Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Peerless Woman

It seems that the owner of this house has a lot of resentment, and I feel like I have come to the Flower Shifting Palace.

No, I must have come to the tomb of the living dead behind Zhongnan Mountain, because I saw a beautiful woman who was beautiful and out of the dust.

Dressed in a white gauze dress, the pleated long skirt that mops the floor covers the entire lower body tightly, while the upper body is a short-sleeved shoulder-style cardigan Hanfu, covered with a thin layer of pink and white light yarn, the light gauze is slightly transparent, and the white jade lotus-like arms and firm twin peaks are clearly exposed. The slender waist is just under the proud plump breasts, and this proportion seems to have a pair of delicate white long legs.

Don't dare to look at it! Don't dare to look at it!

If you get close to this beautiful woman, you will be forced by her faint and indifferent momentum, and you will be afraid of it, so you have to be careful.

I didn't even see her face clearly, but for a moment I obediently looked down, only remembering that it was a beautiful face, with dark eyebrows and long hair, and a clear gaze revealing pride and indifference.

"Hmph, all men have become like dogs in front of Sister Leng Yan, but I didn't expect you to be no exception."

Zifei's sudden voice made me extremely embarrassed, but I was also angry, it's not just a woman, what is there to be afraid of. I looked up at Zi Fei and the peerless woman, and my sanity returned to normal.

"Sister Lengyan......", Zi Fei saw the stunning woman crying out.

The woman still said coldly: "It's not promising, I'm crying for a man." ”

"No," Zifei said with a blushing face, "People miss you." ”

"People, people, when did you become such a mother-in-law, is it for this man? I'll help you kill him. The woman said.

I felt a chill in my heart, this momentum came from the woman.

"You can help me kill Ouyang Pei." Zifei Road.

"Okay." After the woman finished speaking, she walked out, and Zifei hurriedly grabbed her, "Sister Lengyan, I said it in passing, don't take it seriously." ”

"You want me to talk and not count?" The woman said coldly.

Zifei still pulled her to lower her head and said, "I don't want to take anyone's life." ”

"If you are still too soft-hearted, women and men will bully you." The woman reproached.

"Who said I was soft-hearted." Zifei stubbornly raised her head and looked at the woman.

"Then what were you crying about?" She still said coldly.

Zifei suddenly lowered her head and said stupidly: "Alas, I, I haven't cried for three years." ”

"Just for this little white face?" The beautiful woman asked coldly.

Beauty, do you know that it will embarrass me to say this?

"By the way, Sister Leng Yan, you can help me take a look at this thing." Then Zifei gave me a color.

I hurriedly took out the black mud from my satchel and put it on the table.

Then Zifei introduced me again, "Xiaoshuai, this is the owner of Tianbao Tower, you can call Sister Leng Yan with me." ”

"Sister Lengyan." I called out politely.

The cold sister ignored me, and Zifei said again: "The third shopkeeper refused to say what it was, and then when we left, he asked us to bring it back, as if he was very nervous." ”

"Oh?" Leng Yan was slightly startled and began to look at the black mud ball I had placed on the table.

She broke open the black mud and looked at it, and then put her white jade hand on it as well, and in an instant her cold and unfazed face changed, looking extremely surprised.

"Where did this thing come from?" Leng Yan looked at the black mud ball and asked.

"Xiaoshuai, they passed down from their ancestors." Zifei winked at me and said.

"Dead girl dares to lie to me, this thing hasn't been around for at least five hundred years." Said coldly.

"What is this?" Zifei and I asked at the same time.

The cold eyes swept us sharply, and the two red lips gently opened and closed and slowly spit out four words. "A thousand-year-old demon."

A thousand-year-old demon?

I remembered those roots in the black mud, a dryad? I thought of the old demon of Montenegro in A Chinese Ghost Story again. I thought of the strange-shaped goblins in Journey to the West, as well as the rakshasas in the Soul Breaker Pass.

"This thing originally had an owner, but now it is in a state of self-isolation, which means that five hundred years have passed." Said coldly.

"Why?" Zifei asked.

"After refining, ask him yourself." Said coldly.

"Do you recognize the Lord after refining?" Zifei asked again.

"I'm afraid this goblin has been practicing the Tao for one or two thousand years before he recognizes the Lord, how can ordinary people refine it, say, where did you get it?" Leng Yan looked at Zi Fei and asked coldly.

Zifei looked at me before I said, "In the formation that was laid out a thousand years ago in the Taklamakan Desert. ”

The cold sat on the sofa and frowned slightly, and she frowned in another way. I saw her whispering to herself: "In this way, there are at least two thousand years of Taoism. ”

Then she turned her head and asked Zifei: "Girl, what do you want to do with it." ”

"We want ghost slaves." Zifei said directly, "The kind that is going to be powerful." ”

"Is ten enough?" Asked coldly.

Zifei's eyes lit up and looked at me, and then said to Leng Yan: "Xiaoshuai said that he wanted twenty." ”

Leng Yan smiled slightly, this was her first smile tonight, although the smile was very faint, but it was like a beautiful and holy flower swaying gently against the morning sun, and no matter how tough the heart in the world was, it could be melted.

"I only have twenty, girl, your heart is really big." Leng Yan regained his cold expression and said.

"Sister Leng Yan hates those dirty things, if you like to raise twenty ghost slaves, two hundred is a trivial matter for you." Zifei Road.

"Okay, okay, I'll let Jia Ji and Rumeng accompany you to the treasury in a while." Said coldly.

"Sister Lengyan, I don't want to sell it again." Zifei said.

"You have to regret your death." Leng Yan's face suddenly became cold, and he looked a little scary.

Zi Fei grabbed Leng Yan's hand and shook it a little coquettishly: "I see that twenty ghost slaves Sister Leng Yan are willing to come out, this thing must be more valuable, plus I didn't get this thing alone, I'm afraid that others will scold me when I go back after I change it." ”

"Dead girl, there are a lot of ghost ideas. Give both of you a chance. If this old monster follows you, you will take it away, and if you can't refine it, you will sell me twenty ghost slaves and ten ghost servants," said coldly and arrogantly.

"Okay, that's a deal." Then Zifei turned to me and asked, "Xiaoshuai, no problem." ”

This girl, just a few words earned ten more ghost servants, I nodded hurriedly.

I heard Zifei say that ghost servants are different from ghost slaves, and ghost slaves have incomplete souls, so their intelligence is not high, and they fight hard and engage in manual labor and dangerous things. And the ghost servant's three souls and seven spirits are basically complete, and his spiritual intelligence is also high, and he can learn simple spells, and the longer he cultivates, the more powerful the spells become. It can even control yin fire and yang fire, and in the later stage of cultivation, it can even control the power of the five elements, and a ghost servant who has cultivated for a thousand years can be comparable to a mage who has cultivated for a hundred years.