Chapter 89 The Villain Is My Furnace (3)
[Here, you wear this ring on your body, it can unilaterally isolate Feng Lan from your attraction, but this is only temporary, as long as your physique still exists, and the longer you get along, the attraction between you It will become deeper and deeper. 】
Xiao Er gave Xu Fuhuan a black and gold magic ring, which came from the western magic world, and it was a gadget made by those alchemists. This thing is not rare in the western magic world, but in this world To Xu Fuhuan, it was really a good thing.
Xu Fuhuan quickly put the ring on the middle finger, and the eagerness to scratch his heart and lungs disappeared in an instant.
In the dark dungeon, Feng Lan sat on the ground.
Xu Fuhuan walked to the dungeon where Feng Lan was imprisoned. Before seeing Feng Lan again, Xu Fuhuan thought that this villain with a pure yin body should be a man with a delicate and feminine face, but-- a snow-white white
robe Clean and spotless, with slightly raised sword eyebrows, phoenix eyes are powerful, and long hair is scattered on the white clothes like splashed ink, only a little white is used. With the front hair tied behind his head, his whole body exudes a cold aura like his sharp sword, and the facial features are three-dimensional and deep, but exudes a cool aura that strangers should not enter, Thin and nice lips. Petal pursed her lips lightly, such a vigilant and defensive appearance made people daunting, but returned to calm in the blink of an eye.
It's really hard to imagine that under such an indifferent and airy appearance, there is a sour and mean lip hidden. tongue.
"What are you doing here? Didn't I tell you to get out?"
Feng Lan said lightly on his face, but his fingers hidden in the wide cuffs were tightly clenched into fists, and his knuckles were trying to suppress the angst in his heart. Out of control impulse and glowing pale.
Feng Lan wanted to continue to say something.
Xu Fuhuan watched him open and close his lips. Petal, I know he must have something bad to say. Hastily opened his mouth and interrupted him.
"Do you want to leave here?"
Feng Lan glanced lazily at Xu Fuhuan. "Will you let me go?"
This is not to believe him?
Xu Fuhuan raised his eyebrows slightly.
Indeed, the original owner was confident about Feng Lan.
"You'll know if you try it?"
Xu Fuhuan evoked a frivolous smile, waved his sleeves, and no one automatically opened the cell door.
Xu Fuhuan walked in, leaned over and stretched out his hand to Feng Lan who was sitting on the ground.
Feng Lan resisted in his heart, but his body seemed to be controlled by another person, he raised his hand uncontrollably, and put his bloody hand in the hands of the man he hated so much.
The moment his fingers touched, his heart felt strangely satisfied, happy and dependent, and even...
He actually felt that this man was so kind, and wanted to rush forward to hug him...
A savage look flashed across Feng Lan's face Distorted, obviously he was disgusted by this man in his heart, but his palm was like a magnet, tightly attached to Xu Fuhuan's palm.
Feng Lan's reaction was far beyond Xu Fuhuan's expectations.
He never expected that the mutual attraction between the pure yang body and the pure yin body would be so great.
If it wasn't for the ring in his hand, would he have completely lost control like Feng Lan? No wonder the original owner took Feng Lan captive to the Hehuan Sect for so long and never touched him.
This kind of sex is dominated by desire, like a beast. Hey, even if it is the original owner who is unscrupulous, he will probably panic in his heart, not to mention that he doesn't like to force others, especially the process of conquering beauties, the more difficult it is, the more interested he is.
Xu Fuhuan calmly accumulated the majestic spiritual power in his body, and the white and transparent spiritual power quietly repaired the palm that was stabbed by Feng Lan's nails.
Feng Lan's eyes turned back and forth in obsession and disgust, Xu Fuhuan pretended not to see it.
There is indeed a fairy secret realm born in the east, but that secret realm is prepared for the protagonist. The original owner, as a cannon fodder who hadn't played many times, didn't even touch the door of the Secret Realm, and the Secret Realm disappeared.
The Immortal Secret Realm is actually a cave that an immortal carries with him, also known as the portable space. The owner of the cave is a certain powerful person from the upper realm, when he was in the lower realm. Leaving the cave in the lower realm, the cave was made of high-quality materials. After countless years of absorbing the essence of the world, the sun and the moon, the spirit of the weapon was gradually produced.
Qi Ling, who had turned on his spiritual wisdom at the beginning, leaked the fairy energy in the cave because of his playfulness, which led to his position being exposed and attracted Xiu. More than half of the monks in the real world.
The Artifact Spirit has an owner, but it doesn't know that its owner has forgotten it long ago, so seeing that there is no owner among these monks, it restrains its breath and continues to hide.
It wasn't until Hua Yanzhi accidentally fell into the cave while being chased by Feng Lan, and then contracted the spirit with the protagonist's halo.
Now, how could he give up such a treasure?
Xu Fuhuan recruited the original owner's eldest disciple, the original owner is very clear about this, an apprentice is an apprentice, and the furnace is the furnace, as his disciple, he will never get involved.
He handed over the affairs of the Hehuan Sect to this disciple named Chang Yi, and then took Feng Lan down the mountain.
After disembarking from the Hehuan Sect, Xu Fuhuan let go of Feng Lan, threw the original owner's spaceship and headed east.
"Didn't you say let me go?"
When Feng Lan said this, she kept away from Xu Fuhuan first, and then she laughed with sarcasm in her eyes.
Xu Fuhuan wore a bright red robe, and smiled wildly. The talisman that was nourished in the Nascent Soul suddenly appeared in his hands.
Xu Fuhuan subconsciously swayed the folding fan in his hand.
Suddenly-
Xu Fuhuan twitched his eyebrows and eyes.
The original owner's natal magic weapon was this folding fan, but seeing the folding fan reminded him of Yuezhuo who was killed by him in the last world.
When he thinks of Yuezhuo, he thinks of the last world where Yuezhuo was almost blown to death. Thinking of his last days, when he was weak and could only rely on Wuchen's medical skills to hang his life, looking at this folding fan was particularly unpleasant.
If Xiaoer hadn't saved his life at the last moment, he would have been blown to pieces by the bomb in the end.
Thinking of this, Xu Fuhuan felt a little upset when he saw the folding fan. With a gloomy face, he said to Feng Lan: "I asked you if you wanted to go out, but I didn't say to let you go."
Anxiously retracting the magic weapon in his hand, Xu Fuhuan flicked his wide sleeves, snorted coldly, and turned towards the spaceship to rest.
Hearing this, Feng Lan's face froze, he subconsciously frowned, curled the corners of his lips, and smiled self-deprecatingly. I knew that this prostitute would not let him go so easily.
...
The spaceship stopped at a bustling market.
People come and go here, Xu Fuhuan was afraid that Feng Lan would slip away while he was not paying attention, so he held his hand all the way.
Feng Lan especially hates this kind of uncontrolled behavior.
As long as Xu Fuhuan gets close to him, his body will become extra docile, even dependent, as if it's not his own.
Xu Fu is happy. The corners of her lips curled up and led Feng Lan to wander around the market.
Suddenly, his eyes fell on the booth of a man in a black cloak who was looking down at a book.
There were more than a dozen jade boxes randomly placed on the booth of this mysterious person who pretended to be himself. Xu Fuhuan scanned it with his divine sense, and there were dozens of precious spiritual plants intact in the boxes. He has nothing to care about Lingzhi, and the original owner is not an alchemist, so it is useless for him to ask for this thing.
Instead, there was a dirty jade slip in one of the jade boxes.
This thing...
Xu Fuhuan unconsciously raised the corners of his lips and smiled.
The golden finger of the protagonist!
Why is he so rare to grab the protagonist's things?
Xu Fuhuan pulled Feng Lan up to the mysterious man, picked up the jade box containing the jade slips and asked, "How do you sell this?" The
mysterious man said without raising his head, "50,000 top-grade spirit stones.
" Nice male voice, timbre clear, pure sound quality.
But this opening, things are not usually expensive.
You must know that the monthly payment for an inner disciple of a sect is only two middle-grade spirit stones. If you want to get more spirit stones, you need to do tasks by yourself in exchange for them.
In the plot, the protagonist only used three low-grade spirit stones to exchange for the jade slip. How could it be so expensive to him?
Xu Fuhuan raised his eyebrows, "This fellow Taoist, even if you add up all the things in your booth, it might not be worth the price, right?" Following
Xu Fuhuan's opening, the mysterious man's eyes finally shifted away. He opened the yellowed paper book in his hand.
His icy gaze was like a pool of cold water, so indifferent and almost unhuman.
"Then you make an offer."
The mysterious man looked ridiculously indifferent, but he was surprisingly easy to talk to.
Xu Fuhuan raised his affectionate phoenix eyes, "Three middle-grade spirit stones." His price is much more generous than the protagonist's three low-grade spirit stones.
The mysterious man hasn't spoken yet. On the other hand, Feng Lan couldn't see it first.
He glanced at Xu Fuhuan contemptuously.
"It's a shame that you're still the master of a sect, is it embarrassing?"
The mysterious man's eyes flickered, and his cold eyes looked back and forth between Xu Fuhuan and Feng Lan.
After a while, he said leisurely: "You bought all the things in my booth, and I will give you the things in this jade box." I really know how to do business
.
Xu Fuhuan slandered in his heart.
Xu Fuhuan lowered his head and glanced at the jade box on the booth, the spiritual plants inside were extremely well preserved, even the roots.
This price, I am afraid it is not cheap.
Xu Fuhuan silently calculated the spirit stone in the storage ring of the original owner.
"Then make a price."
"90,000 high-grade spirit stones."
Xu Fuhuan's face froze.
Even if the original owner is the head of a sect, he won't be able to produce so many spirit stones in a short while.
Besides, he might as well just buy the jade slip alone.
The mysterious man seemed to see Xu Fuhuan's embarrassment, and he said quietly: "It's not impossible to sell it to you cheaply, I heard that Donglin has discovered a fairyland, and a person with your cultivation level must definitely I want to go, I don't have high requirements, you just need to escort me there, and I will give you all these things."
Hearing this, Xu Fuhuan frowned instinctively.
Why did he feel that this mysterious man seemed to be waiting for him here? Moreover, the cultivation of this mysterious person seems to be higher than him!
There is no description of his character in the plot.
You can see the calm and unwavering eyes of the mysterious man.
Heartbroken.
"Okay."
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