Nangong's red face is like a rose, delicate as a weak grass, she rested her head on Feng Feiyun's shoulder, and said softly: "That's fine! I'll go back to Juise Building to clean up, and then leave the capital, I'm in the gods. The important town of Tieling outside the capital is waiting for you, and then we will leave the Shenjin Dynasty together. I will go wherever you go."
This is what she said from the heart, but there is one more sentence she didn't say, "But I have to wait until I collect the five divine clothes."
Feng Feiyun stared at Nangong Hongyan's pair of eyes like Mo Xing, her eyelashes fluttered, feeling the gleam in her eyes, Feng Feiyun secretly said, "It seems that she has no plans to leave the capital, what does she want? doing what?"
Nangong Hongyan's character is so unpredictable, in front of Feng Feiyun, she is like an infatuated little woman, but she has a cruel and ruthless side, killing countless people, bloody hands, offended Many people really want to think that the Xianmen Great Sect has a strong person who died in her hands, and there are not a few young talents who have lost their lives.
"Sooner or later, these people will take action against her. Only by becoming stronger can I protect her from being hurt."
Feng Feiyun suddenly thought of what Dongfang Jingyue said.
Feng Feiyun's lips moved, but he still didn't ask, "What if the Jiu Jiu gua robe is really taken away by her? Now that I have an ancient bronze ship to protect me, the blood of the demon is not a big threat to me. , There seems to be nothing wrong with the mother's relics being kept by her future daughter-in-law?"
Feng Feiyun is trying his best to convince himself, try not to care about this matter, don't even ask.
Nangong Hongyan had already left, Feng Feiyun sat alone on the chair, holding the spiritual core in his hand, racing against time to improve his cultivation, he had to break through the fourth level of destiny within half a month.
Dazaifu is the most prosperous and splendid place in the entire divine capital except for the imperial palace, and it is also the residence of one of the four major sects, the Beiming sect.
The Beiming Clan has an ancient heritage with a history of tens of thousands of years, which is not much less than the history of the royal family.
More than 6,000 years ago, there were no dynasties in this land. There were only immortal gates, prosperous immortal families, and the mysterious Paradise. A brilliant figure, raising a pole as a flag to crusade against the great sects of immortals in the world.
This talented person is the "first generation of Jin emperors", one of the most legendary people on the land of the Shenjin Dynasty.
At that time, the ancestors of the eighteen emperors and the ancestors of the Beiming clan were the ancestors of the eighteen emperors who followed the first generation of Jin emperors to conquer the immortal gates of the world.
It can be said that the Long family's ability to suppress Wanjiao and conquer the world is inseparable from the support of the Beiming clan.
Beiming Mo Shou sat in the splendid palace, flipping through an iron book in his hand, and there was a spirit lamp on the jade table next to it. It was made from the bone oil sacrifice of the blue lion beast.
Longshenya and Beiming Potian stood up respectfully in the hall, both of them were top talents of the younger generation, epic-level geniuses, one ranked seventh on the "Epic Talents List", and the other ranked fourth , the dominant figure in the world.
Although Longshenya is a prince, he is also the grandson of Beiming Moshou.
A large part of the reason why he could become the prince was because of Beiming Moshou's strong support behind him.
"It has been less than ten days to choose a concubine for Princess Luofu. You have several levels of certainty to win." Beiming Moshou put down the cold iron book in his hand, and stared at Beiming Potian with his old and sunken eyes.
"Tenth floor." Beiming's body is piercing and threatening, and the cold light is like frost. The cold current on his body condenses into thirty-six wild beast shadows, and let out a loud roar.
Beiming Potian's power is overwhelming the world, making Longshenya standing beside him pale. He has already reached such a state. This force seems to be able to fight the sky and the ground. Who is his opponent in the younger generation?
"The fifth level of destiny, actually reached the fifth level of destiny, well, with such a state and such confidence, it is enough to sweep anyone of the younger generation." Beiming Mo Shou repeatedly applauded.
Beiming stood proudly and proudly, neither humble nor arrogant, said: "In the younger generation, only Li Xiaonan and Prince Hongye can fight me, Princess Luofu is ice-skinned and jade-boned, as beautiful as Xian'e, in terms of talent, her talent is not there Under me, in terms of status, you are a royal goddess, and no one can compare with her. Although there are many beauties in the world, but they are not as good as her, I must marry her as my wife. "
There was an air of invincibility about him.
Beiming Mo Shou nodded and said with a smile: "If you can marry Princess Luofu, you will not only get a beautiful woman, but also give us Beiming clan more bargaining chips."
Longshenya smiled and said: "If my cousin can marry Luofu, then she must be made obedient, and she will still have the strength to compete with me for the throne of Jin Emperor."
Beiming kept his mind calm and his eyes wise, and said: "Potian has broken through the fifth level of destiny, and is enough to become a true overlord in the younger generation. There are not many talents who can compete with you. Li Xiaonan is the most unfathomable. , but Dongfang Jingyue, whose heart is in the Silver Hook Clan, will never participate in the battle of the concubine. The second is Prince Hongye. I heard that he defeated Yan Ziyu with only thirty-two moves in the Silver Hook Clan. What do you think of his cultivation?"
Beiming Potian's face was solemn, and he said, "When Prince Hongye and Yan Ziyu fought, they didn't use all their strength. This person is definitely the fifth-level cultivation of the destiny. If they fight, it is difficult to say the outcome."
"Even Feng Feiyun can knock him back with a single stick, how strong is his combat power?" Longshenya asked in disbelief.
Beiming Po Tiandao: "If Feng Feiyun does not use the decree of the king of the gods, he will definitely not be the opponent of the prince Hongye. Even if he uses the decree of the king of the gods, the prince Hongye must have the treasures to deal with the decree of the king of the gods. Lost in the hands of Feng Feiyun. But... "
"But what?" Longshenya said.
"However, Feng Feiyun's speed is too exaggerated, and it is already comparable to the speed of a giant. Some people in the younger generation may defeat him, but absolutely no one can kill him." Beiming Potian said so.
Beiming Mo said: "Feng Feiyun must not be allowed to grow up. He is only the third-level destiny, and he is already so terrifying. If he is allowed to improve his cultivation level again, he will definitely become a formidable enemy."
Beiming said: "I don't want to ask about the murder. I'm going to practice. I must marry Princess Luofu as his wife."
Beiming Mo Shou smiled and nodded, and said, "Go to the Medicine God Pavilion to get the third-grade peak spiritual elixir, the beacon elixir, and consolidate the realm again!"
"Thank you, Lord!" Beiming turned into a cold shadow and disappeared into the palace.
The resplendent hall, the lights swaying.
Only Beiming Moshou and Longshenya were standing in the hall, and the scene looked quite strange. Both of them were secretly transmitting voices, and no one knew what they were talking about.
"Thank you for your guidance, I'll do it now, Feng Feiyun will definitely not survive for ten days." Long Shenya tidied up his clothes, turned around and backed away, with a savage smile on his face.
Dark tides are surging in the capital of the gods, and many people with strong cultivation base can smell an unusual breath.
Maybe it's really going to change.
God's Palace.
At noon, Feng Feiyun finally waited for Bi Ningshuai and asked, "How is it? Have you succeeded?"
Bi Ningshuai's body was scorched black, the top of his head was still smoking, his hair was standing up, his mouth was spewing sparks, his clothes were turning black and gray, and he was almost half a breath.
"Ben... Originally, I already got it, but someone found it..." Bi Ningshuai's hands were shaking, and he kept twitching. As he spoke, two black front teeth fell to the ground.
"Is it someone from the Grand Master's Mansion?" Feng Feiyun let out an aura to help him heal.
The wound on Bi Ningshuai's body began to heal, and his internal organs were full of vitality. He shook his head and said, "It's the red lotus."
"Evil Red Lotus?" Feng Feiyun was surprised.
Bi Ningshuai's eyes were so miserable that he was about to cry, and nodded.
"Nima, this is too cruel. No matter how you say you are her fiancé, she is beating you to death! Could it be..." Feng Feiyun helped Bi Ningshuai up with some pity and comforted him. : "Women are like clothes, brothers are siblings, brothers, take it lightly."
Bi Ningshuai burst into tears and said with a sob voice, "So you think she has another man outside. She must want to murder her fiancé and run away with that man."
Feng Feiyun was stunned for a moment, and said: "Miss Honglian is not such a woman, I want to say... Could it be that the two elixir I wanted were taken away by her?"
Feng Feiyun was too lazy to concern himself with his personal problems, the elixir was the key.
"No!" Bi Ningshuai was like nothing at all, and there was not a single tear left in his eyes.
"Then why are you crying?" Feng Feiyun's heart was full of the urge to beat people.
"You were beaten to death by your own fiancée, don't you feel aggrieved and hurt? Cry twice, that is also a man's complaint against this injustice, a silent resistance to dissatisfaction in his heart." Bi Ningshuai plausibly road.
"Don't save others by yourself, give me the Wushoulong and Qihuahua, and refine the Tianmai Dan, you must have a share." Feng Feiyun said.
Bi Ningshuai took out a 6,000-year-old white jade spirit flower, the size of a washbasin, with a crystal clear body, a total of 81 petals, and a drop of divine dew inside, the brilliance is as bright as the stars.
"This is not an exotic flower, this is a water dragon spirit flower, such a big one, I am afraid it has grown for five or six thousand years, and its value is invaluable. The Shenjin Dynasty can't find a second one."
Although the water dragon spirit flower is also rare, it is not the medicinal guide of Tianzhu Dan, and Feng Feiyun is not very interested.
It's just that Feng Feiyun is curious, where did Bi Ningshuai get such a precious spiritual flower
"It's not this one! Could it be this one?" Bi Ningshuai took out another crimson spirit flower. It was only the size of a fist, but the whole body was burning with flames. The shape of the flame was very similar to a small Snake, full of spirituality.
Feng Feiyun shook his head and said, "This is Chihuohe, which actually gave birth to spiritual flower buds. I am afraid that it has been more than three thousand years old. This is a treasure for cultivating the supernatural power of flame."
"It's not right."
Bi Ningshuai continued to rummage.