After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée - Chapter 63

[Chapter 63: Mysterious Bingyan]

“no!”

Before Cui Wang could answer, Zheng Wan answered first. She blocked him behind her and raised her chin high, “I want to use it too.”

Mingyu laughed dumbly:

“Little cultivator, I really need it, why do you have trouble with me?”

“It’s strange for the real monarch, why do you always have trouble getting along with me, a little cultivator?”

Zheng Wan said with a sullen look on her face, “Forcing me to be with others half a month ago… If I failed, I wanted to kill me when I was alone. If I hadn’t come to save me in time, I, I, I would have to do it today. …”

She was choked up, but she could hear the people around her clearly, and most of the eyes that turned to Mingyu for a while were reprimanded, especially the few Guixu Sect cultivators, who were even more contemptuous.

Everyone knows that Mingyu Zhenjun came to Guixumen diligently because he admired them Liwei Zhenjun—that is, Liwei Zhenjun’s temperament that he was dedicated to swords and not obsessed with foreign objects was unclear.

This wasn’t a big deal.

After all, this Xuan Cang Realm has fallen in love with the female cultivators who are away from True Monarch Wei. One more True Monarch Mingyu is not too much, but who knows that she seems to be broad-minded, but she is narrow-minded. A low-level female nun?

really…

People are unbelievable.

Look at this monk in red, his eyes are full of tears, his eyes are red when he thinks of the old things, and he doesn’t know how much grievance he has suffered. It’s really pitiful.

Zheng Wan is really pitiful when she pretends to be pitiful, especially when she thinks that she is frugal on weekdays, but she can’t even afford a robe, so she feels even more sad. If she wants to put it aside, she will personally come to her door to pick out any good clothes from the ready-to-wear shop. , the only two good-looking pieces are from Cui Wang—

It’s also too dazzling, and I don’t dare to wear it when I go out alone.

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became. Tears fell like she didn’t want money, which made Mingyu look dumbfounded, and she couldn’t help but laugh in anger:

“What a sharp mouth that turns black and white! You Yuqing people are really extraordinary!”

“Mingyu, you have passed.”

At this moment, Cui Wang suddenly interrupted her.

“Liwei you—”

Mingyu looked at Cui Wang in disbelief. She knew that he had a clear heart, and he was best at getting the truth out of the mess. He knew that this was not the case, but he allowed this little cultivator to confuse black and white. bewitched…

“It’s disgraceful to the sect.”

Cui Wang said lightly, not looking at Mingyu, but looking down at the crying man, “Don’t cry.”

Zheng Wan, with red rabbit eyes, raised her head pitifully and said:

“I-I can’t stop.”

Everyone seemed to hear a sigh, and saw that the man who was still cold and immortal just now wiped her tears with snow-colored silk sleeves:

“I won’t give it to her.”

“Really, really?”

Zheng Wan sobbed.

“Of course it’s true.”

She burst into laughter all of a sudden, tears still hanging on her face, but she reached out and shook his sleeve carefully, and said sweetly, “Cui Wang, you are the best.”

…Cui Wang, you are the best.

Cui Wang was noncommittal.

He looked at Mingyu, the female cultivator who had always been tough to the outside world was blushing at this time, he raised his hand to take a picture, and sent the other party’s crown on the ground in front of her.

Mingyu stretched out her hand to take back the crown, but saw Cui Wang nodding at her:

“Wanwan has a naughty temperament and is young and ignorant. I hope that the true monarch will not have the same knowledge as her. Even if there are mistakes in the future, he will not bother the true monarch.”

He paused, “As for the black market order, the true monarch is very capable, and he can come again next month.”

True Monarch Fusheng laughed and said, “Amitabha.”

On the contrary, Zheng Wan secretly winked at Zhenjun Mingyu. When the other party was angry, she hurriedly hid behind Cui Wang, grabbed his sleeve and said:

“Cui Wang, she murdered me again.”

Cui Wang glanced at her lightly:

“Let’s go.”

“……Oh.”

Zheng Wan smiled and nodded, beckoned to the Guixu Sect disciples who had a good chat just now, and followed.

“Cui Wang, shall we go to the black market…”

“……is it okay……”

“good.”

The sound floated far away, scattered into this lively and bustling light market.

Mingyu stood blankly in the square.

In the center of the city where the crowd was still full of people just now, the crowd gradually dispersed, and only Wuyabang was still flashing. The pride that always springs up every time I see it disappears.

Before True Monarch Fusheng left, he raised his head and glanced at the Wuya Ranking. Li Wei rose by one rank. He is now the number one person in the realm of knowledge.

Fusheng said “Amitabha”:

“I never thought that Li Wei has fallen into the red dust now, and has become a flower cherisher who loves fragrance and jade.”

“It’s time for the poor monk to retreat, goodbye.”

“Wait—” Mingyu suddenly said, “Doesn’t True Monarch Floating Life feel strange? How could Xuan Qingfeng, the first ruthless kendo rookie in Guixu Sect, be so easily fascinated by sex?”

Fusheng looked at her with pity, as if to see through her mind, and said “Amitabha”.

“Your Majesty has a look.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Isn’t the true monarch also fascinated by sex?”

Fusheng laughed loudly, stepped on the red lotus, and walked away unrestrainedly.

Mingyu’s body, which has always been invulnerable to cold and heat, is like an ice cellar.

But in this cold, there is clearly something hidden that makes her blood boil, yes, it is desire, she is eager to show her the same look just now, as if…

She is the light that illuminates his whole world.

Strip away the things she uses to comfort herself and rationalize all behavior—

She just wanted to.

She wants to get away.

Mingyu gave a clear whistle, the dust in her heart was washed away, and the realm that had not moved for a long time suddenly loosened a little.

Zheng Wan didn’t know that today’s encounter made this Mingyu Zhenjun go from dark to bright.

At this time, she and Cui Wang had already walked to the door of the black market. After showing two black market orders, she entered the door smoothly.

“My lord, this way please.”

A young black-clothed female cultivator came over. She was wearing a strange black dress. She was in the middle of the realm. Dressed up, couldn’t help but take a few more glances.

Looking at Cui Wang again, he saw that he was not looking sideways, as if the person in front of him was just a breeze on the roadside——

Couldn’t help but be a little happy.

After all, Cui Wang was the first man she had skin-to-skin relationship with. If she was easily shaken by others, wouldn’t it mean that she was just average?

The first thing that came into view was a market-like square, but the monks who set up the stalls were a little different. Many of them wore a black cloak that could block the soul from visiting. , making her short of breath.

Cui Wang took her to his side:

“Don’t look around.”

“……Oh.”

Zheng Wan nodded obediently and followed him step by step.

Thanks to the blessing of her frequent trips to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion recently, she can recognize many things on the stall at a glance. The quality and quality of the goods sold are obviously better than those in the stall. At least she has seen it along the way. There are many high-level items, and even ground-level Yuanyan.

The so-called Yuan Yan refers to the innate primordial fire, and the earth-level Yuanyan refers to the ground fire, but it is an ordinary ground fire, and it is also worth a hundred high-level primordial stones.

As for high-level Yuanyan, it is even more difficult to find. If you encounter Yuanyan that matches the five elements and refine it, your combat power will be one level higher out of thin air, not to mention its bonus to alchemy and weapon refining.

Zheng Wan has always wanted a Bingyan.

Many things in the dream were vague, but one thing was certain. When Cui Wang obtained the treasure house of the Immortal Gate, he got a fairy-rank purple flame, which is one of the top ten arrogances in the monastic world Ranked first in combat power, together with Na Hongmeng Sword Qi, it became his trump card——

Anyone who has seen in the Xuan Cang Realm has become a pile of loess.

The only one who knows is the soul that lives in his sea of consciousness.

Perhaps she had been staring at Di Yan for a long time, Cui Wang asked her:

“you want?”

Zheng Wan shook her head:

“In no mood.”

Her refusal did not surprise Cui Wang, and he was not as diligent as those gentlemen who wanted to please her in the mortal world, and offered things that she took a second glance at.

“Cui Wang, why don’t you ask me why I don’t?”

Zheng Wan looked at him curiously.

Cui Wang said of course:

“What your Zheng’s daughter wants is naturally the best.”

…but I know her.

Granny Jhin laughed at her sea of consciousness:

“Your enemy has a bright mind.”

At this moment, the mother-in-law suddenly said “Huh”: “Did you see the square-faced monk in blue in front of you?”

“I see.”

“There are a lot of things you need to use on the stall, so go.”

Zheng Wan glanced at it and saw that there was indeed a lean, square-faced monk sitting there, with squinting eyes and a beard, looking sloppy, she couldn’t help speeding up her steps.

When she arrived at the booth, she found that there were indeed a few things she needed to use on the booth.

There are ice-type cinnabars that can’t be found everywhere in the market just now, and ice talismans made from snowy wolf fur.

“How does this sell?”

Zheng Wan pointed to the talisman pen and the two boxes of cinnabar. This box of cinnabar can only draw about 3,000 talisman papers, but the talisman paper… She thought about it, and then pointed to a knife next to the talisman paper and asked.

Now that she wants to draw the ice heart talisman, the yellow talisman paper is somewhat useless. If it can be replaced with a rendering talisman paper, the quality will be better.

“The cinnabar is prepared with the blood of the icefield bear, one medium-grade primeval stone per box, and the rune pen is made of the thinnest and toughest tuft of hair on the tail of the snowfield wolf, which is more expensive, twelve middle-grade primeval stones, as for the talisman paper, One knife and eight hundred yuan beads.”

If she only buys cinnabar and talisman paper, it is enough for her.

Before that, there were 800 lower-level primeval stones. During the day, I sold a batch of ice shield amulets at the market. I got 380 lower-level primeval stones, and I had a total of 1,180. I went to Qibao Pavilion to buy another four. There are still seven hundred and thirty low-level primordial stones left in the 150-level primordial formation, that is, seven middle-level primordial stones and thirty low-level primordial stones.

There are two boxes of cinnabar, two middle-level primordial stones, and five-knife talisman paper, four middle-level primordial stones, for a total of six middle-level primordial stones. In this way, there is only one middle-level primordial stone and thirty lower-level primordial stones left. stone–

Compared with the rune pen of twelve middle-level primeval stones, she is completely insufficient.

The ice-attribute rune is hard to come by…

Zheng Wan thought for a while, and took out the glazed lamp she had just obtained. Although this lamp was only a high-level magic weapon, it was really beautiful, but she already had Fenglong.

She reluctantly rubbed it for a while, then pushed it horizontally:

“Is this possible?”

The squinted cultivator looked up and said:

“Eight middle-level primeval stones.”

“This is the lamp king.”

Zheng Wan wanted to say a few more words, but saw that Cui Wang, who was still indifferent just now, suddenly pulled the lamp away with a flick of his sleeve, and threw an upper-level primordial stone on the stand:

“use this.”

“…”

Zheng Wan glanced at his face, not knowing why she had provoked him, she whispered “Oh”, and after putting the talisman, talisman paper and cinnabar into the Qiankun bag, she said: “When I draw the ice heart talisman, I will Return the primeval stone to you.”

Cui Wang put the lamp back into her hand again, and said with a hesitant expression:

“Put it down.”

… Could it be that she was angry because she was going to sell the lamp?

What a weirdo.

At this moment, Granny Jhin said:

“The blue stone on the left pressing the cloth, the one with love, I will ask the stall owner to give it to you.”

Zheng Wan knew that Granny Jin would not be aimless, so she was about to pick it up, but she saw Cui Wangxin took the love stone in his hand, and there were a pair of jade gourds and a comb on the side. Stall owner:

“A few of these, may they be added?”

The stall owner glanced at him with contempt, this little white face dressed like a dog, and the cultivation base is also handsome.

refused:

“No.”

“How much is the true monarch willing to pay?”

“Three middle-level primeval stones.”

A high-level primordial stone that was on the booth just now rolled over:

“give change.”

The stall owner found seventy-nine middle-level primordial stones, and Zheng Wan saw that Cui Wang refused to accept them, so she put them away for him, and after the two walked out of ten feet, she heard him suddenly say:

“A little tired, come back.”

Zheng Wan knew that she had a different situation, and she really shouted to go back while holding her forehead, and the female cultivator who led the way did not suspect him, and led the two to another exit.

As soon as Cui Wang went out, he rolled up Zheng Wan and went straight back to No. 1 Jingqi Street.

“What’s going on here?”

Zheng Wan had just landed, and before she could stand firm, she saw that the blue stone that Granny Jin had asked her to fetch was wrapped in a force of Yuan and flew in front of her.

Cui Wang said:

“keep it.”

“This is……”

Zheng Wan asked in surprise.

“Xuan Bingyan.”

“Xuan Bingyan?” Zheng Wan’s eyes widened in surprise, “Isn’t Xuan Bingyan existing on the 10,000-year-old glacier?”

How to be in this little rock.

If it is said that Zigangyan is the top ten strange flames in the monastic world, and it can exorcise evil spirits, then this mysterious ice flame is the most invincible flame among the ten strange flames. This flame is colorless and tasteless, unless Yuan Li Injected into both pupils, otherwise it will never be detected – it is a good sneak attack.

“Don’t think too much, it’s only enough for you to temper it once.”

Quenching?

Zheng Wan didn’t understand now.

Or Granny Jhin told her:

“This stone contains a small mass of ice flame, but this ice flame has been consumed for too long, and it has long since become a dead fire, and the amount is small, so it is not noticed, it is only enough for you to temper one-dimensional root. ”

“Refining the original root will make your original root more pure, and after that, your original root will naturally have an affinity for ice flames. If there are ice flames in the adventure land, you will feel it. However, this time, Tempering will also bring about a problem, it will be much more difficult for you to absorb other ice flames other than Xuan Bingyan in the future.”

Cui Wang also told Zheng Wan these words.

“Naturally it needs to be tempered.”

She said righteously, “Take one step at a time, how many people in this world can absorb Yuan Yan? At least it will be easier for me to find Bing Yan in the future than ordinary people.”

“Then I will protect the law for you.”

Cui Wang casually dropped an array plate and looked at Zheng Wan: “Take it off.”

“…”

She pointed to herself: “Me? Take off?”

Cui Wang pursed his lips, under his long eyelashes, a pair of dark eyes like beautiful black onyx, quiet, with indifferent indifference, nodded:

“kindness.”

Granny Jhin snickered:

“If you don’t take it off, baby, this beautiful skirt will burn.”

…She was naturally reluctant to have her skirt burnt out.

But facing such a pair of eyes, Rao Shi Zheng Wan thought about it, and couldn’t help blushing, she stomped her feet:

“Cui Wang, turn your head.”

The voice is delicate, like Yingge in March.

Cui Wang glanced at her silently, turned his head slowly, and when Zheng Wan found out about halfway, he said abruptly:

“It’s not that I haven’t seen it.”

Zheng Wan became angry:

“Cui Wang!”

She rushed up and bit his ear.