Night falls.
Apocalypse City is brightly lit, the streets are busy with traffic, and spaceships are flying in the sky, making it a bustling and lively scene.
Putting aside the hostile relationship, if the Kingdom of Apocalypse was really founded by the goddess of wisdom Himia, she would be really amazing in terms of the development of this civilization, and Ning Tao would have to admire her.
Although he also established the kingdom of God and planted the seeds of civilization, the seeds of his civilization were sown in the soil of Himia, the goddess of wisdom, and his people's believers, who were also the goddess of wisdom. Mia's creation had nothing to do with him. Everything he did was just icing on the cake, far from original.
There is nothing shameful about admiring your enemies.
But in this bustling Tianqi City, there is a very different place, that is Zuixiangju. Unlike the hustle and bustle around it, it seemed particularly deserted. No one moved around in such a large mansion, because the servants were sent to the shabby room outside the separation wall to rest before dark, and the few servants of the gods did not dare to disturb the owner Lang Xianghun.
The flower of the people of the gods likes to be clean and quiet, which is well-known throughout the imperial capital, and is as famous as her hobby of spices. There is a rule in Wenxiang Tower that no one can approach it after nightfall. Not long ago, a servant of the gods forgot this rule and came to Wenxiang Residence after dark. He originally wanted to please Lang Xianghun and dedicated a rare spice he found in the market to Lang Xianghun, but in the end he was kicked out of Xianghun Residence.
With this lesson in mind, even Sashimi, who was most valued by Lang Xiang's soul weapon, did not dare to approach Wenxiang Tower after dark.
There is one exception, and he is a humble ironborn.
This person is Ning Tao.
Ning Tao held a tray and came to the door next to the incense workshop, and then called the door: "Incense Soul Divine Envoy, have you rested?"
The closed door suddenly opened, and a ray of cold light suddenly penetrated the air. It was in front of Ning Tao's face in an instant, and then hovered in front of his eyebrows.
It was an exquisite dagger, made of unknown divine materials. It was fluorescent and looked like an energy form, but it also seemed like a real thing. There was some inscription engraved on the body of the dagger, but it was in the language of light, and Ning Tao couldn't understand it at all.
In the room, Lang Xianghun stood barefoot on the spotless floor. His expression was cold and his voice was extremely cold: "Don't you know you can't disturb me at night? If you can't give me a suitable reason, I'll kill you!" "
With her little sword, she might not be able to shave off Ning Tao's hair. It would be a fool's errand to kill Ning Tao.
But acting requires a complete performance.
Ning Tao pretended to be nervous and said: "Don't kill me, the God of Fragrant Soul. I drove out some drunken fragrant soul, so I couldn't wait to bring it to you. Since that's the case, I'll go back."
He pretended to step back cautiously, fearing that the small sword would prick him.
"Stop!" Lang Xianghun called out to Ning Tao, then made a move with his hand, and the fluorescent, real and fake small sword flew back to her hand.
But she saw that she inserted the small fluorescent sword into her belly, and the sword disappeared from her body.
This is the true swordsman who combines man and sword.
It turns out that it is really an energy sword.
Ning Tao was filled with surprise and curiosity. What surprised her was that she just pierced the energy sword into her belly. What if it came from somewhere
If Fang appears, it will cause big trouble. What is curious is what kind of civilization the Guangling people are. They are 99% similar to humans, but they look much more powerful than humans.
However, there was a frightened expression on his face.
"Come in." Lang Xianghun said.
Ning Tao finally "came back to his senses" and took steps to enter the house.
Lang Xianghun suddenly stopped Ning Tao again: "Are you wearing shoes?"
Ning Tao raised one foot, showing the bare sole to Lang Xianghun in an independent posture.
Lang Xianghun nodded and added: "Don't touch anything."
"Xiaomin, remember." Ning Tao walked in and walked cautiously towards Lang Xianghun.
Lang Xianghun waved his hand and the door closed again.
Ning Tao walked to Lang Xianghun, knelt down, and raised the tray above his head with both hands.
Lang Xianghun said: "Get up, wipe the bottle and open it."
Her mysophobia was indeed at an extreme level. The bottle was already very clean, but it was still dirty in her eyes and she was unwilling to touch it.
Ning Tao stood up, put down the tray, picked up the small porcelain bottle, wiped it on his clothes, and then uncorked the bottle.
The fragrance of Zuixianghun suddenly spread out from the small porcelain bottle.
Lang Xianghun's energy body suddenly trembled, and an intoxicated expression appeared on his exquisite face. Soon, she was dissatisfied with the little scent of the drunken soul that spread in the air. She reached out and took the small porcelain bottle from Ning Tao's hand, and then couldn't wait to get to the mouth of the bottle and take a deep sniff. .
boom!
The power of the wine doubled, and Lang Xianghun's body fell back softly.
"Be careful!" Ning Tao took a step forward and put his arms around Lang Xianghun's slim waist.
The tentacles were warm and delicate, and it felt like he was hugging a woman made of pearl powder, and her body slipped from his fingers one by one.
He indeed hugged Lang Xianghun's slender waist, but in just two or three seconds, her waist passed through his palm. There was nothing left in his hands except a little mysterious and wonderful feeling, and she fell to the ground.
But the moment Lang Xianghun fell to the ground, she waved her left hand, and the small sword hidden in her body suddenly flew out and plunged into Ning Tao's head.
Ning Tao reached out and grabbed the small sword.
The small sword kept vibrating in his hand, but it could not escape his control.
In just such a short time, Lang Xianghun was completely drunk and collapsed on the ground, not even taking back her small sword.
The sword strike just now was obviously her instinctive reaction. She is such a noble and proud flower of the gods, how could she tolerate a humble ironman touching her body. But after that moment of instinct, there was no instinct anymore. Her soul was completely immersed in the ocean of happiness, and she could not remember the humble Ironborn.
How exciting is this state
As soon as she thought about it, the entire universe was at peace and there was no war.
As soon as she thought about it, the entire universe was painted her favorite white, without any dirt left.
As soon as she thought about it, all the handsome guys in the universe knelt in front of her and stuck out their tongues.
As soon as she thought about it, she immediately became the supreme being in the universe, and she dominated everything. Even if it was a black hole, if she wanted to fill it, she would fill it immediately...
…
It’s so high, it’s so happy!
Ning Tao put the small fluorescent sword against her lower abdomen, and a miracle happened. The small sword slowly sank into her lower abdomen, but she did not react at all with any pain.
Only halfway in, Ning Tao suddenly had an idea in his mind. He pulled out the small sword, holding it in his left hand, and using the fingers of his right hand as a blade, he injected the power of creation and carved a soul mark on the sword.
This mark was the mark engraved on his soul by the Cauldron of Good and Evil.
Although I don't know what effect engraving the soul mark on this small sword will have, there is nothing wrong with trying it. If you can't control her, at worst, you can use a drunken soul to get her drunk, and use the power of creation to erase her.
After carving the soul mark, Ning Tao put the small sword against Lang Xianghun's belly and slowly inserted it into Lang Xianghun's belly. She didn't react at all until the hilt disappeared.
Then, he corked the small porcelain bottle, cutting off the channel for the dispersion of Zuixianghun's factors.
The alcohol gradually subsided and Lang Xianghun regained consciousness. Suddenly she found herself lying on the ground, with Sha Wujing standing next to her and looking at her. She stood up in a hurry and said nervously: "What did you do?"
Ning Tao said neither humble nor arrogantly: "Fragrance Soul Divine Envoy, you smelled the Drunk Soul and fell drunk. I didn't dare to help you, so I can only stay here and wait for you to wake up."
Lang Xianghun stared at the small porcelain bottle that Ning Tao put on the tray again, and said coldly: "What kind of spice are you refining?"
Ning Tao smiled calmly: "Drunken Fragrance Soul, that is the most proud research in Xiaomin's life. It can make people feel unparalleled happiness."
Zuixianghun suddenly waved her right hand, and the small fluorescent sword appeared in her hand. The next second, her sword was pressed against Ning Tao's chest.
Ning Tao pretended to be surprised: "Xianghun Divine Envoy, you... what are you going to do?"
Lang Xianghun snorted coldly: "Who are you? You use this spice to get close to me. What's your ulterior purpose?"
She is good-looking, but she is definitely not a flower vase.
She likes Zuixianghun, there is no doubt about it. But even in the face of this temptation that she couldn't resist, she could still stay awake and doubt Ning Tao's motives, which was even more complicated. You know, she is actually still under the influence of Zuixianghun's alcohol at this moment, and she is not in her most sober state yet.
Also a divine envoy, this Lang Xianghun was much more powerful and more difficult to deal with than Kun Ling. Otherwise, she would not be in charge of such an important place as the Sky Temple Reincarnation Center.
Ning Tao was not in a hurry to defend himself. He just looked at Lang Xianghun with calm eyes. At this moment, a trace of the power of creation penetrated from his chest into the body of the fluorescent sword, quietly activating the soul mark he had just carved.
A ball of golden light spread out from the sword.
Lang Xianghun's body suddenly stiffened and he fell straight to the ground.
This time Ning Tao didn't reach out to help her, he just watched her fall to the ground.
The golden light filled the air, and cracks appeared on the fluorescent sword. Lang Xianghun was lying on the ground, and her energy body was rapidly weakening, getting weaker and weaker.
She is dying.
This situation also shocked Ning Tao. What he wanted was to use the soul mark to control Lang Xianghun. He had no intention of killing her, but she was dying at the moment!