I have to say that Xu Qing's voice is very nice, but when Fang Yingxing heard this, his face was still dark and he was a little speechless.
He turned his head: "What's the 'bastard'? It's the 'king', you..."
Before he finished speaking, he paused. He found that the black gauze on Xu Qing's face had fallen down at some point. It must have been blown away in the explosion just now.
He saw her face for the first time.
Her face seemed to be carved from delicate white jade, like the blank space in a landscape painting, cold and lofty. A pair of eyes, as deep as a lake, hiding endless secrets.
Fang Yingxing had actually guessed Xu Qing's face under the veil more than once. To be honest, there were all kinds of faces, including those that were too ugly to look at directly, because the veil might be used to cover up the ugliness.
But now, he was stunned. The most important thing was that he always thought that Xu Qing's face must be murderous, maybe quite ferocious.
But at this moment, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, her white teeth slightly exposed, and she was amused by Fang Yingxing's "Wang Ba" technique.
At this moment, when he found Fang Yingxing staring at him, he realized that the veil had fallen off, and his face turned red. Fang Yingxing also wanted to think it was because he was shy, but the truth always backfired.
It's red...
"You saw my face, kill me!" Killing intent flashed in Xu Qing's eyes, turning into what Fang Yingxing originally imagined.
Fang Yingxing was speechless. Everyone has the love for beauty. He just admired it, and it was careless. He wouldn't die...
Now it was Zhu Mo's turn to feel at ease. He did not forget to explain patiently, "The faces of the blood girls of the Blood Chaos Clan cannot be seen by others, just to avoid the exposure of their true identity. The veil is also a special magic weapon, otherwise it would have been gone long ago." That’s it, Fang Yingxing, you’re done.”
When Fang Yingxing heard this, his face turned green. No wonder this guy kept turning his head. He had heard Yun Leng talk about the Blood Girl, which was the title of the peerless talented woman of the younger generation of the Blood Chaos tribe, but he had never said this before. Maybe it's because regardless of whether Yun Leng saw the face of that generation of blood girls, the blood girls would kill her...
"Sister, save your energy, the three of us should stop moving, otherwise we will be picked up by the spirit beast later."
Xu Qing coldly snorted: "When I recover, you will..."
Fang Yingxing experienced a brief panic, and then regained his composure. He took out a book that smelled of blood from the eternal world, with a slight red light flashing. This was a book he picked up in the blood chaos space, and was specially introduced. The rules of the Blood Rebellion Clan were well behaved. I originally planned to take it back and read it casually to get to know the Blood Rebellion Clan. After all, if you know yourself and the enemy, you can fight a hundred battles with no danger.
The result is used here. Sure enough, knowledge is power.
Then, the air suddenly became quiet, and Fang Yingxing began to browse directly, looking for relevant documents one by one. What was even more exaggerated was that he opened the Eternal Eye to search.
There is no way, it is a matter of life and death!
After flipping through the pages for a while, Fang Yingxing picked up the book with a bright smile on his face: "Sister, Article 120 here says that people who are not from the blood clan must never see the blood girl's face, otherwise Directly obliterate it, if the Blood Rebellion tribe sees it, they must prove their identity."
After flipping through a few more pages, he smiled even brighter: "Article 250 states that no matter who the blood slave was before, once he is marked with the mark of a blood slave, he will belong to the low-level blood slave clan, and the high-level blood slave clan will be considered the main one. .”
After saying that, he shamelessly showed off his blood slave mark.
Xu Qing: "..."
red and black:"……"
For a moment, their expressions became more exciting than the other, and their throats felt as if they were being choked. For a moment, they didn't know what to say. They wanted to refute, but after thinking about it carefully, they found that what he said was indeed correct.
They wanted to know where the bottleneck of this kid's brain circuit was.
The air solidified again, and Xu Qing was the first to break the silence: "Fang Yingxing, you should understand that even if you get into the loopholes of the system, I can kill you. I won't kill you because I am not afraid of any enemy, even if you see me True appearance, no matter how you deal with me in the future, I will not lose."
Fang Yingxing was shocked in her heart. This is the heart of a real strong person. A real strong person has nothing to fear. The so-called concealment of the true appearance is just the rule of the clan, not her will.
He couldn't help but ask: "Is this just to avoid exposing your identity?"
Hearing this, Xu Qing's expression suddenly became strange. She coughed twice, and then explained: "Actually, this is a dark history. A blood girl from that time was remembered by the Imperial Sky Body in an early battle. Afterwards, every time the two armies faced each other, the Imperial Sky Body would beat her severely. Even if she concealed her true appearance, she would be seen through. In the end, the blood girl died in depression. It was stipulated before her death that no other blood girl after her death could be exposed. The enemy recognizes his true face."
Fang Yingxing was speechless for a while, co-authoring: This is the sin that his ancestors made him suffer.
It wasn't until Xu Qing regained his strength a little and went to chase the ancient python that he remembered Zhu Mo who was watching the fun. He smiled brightly and held Zhu Mo's hand affectionately: "Brother, are you okay? "
When Zhu Mo saw him like this, he immediately had a bad feeling. His hair stood on end, and he asked nervously: "What do you want to do again?"
"Hey, we brothers live and die together and fight bloody battles. Shouldn't we show some respect to our brothers?"
Zhu Mo didn't know why. He had only known this guy for less than a day, but his face was as dark as ink. He was from the dark tribe, not the black tribe.
"what would you like?"
"I don't want any magic medicine or treasure. I don't want to embarrass you. I only want the spirit-creating realm part of the Dark Lord Sutra. It's not too much."
As expected, Zhu Mo once again made a fuss about the "Dark Lord Sutra"! This is the top dark clan technique. Even if it is just a spirit-creating realm technique, it must not be passed on to others at will.
Fang Yingxing saw that the prostitution was unsuccessful, so he had no choice but to resort to a trick.
He took out a small bottle and opened the cap gently. Suddenly, a strong spiritual power came out, refreshing. This bottle contained the "eye drops" in his jade bottle. Fang Yingxing had already studied it and found that bottle It is possible to generate that kind of "eye drops", but it just takes time until the jade bottle is filled, so he does not hesitate to use this spiritual liquid to seduce Zhu Mo at this moment.
When Zhu Mo felt the rich spiritual energy, his pupils quickly contracted. He was a genius, the pride of the clan, and had no shortage of skills. What he needed most was this spiritual liquid that would help him break through quickly. This concentration of spiritual liquid , it is certain that it has reached the top level. Even he can only get a small amount a year, and the rest is provided to the old monster. How can he not be moved when he sees such an item now?
Seeing him take the bait, Fang Yingxing's expression became even more reluctant: "Hey, that's all I have. If I didn't really need the "Dark Lord Sutra" for urgent use, I wouldn't sell it at all."
Looking at him, he felt like he was bursting into tears.
Zhu Mo gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, I'll change it, but this is restricted by the highest level of our clan. You can only pass it to one person. If you pass it to one person, it will not only have no effect, but will also suffer backlash."
Fang Yingxing's eyes lit up: "Okay, this is a 'fair' transaction, everyone gets what he needs, but remember, this spiritual liquid can be used again when used together with the top spirit gathering array in your clan to achieve the greatest effect."
Zhu Mo was also shrewd: "How to determine its effect?"
Fang Yingxing directly put a drop into his eyes, and then used the Eternal Pupil to absorb it. Although it could not be replaced in the body or used, it was indeed absorbed on the surface.
He also explained with sincerity: "This spiritual fluid needs several days of soaking to adapt to and absorb. That's the case for me. You have better bones than me, so you must be able to absorb it faster than me."
At this time, Zhu Mo completely believed it. Although he was much more mature than his peers, he was only eight years old after all.
But what he didn't tell Fang Yingxing was that not only were human monks unable to practice the "Dark Lord Sutra", but only a very small number of talented Dark Lords could master it.
In this way, under the light of dusk, Zhu Mo drove his chariot away.
Both of them had friendly smiles on their faces, and they both felt that they had taken advantage of it, and they felt secretly happy.
