As long as he is tempted from time to time, he will one day break through her defenses.

The Barbarian Ancestor was quiet for a while, and suddenly said, "You changed your strategy for her?"

Huangfu Ming smiled but did not answer.

Ginger is old and spicy. If he is so shrewd, it is inevitable that he will fall into the trap of the barbarian ancestors, and he will be blinded by the beauty, and he will be lucky and not see the big hole dug by the old man for him. This is probably because he is in the game, and it is because Ning Xiaoxian drinks it in one gulp, and the barbarian ancestor will be angry and hateful.

However, in this way, Huang Fuming had insight into his abacus, and he temporarily slowed down his calculations against Ning Xiaoxian.

For Huang Fuming at this stage, his sister is truly obedient to him, which is his lifelong wish. But isn't it ironic that the day his dream came true was when he died?

Before that, he must first completely suppress the Divine Soul of the Barbarian Ancestor. In this way, the realm, the world, and the beauties can all belong to him.

At this moment, the relationship between him and the Barbarian Ancestor seemed to have regained harmony after a short period of tension, and no one took the initiative to mention the sudden attack of the Barbarian Ancestor. For both of them, this is the norm.

But everyone understands that there is an undercurrent in this, and it is getting more and more surging, and sooner or later it will surface.

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Everyone in Shanhai Pavilion knows that Xuantian Niangniang will come every afternoon and read until dusk.

Her position in the sacred mountain is very peculiar, obviously she is a prisoner, but she is treated as a guest of honor by the god king, and everyone must respect her. After reading here for a long time, she and Shanhaige also developed some tacit understanding: it only takes up half a day every day.

Wherever she goes, she must take strict precautions and raise vigilance, and Shanhai Pavilion is no exception. She was reading inside, and the entire Shanhai Pavilion had to be closed off to prevent outsiders from entering and coming into contact with her. Therefore, it is not easy for Ning Xiaoxian to take up all the time, after all, this is still a public place often visited by countless witches.

On this day, she arrived on time again, Shanhai Pavilion prepared tea and snacks for her as usual, and the plum cake was especially warm, obviously just baked.

Benqing, the deputy pavilion master of Shanhai Pavilion, came over in person and asked with a smile, "What do you want to see today?"

Ning Xiaoxian casually ordered a batch of book lists, Ben Qing memorized them, and then said: "Although the "Biography of Xiyu Valley" is in the library, it has been put away and revised, and it cannot be borrowed for the time being. ”

Ning Xiaoxian was slightly stunned: "It's just a local wilderness history, and it also needs to be revised?" The reason why she said "also" was because she was reading books in the Shanhai Pavilion and often found that the books that could not be borrowed were all objects that the cabinet had received instructions from Shenshan and asked to recompile. As for what the selection criteria were, which books to change, and how to change them, she still doesn't know.

Benqing said apologetically: "This book will be released in ten days, so let's read it then." ”

By that time, the content she wanted to read had already been deleted from the book, right? Ning Xiaoxian sneered secretly, but shook her head indifferently: "That's it, it's just an idle book." "Her days in the Sacred Mountain seem to be leisurely and comfortable, and even the God King doesn't dare to snub her, but secretly she doesn't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at her.

Her divine power was limited, but her sixth sense was still sensitive. Ever since she had been to the Mansion once, Ning Xiaoxian had the feeling of being watched almost all the time, obviously firmly locked by the powerful divine thoughts. As for who this person is, it is unknown whether Huang Fuming personally or his subordinates will do it for him. It is conceivable that whatever she says, reads, and even eats every day will be reported to the God King.

In this case, she had to be extra careful in her every move, so as not to let Huang Fuming discover her true purpose.

As for the "Biography of Xiyu Valley" that she just ordered, it is actually only a small tribal biography in ancient times, which records some unexaminable wild history and ranks, and most people just laugh it off after reading it, how can they take it to heart?

But the Sanctuary even had to revise such a small book, what secret did it want to hide?

Such a question appeared in her mind more than once. Ning Xiaoxian ordered a few more books and asked Benqing to pick them up.

In Shanhai Pavilion, her range of activities is limited to Jinshulou. This is a quiet room for first-class VIPs, with a unique scenery, and you can watch the sea of clouds and the magnificent scenery of the stone forest from the window. But this also meant that she was confined to this place, and the books she ordered could only be fetched by Benqing himself.

From the time she entered the Mountain Sea Pavilion until she left, apart from the guards, the only people she could see were Benkei. Of course, Zhuolan will always be by her side.

The God-King's defense of her has never been lowered.

She drank half a cup of tea, and the book was delivered.

Ning Xiaoxian raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised, just because it was not Benqing who sent the book, but a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy with a beautiful face and bright eyes.

In the past half a month, only Benqing was the only one who picked up books for her in Shanhai Pavilion. She had no doubt that it was a special order from the God King. So who was this young man, and how could he disobey the orders of the God King—she glanced at Zhuo Lan, and the maid's face did not change, obviously recognizing this man, and had no objection to his appearance.

The most important thing is that she has never seen the young man, but she inexplicably feels that he is a little familiar, especially the look in those eyes, as if she has seen it somewhere.

The young man stepped forward with a wooden plate and said with a smile, "Mrs. Ning, the book you asked for is here." ”

Ning Xiaoxian's eyes were full of inquiry. He called her "Mrs. Ning" instead of "Niangniang", as others usually call her, and said "you" instead of "you", apparently believing that the two were almost the same in status.

This is interesting, although she is imprisoned in the sacred mountain, her identity is still noble.

On top of that, his tone sounded familiar, too, though she was sure the man had never seen him before.

"You are?"

The boy set up the tray and pulled out his chair and sat down.

It's not easy for Benkei to make this action at will.

Then he said: "My original body was damaged, and the God King found this body for me to make a temporary transition, and Mrs. Jiaoning smiled. ”

The original body was damaged, so the god king prepared this skin bag for him?Once the original god enters the new body, it is called taking away, and the previous meat ¥ ~ body cultivation is lost, and it is extremely difficult to find a body that suits him. He can actually work with the God King to find it for him, at least it is also a god realm.

Ning Xiaoxian narrowed his eyes, but his face slowly changed:

"Guangde?"

Recently, the Divine Realm of the Holy Domain has been hit hard, and it seems that there is only Guangde. And he is working for the god king, who owes him a great favor, and of course he has to find a suitable skin for him.

The young man seemed to sigh slightly, nodded and admitted:

"It's me. ”

Ning Xiaoxian's hand suddenly clenched, and anger flashed in his apricot eyes: "You came specifically to appreciate your results?"