The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

"..." Ye Wangxi was obviously blocked by what he said, but he didn't get angry. He endured a moment and said, "You misunderstood. I didn't want to follow you, but I was ordered by the lord to come to Xuanyuan Pavilion to buy something. go back."

Mo Ran and Chu Wanning heard this and glanced at each other.

——Shenwu.

Nangong Si shook the red clay jug in his hand, his face became more gloomy: "Father wants to buy something, what can I do for you? Don't I have no hands or feet, so I can't do it for him?"

"...Si, that's not what I meant."

"Who told you to call me that?" Nangong Si lowered her eyebrows extremely low, her eyes were like lightning, "Young Master Ye, don't think that if your father gets close to you blindly, you will be able to act unscrupulously in front of me... don't you think that you are the one who wants to be with me?" Isn't it disgusting?"

"I call you that because of the meaning of the lord. If you are disgusted, just tell him yourself." Ye Wangxi was silent for a while, and said, "What's the use of being angry at me?"

"Don't use your father to oppress me!"

Nangong Si took a deep breath, suppressed his anger slightly, the two spots of black pupils were bright and extremely cold, just like a silver moon hanging high, filled with smoke.

"Young Master Ye." He seemed to have drawn out these three words, "Father asked you to call me Si, I'm afraid he might be wrong about your position in the faction, but you must be self-aware in your heart. Don't give it to me. If you are three-colored, you will open a dyeing workshop, you know, even if you are dyed red and purple, you are born here, you can't compare with me."

Ye Wangxi's gentlemanly face seemed to be gloomy, his thick eyelashes drooped down, and he said quietly: "What the young master said is true, but Ye...has never thought of being with you... Shoulder to shoulder with the young master."

The change of title made Nangong Si a little more comfortable. He raised his hand and drank a few sips of spicy shochu, but he was not drunk. He stared at Ye Wangxi for a while, snorted from his nose, and waved his hand : "I don't dare to measure you, look at you now, how can you be..."

He suddenly realized that there were too many people here, and he almost said something he shouldn't have said, so he pursed his lips and stopped talking.

"..."

On the other hand, Ye Wangxi, even though he suffered such humiliation, he still lowered his eyes. No one could see whether his eyes were anger or humiliation. He only gave everyone a peaceful and gentle face, three points of heroic spirit, Seven points restrained.

The atmosphere was momentarily awkward.

Nangong looked around awkwardly for a while, and his eyes fell on the woman behind Ye Wangxi. As if to cover up the mistake he almost made just now, he coughed, raised his chin at the woman, and asked Ye Wangxi, "What are you doing?" saved?"

"Ah."

"Where is she from? If you don't know where she came from, don't rescue her."

"It's okay, it was taken by Xuanyuan Pavilion."

Nangong Si didn't care much about Xuanyuan Pavilion's bidding, and didn't bother to inquire, but he couldn't help being surprised when he heard that Song Qiutong had actually bought it.The originally lazy and perfunctory eyes suddenly sharpened, fixed on Song Qiutong's face, and said for a while, "Is this a slave bone, or a sphenoid bone beauty seat?"

In the Cultivation Continent, there are only two types of people who can be openly trafficked. Apart from the sphenoid bone beauties, the other type is slave bones.

Slave bones are the offspring of human races and demons. Because people are afraid of the demonic nature of such alien races, once they find out, they will destroy their true essence, and mark their pipa bones with the curse of slavery to make them servants.

However, the price of slave bones is not high, and there is nothing unusual about them. Usually, they serve tea and water for the sect, or are bought by wealthy businessmen and giants to play with.Since it was sold by Xuanyuan Pavilion, it should not be of this grade.

Sure enough, Ye Wangxi said, "It's the sphenoid beauty table."

Nangong Si became very interested, walked around Ye Wangxi, walked in front of Song Qiutong, looked around her as if looking at goods, then frowned and said: "Why is this thing lame? Taste?"

"...she was injured when she was caught, she was medicated, and she still hasn't healed." Ye Wangxi paused, "So we can't go far, and we want to stay here for one night."

Nan Gongsi was noncommittal, squinted his eyes, and suddenly moved close to Song Qiutong's neck and sniffed it, acting like a wild untamed wolf.Song Qiutong was so frightened by his disciple-like behavior that his face turned pale, and he clutched the front of his clothes where he was, precariously.

"It doesn't smell any different from ordinary people." He rubbed his nose and sneezed, "There's a smell of powder..."

After waving his hand, Nangong Si asked casually, "How much?"

"5000."

"silver?"

"gold."

Nangong Si's eyes widened suddenly: "Ye Wangxi, you madman? Do you know how many top-grade millstones are enough for 5000 million gold? Buy me a woman? The money you treat me as a Confucianist is not money?"

"I didn't spend money from the sect." Ye Wangxi paused for a moment, then continued, "I didn't buy it for you either."

"You——!" The anger that had just subsided rose again, and Nangong Si's expression changed, "You are very good!" Turning his head and staring at Song Qiutong, the more he stared, the more unpleasant it became, especially the veil covering his face, No matter how you look at it, you are not happy, and immediately ordered, "You, take off that rag on your face!"

Song Qiutong was frightened, tightly clutching Ye Wangxi's sleeve, shrunk a little behind him, and said in an extremely pitiful voice, "Master Ye, I...I don't want to..."

Ye Wangxi has a slender figure, not as strong and tall as Nangong Si, but when he slightly raised his head to look at Nan Gongsi, he was not afraid: "Since she is not willing, the young master should not force her."

"Luosuosuo, you saved her, so you owe me the life of Confucianism, you must obey me. Take it off!"

"I saved her, and from the time I saved her, I will give her back her freedom." Ye Wangxi said, "Please young master, don't force others to make things difficult."

"Ye Wangxi! Only you are a good thing!" Nangong slammed the door frame angrily, "What do you think of me? I'm going to fight you today. I said she would pick it off if she wanted it." , take off the veil, I will let you live here, if you don’t take off the veil, get out of here!”

Ye Wangxi sighed almost imperceptibly, then turned to Song Qiutong and said, "Let's go."

This time, Nangong Xi was not the only one who was choked. Ye Wangxi was carrying a martial arts on his body. He couldn't let him go away without saying anything. Chu Wanning immediately said: "Go and stop him."

"Okay, okay." Mo Ran also had this intention, but after a long time, he suddenly froze, "Master, stop him and let him live, but he has to stay in the shop to rest."

"Give him half of our room."

"...uh." Mo Ran didn't know why, and suddenly his expression became a little awkward, "I'm afraid there is something wrong."

Chu Wanning slightly raised his eyelids: "What's wrong?"

"Master doesn't know, we two had better not stay in the same room with him, and he won't agree, because this Ye Wangxi, he is actually..."

Just as he was talking about the key point, he suddenly heard Nan Gongsi kick over a table, the cups and dishes fell to the ground, and then he yanked a stool, put his foot on it, and said angrily: "Who allows you to say go?" Just leave?! I think you are out of order! Get out of here!"

"..." Now even Nangong Si's followers were a little embarrassed.

Isn't this...young master, did you tell him to leave immediately?

Ye Wangxi seemed to be accustomed to Nangongsi's unreasonable troubles, and planned to pretend that he didn't hear his roar, and patted Song Qiutong on the shoulder, signaling her not to pay attention to the madman behind him.

"Ye Wangxi!"

"..."

"Ye Wangxi!!"

"..."

"Ye-forget-past!!!"

The veins on Ye Wangxi's forehead twitched twice, and finally he couldn't help turning his head. Unexpectedly, a flagon was thrown towards him, his pupils shrank suddenly, Ye Wangxi was about to dodge, when suddenly a white shadow flashed in front of him.

"what--!"

A delicate cry of pain surprised everyone present, Ye Wangxi and Nangong Si's expressions changed even more.

It turned out that it was Song Qiutong who stood in front of Ye Wangxi in front of Ye Wangxi, and the heavy red clay jug hit her forehead hard, blood flowed instantly, and her pair of white jade hands trembled and stroked. After the blood stains, she was so painful that she shed tears immediately.

"Don't touch it, I'll take a look at the injury."

"I'm fine, as long as I didn't hurt the young master..."

"You speak as you speak, what kind of bottle do you throw?" Ye Wangxi's tone was serious, he glanced at Nangong Si reproachfully, and then said to his attendant, "Take gold to create medicine."

"My lord, the gold-chuang medicines I brought are all used up." The waiter said in a low voice, "Or I'll go outside and buy some more."

Nangong Si didn't expect this to happen. Although he tried to be calm, there was still a trace of apology in his eyes.He faltered with a straight face: "I, I have it here... Alan, bring me my medicine bag."

Ye Wangxi was a little angry, pursing his lips and ignoring him.

Holding the small medicine bottle, she froze at the same place for a long time, but seeing Ye Wangxi turn her head to look at herself, Nan Gongsi couldn't bear it, so she simply shoved the medicine bottle roughly to Song Qiutong: "It's for you, whether you like it or not."

Like a deer in panic, Song Qiutong looked at Ye Wangxi tremblingly, seeing that he didn't stop him, but was silent, so he took the gold medicine as if he was in peace, and bowed his head to the person who hurt him, and said softly: " Thank you, Mr. Nangong."

Unexpectedly, the girl who was almost opened by herself would say thanks, Nangong Si was taken aback for a moment, then returned to her senses and waved her hand, coughing awkwardly: "It's okay."

It was night, Ye Wangxi and his party finally stayed here.

In an inn, counting the candles, the lights are on and off, and the stars are chaotic.

Mo Ran sat by the window with his chin resting, quite absent-minded.It has been nearly two years since I was reborn, and the progress of many things is very different from the previous life. It is always subtle to see the same person doing different things.

Song Qiutong, Ye Wangxi, not returning...

These familiar people and things from previous lives reappeared in his life as time went by.It's just that he will never marry Song Qiutong again in this life. As for Ye Wangxi, this person will soon become famous all over the world and become the second best master in the cultivation world after Chu Wanning.

There is no return.

Thinking of this Mo Dao that had been with him in his previous life, he felt restless.

"Master."

"What's the matter?"

"You have been drawing this spell for half an hour, why haven't you finished it yet?"

"It's all right." Chu Wanning said, borrowing a bean solitary lamp, carefully tapped the last few strokes with a pen dipped in cinnabar, and an extremely complicated Tenglong jumped onto the paper.

Mo Ran looked over.

"what is this?"

"Rising Dragon Barrier." Chu Wanning said.

"what for?"

"You can see all the traces of spells, large or small, around you. If the mysterious man wants to test the spirit root essence with divine power, he must leave a mark on the weapon. Whether the appearance of this weapon is a coincidence or his careful design, you can know immediately gone."

"Wow, with such a good thing, why doesn't Master use it in Xuanyuan Pavilion?"

"...I wake up the enchantment of the rising dragon, you will understand after reading it."

I saw that Chu Wanning pierced his fingertips and wiped it on one of the dragon scales. The little yellow dragon on the paper suddenly overflowed with golden light, and his eyes and tail began to swing flexibly.

Chu Wanning said: "Are you a real dragon?"

There was a shrill voice on the paper: "Yes, yes, this seat is a real dragon."

"How can you see it."

"Stupid mortal! Why don't you believe it!"

"If you can jump out of the paper, I will recognize you as a real dragon."

"How difficult is this! You wait for me! Hey!"

The golden light flashed, and a palm-sized mighty little dragon suddenly jumped out of the paper, shook its head and tail, opened its teeth and danced its claws, and flew around Chu Wanning triumphantly, screaming loudly: "Hahaha, hahaha, I am a Big real dragon, big real dragon, I have many little secrets, little secrets. I have many secrets, I won’t tell you, I won’t tell, I won’t tell, tell, you!”

Chu Wanning glanced at the little loach coldly with those eyes that were as clear as an ice lake, covered it with his hands on the table, and said to Mo Ran expressionlessly: "Understood?"

"understood……"

"Let go of me! You stupid mortal! You messed up my beard!"

Chu Wanning raised his hand, and unceremoniously nodded its inverse scales, that is, the blood-stained scales: "Shut up, go to work."

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Nangong Si

Word: free

Posthumous name: None

Occupation: Confucian style head sect son

To put it simply: the second generation of officials

Social outlook: Heroes of cultivation, who lead many followers

To put it simply: there is a big brother with a group of younger brothers

Current Favorite: Nao Platinum

Favorite food: Meat bones

Dislikes: Vegetables

Height: 185