Fu Ling's expression was the same as always, completely unchanged, and it could be seen that he really didn't care.

After saying that the matter of escorting the key fragments, Xuanyuan Duan thought of another thing: "Fu Ling, the match between you and Shen Huaisang is now one-to-one, what are you going to do with the game in mid-November?" ”

Xuanyuan Duan believes that Fu Ling is not an ordinary person, and in time, she will definitely grow very well.

But there are some things that can't be solved without being stupid.

Shen Huaisang was a ninth-level spirit master before, and if the royal family was willing to pay the capital, it was entirely possible for Shen Huaisang to become a tenth-level spirit master.

It is more likely to break through the peak of the spirit master and become a spirit general.

Fu Ling is smart, but in the face of absolute strength, it is useless to be smart.

In the ring, could it be that Shen Huaisang would still be merciful by Fu Ling's fooled subordinates?

That's impossible.

Fu Ling, a person without spiritual roots, how can he win Shen Huaisang?

Xuanyuan looked at Fu Ling's extremely beautiful face, and suddenly felt a little reluctant in his heart.

I can't bear to let her be trampled under the feet of the royal family.

I can't bear to see someone as smart as her being humiliated by the royal family.

She was even more reluctant to see Shen Huaisang and Bai Qingxue humiliate her.

is reluctant to let the people of the imperial capital talk about her.

As soon as the thought came out in his heart, Xuanyuan Duan himself was stunned.

Not counting before, after Fu Ling was not stupid, he and Fu Ling had met three times, how could it be ...... Lost your mind on her?

Is it because it's so special?

Xuanyuan withdrew his gaze, not daring to stare at Fu Ling again.

Whirling continued to shout.

With the people of the Xuanyuan family trying it first, there were more and more onlookers.

When the two little guys of the Xuanyuan family broke through, they completely exploded.

However, there are few people who can get the spirit stone, and most of the people can only watch.

Sold to the end, there are three left.

Xuanyuan stood up, lowered his eyes and looked at Fu Ling, who was fiddling with the spirit stone, and said, "Miss Ye San, you can sell these three pills to me." ”

"There are people in the mansion who haven't reached the seventh level spirit master yet, and this elixir is useful for them."

When Fu Ling heard this, he said without raising his head: "Hand the spirit stone with one hand and the pill with the other." ”

"Okay." Xuanyuan Duan took out ninety spirit stones from the storage space and put them on the table: "Miss Ye San, this is the third time you and I have met, I believe that there will be a fourth and fifth time soon, every time you meet, you call me Xuanyuan San Gongzi, I call you Miss Ye San, isn't it too polite?" ”

"If you don't mind, you can call me Xuanyuanduan." Xuanyuan looked at the Whisk Spirit and asked, "May I call you Whisk Spirit?" ”

When Feng Zhuo heard this, he frowned and raised his eyes to look at Xuanyuan.

When he saw Xuanyuan's eyes looking at Fu Ling, Feng Zhuo's purple eyes suddenly became deep.

Xuanyuan Duan didn't notice that Feng Zhuo was wrong, but Bei Miao on the side found that the atmosphere was wrong, looked at Xuanyuan Duan and Feng Zhuo, and was frightened.

Looking at the Fu Ling, who was not noticed at all, Bei Miao wanted to leave a little.

He didn't want to be a fish in the pond when the city gate caught fire.

"Just a name." Fu Ling put ten spirit stones in one and said lightly: "You are free." ”

Xuanyuan smiled: "In this case, I will be free." ”

"Hmm." Fu Ling replied, not thinking much about it.

"Fu Ling, say goodbye today, and see you another day." After Xuanyuan finished speaking, he picked up the pill and prepared to leave.

When he was about to leave, Xuanyuan Duan saw Feng Zhuo's expression, and suddenly understood why he felt like before?

This young man named Feng Zhuo is not as well-behaved and simple as he seems!

Feng Zhuo looked at Xuanyuan Duan, pointed at Fu Ling, and said silently: "She is mine." ”

Xuanyuan Duan read these four words, his eyes darkened, and then he shot back with a chuckle: "Not necessarily." ”