlings weave clothes for my hotbed! If you don't believe it, ask Jas ,he knows!"
"Indeed, Mr. Han, why don't I accompany you tonight and give this source back to me, otherwise the master will blame me. I have been in the Shenqiao realm for almost eight years..." Jas said in a brisk tone, half It's serious, half teasing.
"You little clever guy! You want to eat swan meat! My grandpa knows about it, and I'm here to support him. What are you afraid of?"
Han Feiren knocked Jia Si on the head with his jade flute, then pointed the flute straight to the guide, and said: "A year from now, there will be a sect competition. As an elder and young 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 as a mortal, then this half a pound of pure source will be yours."
As soon as the words changed, Han Feiren raised his flute, glanced at everyone, raised his head and said: "Of course, everyone here, if you can defeat Miss Nan Xiao, then the thirty bottles of Baicao Liquid I mentioned before will belong to the winner. .”
The whole house was in an uproar.
Han Feiren had an extraordinary bearing. Standing on a high platform with Jia Si, the moonlight became the background.
"Well everyone, the show is about to begin!"
