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Chapter 272 I Want Your Body

Xi Tong didn't hide it, and there's no need to hide it!

Nuwa is good at planning, and can arrange Fuxi to have no temper, not to mention being able to pinch and count, at least her observation of words and demeanor is top-notch in the world.

Gan Lin is powerful, almost equivalent to a life, but Xi Tong doesn't feel sorry for it, and directly uses it on a bull demon.

From this alone, a lot of information can be deduced.

Nu Wa has even deduced the answer, asking again is just to test Xi Tong's character.

Nu Wa was very satisfied with Xi Tong's frankness.

Xi Tong took Nuwa's body back and looked at the other side with burning eyes.

"Senior, are you going to avenge your fellow clan?"

Shaking her head, Nuwa said with a smile: "It's not relative, it's not a reason. What kind of hatred is there? If you want to talk about relatives, Chonglou should call me grandmother. Do you think he has the slightest wish?"

Chong Lou snorted and turned his head away.

Xi Tong finally felt relieved, "If it's not bad, senior's lifespan will be exhausted, and he needs a body to be reborn."

Nuwa took a deep breath, "Once the gods and gods are combined to give birth, they will lose their origin and die. I expected this day, so I created a human to find a suitable body, but unfortunately, I couldn't find it."

Xi Tong thought to himself: It turns out that this is the truth about Nuwa's creation of human beings.

There is no great moral integrity, no noble dedication, but naked interests and bloody needs.

It's a pity that some single seedlings cannot grow in the ground.

"I am very satisfied with your body, please make a price."

Xi Tong's head is full of black lines, why does this sound a bit so...

It would be okay if Zixuan said this.

"Senior, the body of the Nuwa clan is a priceless treasure, how can it be measured by yellow and white things, don't you think so?"

Nuwa knew exactly what Xi Tong was up to, but she had no choice but to nod.

Afterwards, she whispered, "No matter how priceless the Nuwa clan's body is, it depends on who owns it, right?"

Xi Tong took it for granted, "It is indeed worthless in my hands, but it also depends on the time, right? For example, now..."

Smiling, Xi Tong had an expression of victory, "Senior, if you want to fight with your tongue, it's okay for me to accompany you in a decisive battle until dawn. But, can your body bear it?"

Nuwa's body trembled, her power drained faster, and the emerald green light lingered and rose between her and Zixuan.

Yes, as Xi Tong said, she no longer has the right to bargain.

Nuwa leaned down and rubbed her forehead against Zixuan lovingly.

"Mother is leaving, and you will be the only one left in this world from now on."

Zixuan seemed to have realized something. Although her bright eyes were weeping, she didn't say a word, she just stared at her mother with wide eyes, trying to take another look, one more second...

Nuwa straightened Zixuan's clothes, smoothed out the wrinkles on the collar of the collar, pointed her fingers between her eyebrows, moved her lips, and cast silent spells.

"Remember?"

Zixuan nodded, but didn't speak, for fear that if she spoke, she would cry.

Nu Wa turned around, looked at Xi Tong and said, "The control method of the sword spirit has been passed on to Zixuan, if you treat her kindly, the sword spirit will be fine."

What the hell!

Xi Tong was almost taken aback by Nuwa's coquettish manipulation.

Why don't you play your cards according to common sense, we are talking about the price of the body now, how did you become Zixuan.

Nuwa sighed, "You're right, I don't have time. If I had seen you one day sooner, I would have had plenty of time to prepare. Unfortunately, it's too late now. I'll leave that body to Zixuan."

"What do you mean, senior?" Xi Tong was puzzled.

"Fuxi's people have arrived."

As soon as Nu Wa finished speaking, Long Yang appeared in the sword casting workshop.

However, his demeanor and demeanor have undergone earth-shaking changes from before.

Although Longyang has various shortcomings, he is still flesh and blood, affectionate and righteous.

And the person in front of him, although he looks exactly the same as Long Yang, has an indifferent expression and cold eyes, and his whole temperament is like a sharp sword out of its sheath, sharp and sharp.

"Fly Peng!"

Chonglou snorted coldly and called out this unforgettable name.Immediately, he rushed out in a flash, and punched him with a punch.

Long Yang—now Fei Peng, with a flash of dexterity, he easily avoided Chong Lou's fist.

This movement is smooth and flowing, as if it has been rehearsed thousands of times and tens of thousands of times. While dodging, Fei Peng also spins his body and kicks towards the door of the Chonglou.

Chong Lou crossed his arms in front of his body, but Fei Peng's foot was light and weak, he just stepped on it with strength, and jumped backwards.

"Chonglou, what I have recovered is only memory, and my strength is still at the level of ordinary people. If you bully others with your strength, I will just admit defeat."

Chonglou laughed wildly, and two tears of blood flowed out slowly.

"Fei Peng, you are indeed Fuxi's lackey! Everything you do is a conspiracy against me!"

Fei Peng bowed his head sadly, not daring to answer Chong Lou's question, and the two fell into a strange silence.

Xi Tong looked at Fei Peng, then at Nuwa.

"You're talking about him? I can crush him with a wave of my hand."

Before Nuwa could speak, Chonglou snorted, "He's mine! No one can kill him except me!"

Nuwa shook her head, "Fei Peng is just Fuxi's second sword... Be careful!"

Nüwa held Zixuan under her armpit, turned around to block Xitong's body, pointed forward with the Heavenly Snake Staff in her hand, and propped up a thin water curtain.

A golden epee shot straight towards the sword-forging furnace, but was blocked by a thin water curtain, and it did nothing but make slight ripples.

silent!

silence!

There was neither the clang of gold and iron colliding, nor the sound and light of tit for tat. The golden epee missed a hit, and suddenly turned upside down, disappearing in the dignified atmosphere of the earth.

Nuwa put Zixuan beside Xitong, and then cast spells with both hands at the speed of ghosts and animals. The spiritual power surged, the red cloak fluttered, and the long gray hair fluttered in the wind.

A high-spirited figure appeared.

Xi Tong couldn't help but take another look, because he had already guessed the identity of the person in front of him.

Holy Taoist Lord Xuanyuan!

There are too many auras and myths about him, as well as too many legends and anecdotes. At least Xi Tong has read no less than ten stories about him and the Nine Heavens Profound Girl.

Before seeing the real person, Xi Tong was still curious about what the great man of the three thousand courtesans looked like. After seeing the real person, Xi Tong was very disappointed.

There's nothing special about it, he's clearly a rough guy, and he's not good looking.

Nuwa looked at Xuanyuan coldly, "Why don't you cherish the opportunity to be a man, but instead become a dog for Fuxi?"

Xuanyuan's expression was calm, but his tone was blunt, "Because you are a woman."

Xi Tong picked his ears, he almost thought he had heard wrong.

This is the reason why Nuwa created human beings, and Xuanyuan, as the master of human beings, cast himself under Fuxi's sect.

Wasn't it a matriarchal society in that era, and Xuanyuan was not beaten to death for having such thoughts?
Shaking her head, Nuwa said slowly: "I created Wanmin for you, but he only created a Nine Heavens Xuannv. Sure enough, you men understand men better."

Xi Tong coughed, that's what he meant, these bigwigs are very good at playing.

(End of this chapter)