The favor of heaven, followed by all beasts, the abandoned daughter, she tortured the scum and becam

"what!"

Yan Xue clasped Yan Ruqing's wrist with one hand, and aimed the sword light at her fragile white neck. With a slight stroke, blood stained the sword body red.

Her smile was like a ghost, arrogantly and frivolously scorning the masters in the room, "I'll see who dares to take a step forward, and I'll wipe her neck!"

Yan Ruqing was so frightened that she screamed, "Stop it, stop it! Master, we have something to talk about. I think these are all misunderstandings, all misunderstandings!"

"A guy who is greedy for life and afraid of death." Yan Xue secretly took a sip and felt more and more contempt for the people of the Yan family.

The employer was hijacked, and the rest of the people did not dare to act rashly. After all, if their employer dies, there will be no one left to pay their bills.

Yan Ruqing was so frightened that her face turned pale and her legs were trembling weakly. She cried and begged: "Master, please do well and let me go. What happened today was really a misunderstanding!"

"Okay." Yan Xue agreed readily.

Before Yan Ruqing could be proud, the next words seemed to make Yan Ruqing fall into hell.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, I'm also a good talker. I don't have any hobbies, but I like to go into the fireworks alley. I think the girl is also a beauty, why not..."

"You...ah!" Yan Ruqing's face turned pale. Before she could react, a force ripped open her clothes on her chest, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin.

"No! Please, please don't do this to me."

Yan Xue let go of her, and Yan Ruqing lost her strength and fell to the ground, but the sword was still pointed at her head, leaving her no room to escape.

Yan Ruqing made a determined effort and threw a small bag of spirit stones at the group of people, angrily yelling: "Get out of here, get out of here!"

After taking the spirit stone, those people left cursing.

Yan Ruqing turned her attention to Yan Xue again, humbly tugging at the hem of her clothes, crying so hard, "Young Master, I really know that I was wrong. I will give you everything I have. Please don't harm me." I."

Yan Xue raised her eyebrows slightly, staring deeply at the movements of her hands.

Yan Ruqing didn't dare to neglect, and took out all the valuables on his body, including two small bags of spiritual stones, four bottles of elixirs for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, and even took off the jewelry on his body.

I have to say that she really cherished her life.

Yan Xue was astonished and strode away after collecting the things. She also mercifully left the iron sword for Yan Ruqing to defend himself on the way home.

Behind her, Yan Ruqing's narrow eyes flashed with a fierce and sinister look. She knelt down and grabbed the hilt of the sword, stumbled to her feet, and stabbed Yan Xue's defenseless back!

"go to hell!"

Unexpectedly, the intact sword suddenly broke into four pieces.

Yan Xue looked back and smiled as if he had planned it, "I forgot to tell the girl, that sword has been damaged by me. But if the girl sells it to the blacksmith shop, she should be able to exchange it for a spiritual stone that she can take home."

After Yan Ruqing heard this, he fell to the ground in despair and bit his pale lower lip.

It would take at least a week to return to the Yan family, and at least a small bag of spirit stones would be spent on the way. How could she survive if she was only given one spirit stone?

But these are not things Yan Xue should consider.

She returned to the private room, sat down and took a leisurely sip of tea. Not long after, the maid came in carrying a jade plate with a storage ring and the auction item she was bidding on.

After putting down her things, the maid bowed her head and left respectfully.

Yan Xue picked up the snow-white sword, her pupils shrank, and she condensed her spiritual energy towards the sword. A gray cloud suddenly appeared in her eyes. She seemed to be on top of an iceberg, and the surrounding temperature was bitingly cold.

She didn't stay inside for long before she was forced out by the extremely cold air inside.

The little black ball rolled out of his sleeve, and after sniffing the scent of the sword, he said: "Its aura is very weak now. You nourish it with your essence and blood every day, and slowly it will accept you."

"it is good."

Yan Xue gently pricked her fingertip with the tip of the sword. A drop of blood came out and quickly integrated into the sword body. At the same time, the wound on her finger also disappeared.

"Little junior sister, what are you doing?"

A handsome figure walked out from behind the screen. Xu Linghe narrowed his eyes lazily. His eyes accidentally fell on the snow-white and translucent sword in Yan Xue's hand, and he was slightly startled.

I didn't expect that the Ningbing Sword would be here. Could it be that the demon world has already begun to take action?

But is it really okay if someone pulls out the Ningbing Sword that suppresses one of the Three Realms?

Xu Linghe thought about it and felt relieved.

It shouldn't be a big deal, there are still two swords to hold it down. Besides, even if something happened, it wouldn't be his alchemy cultivator's turn to worry about.

If the little junior sister likes it, let her hold it.

Xu Linghe stretched out and said in a tired and hoarse voice: "The teleportation array should be charged up. We can go back."

Yan Xue put away her sword, jumped off the couch and walked to Xu Linghe, putting the storage ring in his hand, "Brother, thank you for the spirit stone. I will pay you back when I make money."

Xu Linghe tightened his fingers slightly, and after realizing it, he laughed dumbly and said, "What are you doing? If I give it to you, it's yours, I don't need it."

"But……"

"Take it." Xu Linghe couldn't help but grab her hand and put it on her index finger. "The upper world doesn't need these things, so it's useless for you to give them to me."

As if he saw through the doubts in Yan Xue's eyes, Xu Linghe explained: "If we want treasures in other people's hands, we usually exchange them for equivalent treasures, otherwise we just rely on our strength to grab them!"

Such a simple and crude method, worthy of the powerful people who have cultivated themselves into gods.

Yan Xue accepted it for the time being, secretly planning to pass it on to Xu Linghe when he found something better.

They arrived at the teleportation hall outside Ganhai Town. The hall was supported by fifteen white stone pillars, and a huge teleportation array in the center of the stone pillars was faintly glowing with fluorescence.

Even if Xu Linghe is a god, he must abide by the rules of the lower realm when he arrives, hand over the spirit stone and wait in line honestly.

He did not use the flying paper kite because he was worried that it would injure Yan Xue's abdominal wound a second time. In comparison, the teleportation circle was gentler.

Yan Xue was bored and playing with the little black ball in his sleeve, and suddenly heard the comments of others.

"I heard that the palace offered 100,000 spiritual stones to summon miracle doctors from various states to treat the princess!"

"One hundred thousand spirit stones! What strange disease does the princess have?"

"I don't know very well...it is said that the powerful people from all over the country have gone and there is no way to start."

"I'm afraid the princess will be in trouble this time... Alas!"

……

Yan Xueyu's clear eyes flashed with a gleam of cunning. The poison she had inflicted on Yun Mo was at its peak. If she took her mother's things, she would definitely get them back one by one!

Through the teleportation array, we came to the Tongtian Ladder in the center of Kyushu, and then rode a crane for a ride before returning to Yaoshan Temple.