"no!"
Before Cui Wang could answer, Zheng Wan answered first. She blocked him behind and raised her chin high, "I want to use it too."
Mingyu laughed dumbfounded:
"Little monk, I really need it, why do you have to make trouble with me?"
"The real gentleman is strange, why do you always have trouble with me, a little monk?"
Zheng Wan said with a face full of tears, "Half a month ago, you forced me to be with other people... a plan failed, and then wanted to attack and kill me while I was alone. If Li Wei hadn't come to save me in time, I, I would, I would... "
Her words were choked with sobs, but those around her who could hear clearly could hear them clearly. For a moment, most of the gazes cast on Mingyu were reprimanded, especially the monks of the Guixu Sect who concealed their contempt.
Everyone knows that True Monarch Mingyu came to Guixu Sect because he admired them, True Monarch Liwei—that is why True Monarch Liwei's character of focusing on the sword and not lingering on external things is not clear.
This is not a big deal.
After all, this female cultivator from Xuancang Realm, who admired them Liwei Zhenjun, has gone, and one more Mingyu Zhenjun is not too much, but who knows that she looks broad-minded, but narrow-minded, because of jealousy and hatred, she repeatedly takes action to deal with it. A low-level nun
Really...
You can't judge people by their appearances.
Look at this red-clothed monk, his beautiful eyes hide tears, his eyes are red when he thinks of the past, he doesn't know how much he has suffered, he is really pitiful.
Zheng Wan is really pitiful when she pretends to be pitiful, especially when she thinks that she can't even afford a cassock even when she thinks about living frugally on weekdays, she feels even more sad from it. In the past, when any good clothes came out in tailor shops, she would personally come to her door to pick them out , and now the only two good-looking pieces are both gifts from Cui Wang—
It's also too eye-catching, and I dare not wear it when I go out alone.
The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, the tears fell down like she didn't want money, Mingyu was dumbfounded, and couldn't help laughing out of anger:
"What a sharp mouth that turns black and white! You Yuqingmen are really extraordinary!"
"Mingyu, you passed."
At this moment, Cui Wang suddenly interrupted her.
"Li Wei you—"
Mingyu looked at Cui Wang incredulously, she knew that he had a clear heart of glass, and what he was best at was finding the truth in a mess. He knew the truth was not the case, but he let this little monk confuse black and white. bewitched...
"It's a sect that can't be humiliated."
Cui Wang said calmly, not looking at Mingyu, but looking down at the crying person intently, "Don't cry."
With rabbit eyes, Zheng Wanhong raised her head and said pitifully:
"I, I can't stop."
Everyone seemed to hear a sigh, and saw the man who was still as cold as a fairy just now wiped her tears with a snow-colored silk sleeve:
"I won't give it to her."
"T-really?"
Zheng Wan was sobbing.
"Naturally it is true."
She burst into laughter all of a sudden, with tears still hanging on her face, but she stretched out her hand and carefully shook his sleeve, and said sweetly: "Cui Wang, you are the best."
... Cui Wang, you are the best.
Cui Wang was noncommittal.
He looked at Mingyu, this female cultivator who had always been tough to the outside world was blushing at this moment, he raised his hand and sent the Taoist crown that fell on the ground to her in front of her.
Mingyu stretched out her hand to take back the Taoist crown, but Cui Wang nodded at her:
"Wan Wan is naughty, young and ignorant, I hope Zhenjun will not be as knowledgeable as her, even if there are mistakes in the future, I will not bother Zhenjun."
He paused, "As for the black market order, Zhenjun is very capable, just do it again next month."
Lord Floating Life laughed, and said "Amitabha".
On the contrary, it was Zheng Wan who secretly winked at Zhenjun Mingyu, and when the other party was annoyed, she hurriedly hid behind Cui Wang, grabbed his sleeve and said:
"Cui Wang, she is attacking me again."
Cui Wang glanced at her lightly:
"Let's go."
"… oh."
Zheng Wan nodded with a smile, waved to the disciples of the Guixu Sect who had a good conversation just now, and followed them.
"Cui Wang, let's go to the black market, shall we..."
"… is it okay… "
"good."
The sound floated from afar, and scattered into this bustling and bustling city of lights.
Mingyu stood in the square in a daze.
In the middle of the city where there was still a lot of people just now, the crowd gradually dispersed, leaving only the Wuya Bang still shimmering. She looked up, and the word "Liwei" in Wuwangjing smiled mockingly at her. Every time I see it, the pride that always arises spontaneously disappears.
Before Zhenjun Fusheng left, he raised his head and glanced at the Wuya List, Li Wei has risen to one level, he is now the number one person in Zhiwei Realm.
Fu Sheng said "Amitabha":
"I never thought that Li Wei has fallen into the world of mortals now, and has become this flower cherisher who loves fragrance and jade."
"The poor monk should also retreat, goodbye."
"Wait—" Mingyu said suddenly, "Don't Master Fusheng feel strange? The number one ruthless kendo rookie in Xuanqing Peak of Guixu Sect, would be so easily fascinated by sex?"
Fu Sheng looked at her with pity, as if he could see through her mind, he said "Amitabha".
"The real king has a picture."
"Why do you say that?"
"Isn't Zhenjun also fascinated by sex?"
Fu Sheng laughed loudly, stepped on the red lotus, and left in a chic way.
Mingyu's body, which has always been invulnerable to cold and heat, is like an ice cellar.
But in this cold, there is clearly something that makes her blood boil, yes, it is desire, she longs for Li Wei to show her the expression just now, as if...
She is the light that can illuminate his whole world.
Strip away the things she uses to comfort herself and justify her actions—
She just wants to.
She wants to be divorced.
Mingyu let out a clear whistle, and the dust in her heart was washed away, and the realm that had not moved for a long time suddenly loosened a bit.
Zheng Wan didn't know that today's encounter made True Monarch Mingyu go from undercover to overtly robbed.
At this time, she and Cui Wang had already walked to the gate of the black market, and after showing two black market warrants, they entered the door smoothly.
"True Monarch, this way please."
A young black-clothed female cultivator came over. She was wearing a strange black dress. She kept her middle-level cultivation. Dressed up, I couldn't help but take a few more glances.
He looked at Cui Wang again, but he didn't look sideways, as if the person in front of him was just the breeze on the side of the road—
I can't help being a little happy.
Anyway, after all, Cui Wang is the first man she has had physical contact with. If she is so easily swayed by others, wouldn't it mean that she is just charming
The first thing that comes into view is a market-like square, but the monks who set up the stalls here are a little different, many of them are wearing black cloaks that can block the visitation of soul consciousness, and their bodies are haloed with aura. , making her short of breath.
Cui Wang embraced her by his side:
"Don't look around."
"… oh."
Zheng Wan nodded obediently and followed him step by step.
Thanks to her frequent visits to the Sutra Pavilion recently, she can recognize many things on the stall at a glance. The grade and quality of the goods sold are obviously better than those on the market. There are many high-level items, and even earth-level Yuanyan.
The so-called primordial flame refers to the innate primal fire, and the earth-level primordial flame refers to the earth fire, but even ordinary earth fire is worth a hundred high-grade primordial stones, which is like a tiger with wings added to alchemy and weapon refining monks.
As for the high-level Yuanyan, it is even more difficult to meet. If you meet the Yuanyan that matches the five elements and refine it, your combat power will be one level higher out of thin air, not to mention its addition to alchemy and weapon refining.
Zheng Wan has always wanted a Bing Yan.
Many things in the dream were fuzzy, but one thing was certain. When Cui Wang got the treasure house of the fairy gate, he got a purple flame of immortal rank. Among them, the combat power ranks first, and together with the primordial sword energy, it has become his trump card—
Anyone who has met in the Xuancang world has become a piece of loess.
The only one who knows is the soul that lives in his sea of consciousness.
Maybe it was because she had been staring at Diyan for a while, Cui Wang asked her:
"you want?"
Zheng Wan shook her head:
"In no mood."
Her refusal did not surprise Cui Wang, and he was not as diligent as those gentlemen in the world who wanted to please her, offering things that she had glanced at more.
"Cui Wang, why don't you ask me why not?"
Zheng Wan looked at him curiously.
Cui Wang took it for granted:
"What your Zheng daughter wants is naturally the best."
... did understand her.
Grandma Ember laughed loudly in her consciousness:
"Your enemy has a clear mind."
At this moment, the mother-in-law suddenly said "Hey": "The square-faced monk in blue in front of you, did you see it?"
"I see."
"There are a lot of things you need to use now at that stall, go quickly."
Zheng Wan took a quick look, and there was indeed a thin monk with a square face sitting there, with squinted eyes and a beard. He looked unkempt, so he couldn't help but quicken his pace.
When she arrived at the stall, she found that there were indeed a few things she needed to use.
The ice attribute cinnabar, which I couldn't find anywhere in the market just now, and the ice charm pen made of snowfield wolf hair are also there.
"How does this sell?"
Zheng Wan pointed to the talisman pen and the two boxes of cinnabar. This box of cinnabar can probably draw three thousand pieces of talisman paper, but the talisman paper... She thought about it, then pointed to the talisman paper beside her and asked.
Now that she wants to draw Bingxin Talisman, the yellow talisman paper is useless, if she can replace it with the talisman paper, the quality will be better.
"The cinnabar is prepared with the blood of the ice field bear. A box contains one middle-grade primordial stone. The talisman pen is made of the thinnest and toughest hair from the snowfield wolf's tail. It is more expensive. Twelve mid-grade primordial stones. As for the talisman paper, Eight hundred yuan per knife."
If you only buy cinnabar and talisman paper, she will have enough.
There were 800 low-level primordial stones before, and another batch of Ice Shield Talismans was sold at the stall market during the day, and I got 380 low-level primal stones, a total of 1118 in my hand, and I went to Qibao Pavilion to buy four more. In the Yuan Gathering Formation of one hundred and fifty primordial stones, there are still 730 low-rank primeval stones left, that is, seven middle-rank primeval stones and thirty low-rank primordial stones.
Two boxes of cinnabar, two middle-level primordial stones, five-knife talisman paper and four mid-level primordial stones, a total of six mid-level primordial stones. In this way, only one mid-level primordial stone and thirty lower-level primordial stones are left. stone-
Compared with the talisman pens with twelve middle-level primordial stones, she is completely insufficient.
Ice-attribute talisman pens are hard to come by...
Zheng Wan thought for a while, and took out the glazed lamp that she had just obtained. Although this lamp is only a high-level magic weapon, it is really beautiful, but she already has Feng Long.
She rubbed it reluctantly for a while, then pushed it over with all her heart:
"Is this possible to get a discount?"
The squinting-eyed monk looked up:
"Eight middle-rank primordial stones."
"This is the Lantern King."
Zheng Wan wanted to say a few more words, but Cui Wang, who was still indifferent just now, suddenly pulled the lamp away with his sleeves, and threw a high-level primordial stone on the stall:
"use this."
"..."
Zheng Wan looked at his complexion, not knowing why I had offended him, she whispered "Oh", and after putting all the talisman pen, talisman paper and cinnabar into the Qiankun bag, said: "When I draw the Bingxin talisman, I will Return the primordial stone to you."
Cui Wang put the lamp back into her hand again, and said with a look of hesitation:
"Put it away."
... Could it be that she was angry because she wanted to sell the lamp
What a weirdo.
At this moment, Grandma Jin said:
"The blue stone on the left that presses the cloth, the one with love, ask the stall owner to give it to you."
Zheng Wan knew that Grandma Jin would not be indiscriminate, and was about to pick it up, but saw Cui Wangxin took the love stone in his hand, and a pair of gourd gourd pans and a comb, all of which were favorite things of female nuns. Stallholder:
"How many of these can be added?"
The stall owner looked at him with disdain, this little white face was dressed like a dog, his cultivation was high and he was handsome, he bought two things for his girlfriend, and wanted so many extras, he was really stingy.
Refused:
"No."
"Then how much is the real king willing to pay?"
"Three middle-rank primordial stones."
A high-level primordial stone that was on the stall just now rolled over:
"give change."
The stall owner came over with seventy-nine middle-grade primordial stones. Seeing that Cui Wang would not accept them, Zheng Wan collected them for him. After the two of them walked ten feet away, they heard him suddenly say:
"I'm a little tired, let's go back."
Zheng Wan knew something was wrong, she held her forehead delicately and yelled that she wanted to go back, the nun leading the way did not suspect him, and led them to another exit.
As soon as Cui Wang went out, he rolled Zheng Wan and went straight back to No. 1 Jingqi Street.
"What's going on here?"
Zheng Wan landed on the ground, and before she could stand still, she saw the blue stone that Grandma Jin had asked her to find a way to bring was wrapped in a wave of energy and flew towards her eyes.
Cui Wang said:
"keep it."
"This is… "
Zheng Wan asked in surprise.
"Mysterious Ice Flame."
"Xuan Bingyan?" Zheng Wan's eyes widened in surprise, "Didn't Xuan Bingyan exist on the glacier for thousands of years?"
How could it be in this little rock.
If it is said that Zigangyan is the number one in the ranking of the top ten strange flames in the cultivation world, and can exorcise evil spirits, then this mysterious ice flame is the most difficult to defend against among the top ten strange flames. Inject into both pupils, or you'll never be noticed—a good sneak attacker.
"Don't think too much, it's only enough for you to temper once."
Quenching
Zheng Wan didn't understand now.
It was Granny Ember who told her:
"There is a small group of icy flames wrapped in this stone, but this icy flame has been consumed for too long, it has long since become a ball of dead fire, and the amount is so small that no one notices it, it is only enough for you to temper your primordial root once. "
"Tempering your Yuangen will make your Yuangen more pure, and after that, your Yuangen will be born with an affinity for ice flames. If there are ice flames in the adventurous place, you will feel it. However, this time Tempering will also bring about a problem, it will be much more difficult for you to absorb other ice flames besides the mysterious ice flame in the future."
Cui Wang also told Zheng Wan what he had said.
"Naturally, it needs to be tempered."
She took it for granted, "Take one step at a time, how many people in this world can absorb Yuanyan? At least it will be easier for me to find Bingyan in the future than ordinary people."
"Then I will protect you."
Cui Wang casually dropped a formation plate and looked at Zheng Wan: "Take it off."
"..."
She pointed to herself: "Me? Take off?"
Cui Wang pursed his lips tightly, under the long eyelashes, a pair of black eyes like beautiful black agate, quietly, with indifferent indifference, nodded:
"kindness."
Grandma Ember snickered for a while:
"If you don't take off the baby, this beautiful dress will be burned."
... Her skirt was burned, so she was naturally reluctant.
But facing such a pair of eyes, even if Zheng Wan could think about it, she couldn't help but blushed, she stomped her feet:
"Cui Wang, turn your head away."
The voice is delicate, like Yingge in March.
Cui Wang glanced at her silently, turned his head slowly, and halfway through Zheng Wan's rustling, said abruptly:
"It's not like I haven't seen it before."
Zheng Wan became angry from embarrassment:
"Cui Wang!"
She rushed up and bit his ear.
The author has something to say: Mother: Do you feel that I, Wang Zai, is slowly becoming a person
PS:
My Wangzai did not collapse.
If you feel broken, please read Chapter 61~
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