Eight Desolate Sword God

Chapter 1442

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Although Jiao Yuyan wanted to interrupt Shui Hanyan very much, but Shui Hanyan's aura was so strong that she couldn't summon up any courage, so she could only be secretly annoyed.

"These four golden petal fire lotus petals are for you!"

Touching Shui Hanyan's charming eyes, Ye Chenfeng sighed helplessly in his heart, took off four golden fire lotus petals, gave them to Shui Hanyan, pulled Jiao Yuyan and wanted to leave.

"Ye Chenfeng, women's jealousy is very strong. You are the man I like. I don't allow you to get too close to other women. If you don't want her to have an accident, you'd better stay away from her." Watching Ye Chenfeng leave with Jiao Yuyan's small hand, Shui Hanyan's eyes showed a icy coldness, and sound transmission warned.

"Yuyan is my friend, if you dare to hurt me, I swear I won't let you go!" Ye Chenfeng paused for a moment, and said via voice transmission.

"Hehehe, so they are just friends!" Shui Hanyan suddenly burst into a charming smile and said, "For the sake of your willingness to explain, I'll let her go."

"Fengchen, who is that woman?"

After leaving, Jiao Yuyan still couldn't help asking softly.

"She's a friend of mine!"

Ye Chenfeng also didn't know what the relationship with Shui Hanyan was. After thinking about it, it would be more accurate to use a friend's description.

"She, she is so domineering!" Jiao Yuyan said softly.

"Let's ignore her, let's go back!"

Meeting Shui Hanyan immediately made Ye Chenfeng lose interest completely.

Shui Hanyan was right. Ye Chenfeng was really afraid of revealing his identity. If people from the two great kingdoms knew his identity and knew that he had wiped out the inheritance of the Celestial Clan in the Xingluo Continent, he would never let him go.

Although with his current strength, he is enough to kill Nirvana Human Realm masters, but facing Nirvana Realm masters, he is absolutely no match for Nirvana Heaven Realm masters.

Just as Ye Chenfeng pulled Jiao Yuyan away, a special booth suddenly caught Ye Chenfeng's attention and asked him to pull Jiao Yuyan over.

In this booth, there were no treasures, only a pale, petite, ordinary-looking woman in tattered clothes, with many bloodstains on her face, curled up and shivering.

An old man with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek and a mouthful of disgusting yellow teeth was yelling hard: "Everyone, come and have a look, the girl with a real yang body is a good furnace, and the girl's body is that of the hidden family of the past. The blood of the family, that is to say, whoever can buy her back can not only use her True Yang Physique to cultivate, but also might be able to find the Zhou family ruins and obtain the Zhou family’s relics through her!"

"True Yang Physique!" Knowing the girl's physique, many people showed interest and asked the price: "How can I sell this girl?"

"One dao treasure plus ten million high-grade soul crystals can take her away!" the sharp-mouthed old man said with a smile.

"You are too expensive."

Hearing the quotation from the sharp-mouthed old man, many people immediately gave up their thoughts.

Although the true yang body is a very good furnace physique, the woman's pure yin has been broken long ago, and her so-called Zhou family bloodline is even more difficult to study. In addition, her appearance is not outstanding, and her figure is also very ordinary, which makes many people I directly dispelled the idea of spending a lot of money to buy back the double repair.

"Hey, everyone, don't leave. If you are interested, the price can be discussed again. If you miss the True Yang Body, you must hold grudges for life!" The sharp-mouthed old man looked at the crowd and wanted to leave when he heard his offer. shouted immediately.

"This girl, I bought it!"

At this time, Ye Chenfeng walked over with Jiao Yuyan, stared at the trembling petite woman who was in panic, and said coldly.

"Master, he is a man of knowledge at first glance. He has cultivated both the true yang and the body. The taste is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary women. It will definitely make you not want to get out of bed!"

Hearing that Ye Chenfeng wanted to buy it, the sharp-mouthed old man showed excitement, showed an ambiguous smile, and said earnestly.

But upon hearing the old man's words, the petite woman curled up directly hid her head between her legs, looking extremely panicked and humiliated.

"Take this treasure and 10 million top-grade soul crystals and get lost, and I'll kill you if you talk nonsense again!" Ye Chenfeng's face darkened, warning with a murderous intent.

"Yes Yes… "

Feeling the murderous intent emanating from Ye Chenfeng, the sharp-mouthed old man didn't dare to speak anymore, counted the top-grade soul crystals, took the Daobao thrown by Ye Chenfeng, and flew away.

Chapter 1142 Xuanwu

"Don't be afraid, come with me!"

Ye Chenfeng walked slowly to the side of the petite woman, took out a long robe from the Qiankun ring that he carried with him, covered her radiant body, and said softly.

Sensing Ye Chenfeng's move, and listening to his gentle voice, the petite woman raised her head slightly, looked at Ye Chenfeng's clear eyes, the uneasiness in her heart eased, she bit her pale lips lightly, and slowly stood up.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you!" Captured the deep fear in the petite woman's eyes and her slightly trembling body, Ye Chenfeng said via voice transmission: "I have some connections with your Zhou family ancestors. You go home."

"go home… "

Hearing the word "go home", the pretty woman's body trembled a bit. She was captured by the wicked and tortured in every possible way. She was already in despair. Now, someone said that they would take her home, which made her feel like she was dreaming. She couldn't believe it. All this is true.

"Yuyan, take care of her, let's go back!"

If it wasn't for Tianjiefang not allowing killing, Ye Chenfeng wouldn't dare to break the rules at will. With the evil deeds of the sharp-mouthed old man, Ye Chenfeng would have killed him long ago.

But when he left, Ye Chenfeng left a soul imprint on him, planning to settle accounts with him in the future.

Just when Ye Chenfeng, Jiao Yuyan, brought the poor little girl to the stone gate of Tianjiefang, there was a nine-foot tall man wearing a black python-patterned robe, his strong body exuded a strong oppression. Feeling, a man like an iron tower came over.

"This friend, can I take a step to speak?"

The burly man came to Ye Chenfeng and said politely.

"What's up?"

Ye Chenfeng looked up at the burly man, and said calmly.