Chapter 0387: Xin'er's Plot

Xia Qingyang humbly asked: "Brother Tai has any high opinions, you might as well say it directly." ”

Jian Tai'a seemed to think of other things, his eyes shot into the distance, and said: "The phoenix can do everything for you without saying a word, why do you need to plan everything and then act, what if the husband does something and does nothing, what if he is young and frivolous?"

Xia Qingyang's heart was shocked, his handsome face was like fire, he was indeed too forward-looking in this matter, for fear of hurting her, and for fear of disappointing her kindness, but if he was really desperate for her, how could he live up to it?

Jian Tai'a retracted his thoughts, saw that he was quite uncomfortable, filled the teacup for him, and said with a smile: "And there are unexpected benefits to doing this." ”

"Benefits?" Xia Qingyang smiled embarrassedly, took a sip of tea to hide his emotions, and after calming down a little, he thought: "This matter is indeed unexpected by me, and it is also my negligence that Phoenix is in a dilemma, caught between the family and me, the reason why I agreed to such an excessive request this time is that I have the idea of completely breaking with the family through this matter." In fact, the best solution is, of course, that I can convince Lan Haoshan and his son, but I know that it is impossible under the current situation, so all I have left is to stand firmly behind the phoenix, as for the rest, I don't think too much about it, just let it be. ”

"Well said!" Jian Tai'a suddenly slapped the stone table, and said with a smile: "Since the president said that it will go with the flow, then Tai'a has to ask, what is the president's first reaction after hearing the news?"

Xia Qingyang took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "I understand, thank you Brother Tai for mentioning it, you still see it thoroughly." ”

Jian Tai'a waved his hand, and finally put on the style of a senior master in front of Xia Qingyang for the first time, and said happily: "The old man has been in the cultivation world for many years, although he can't be called like a fish in water, but it can also be said to be a source of left and right, and he also has some experience in pondering people's hearts. ”

Xia Qingyang suddenly drank the tea in the cup, stood up, and solemnly bowed to Jian Tai'a, because he was holding the gift of the junior, and the latter accepted it calmly, but then got up and returned the salute, but it was the gift of the subordinates.

Jian Tai'a took out a jade slip from the storage magic weapon and handed it to Xia Qingyang, and said, "I will personally go to Zhongzhou to connect with Miss Yaxuan for some things, and after I come back, I can start the matter of merging the mountain villa into the Fengyun Society, and the president doesn't have to worry about these trivial matters." ”

Xia Qingyang took the jade slip and swept it away, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, the murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and when he was about to speak, the masked woman who had been sitting quietly on the edge of the pool suddenly jumped down from the bluestone, and the lotus step walked to his side, and the iconic voice like a jade bead falling on the plate penetrated the tulle and clearly entered his ears: "Xiao Chuan hasn't seen killing people for a long time, and I really want to go and see it." ”

Even if it is covered by black clothes and black gauze, it is difficult to hide its noble and cold demeanor, even if it is a deliberately indifferent tone, it is a moving voice that makes people drunk, but the words that come out are shocking, Jian Tai'a seems to have long been used to it, and makes a please-like expression to Xia Qingyang.

Xia Qingyang touched his nose helplessly, suddenly remembered something, and asked the woman, "What should I call you?"

The woman made a shrug and tilted her head, and said, "Since it's a title, it's as you like, how about blaming a woman?"

Jian Tai'a laughed loudly and said goodbye and left.

Xia Qingyang was told that he was in his heart, and said embarrassedly: "Before, they called you Nan Xiaochuan, and you also called yourself so, but I heard the owner call you Xin'er, well, call you Nan girl." ”

"Male-girl, then am I a man or a girl?" The woman's rare tone and voice changed slightly, and Xia Qingyang could even imagine her expression at the moment.

"That's-Miss Xin'er?" Xia Qingyang said tentatively.

The woman didn't make a sound, and when Xia Qingyang was breathing a sigh of relief, the other party suddenly approached his ear and said coquettishly: "You want to talk about the old girl." ”

Feeling the strange style in his ears, thinking that this maverick woman is very likely to be like Jingjing, a person with a low realm but a very long lifespan, Xia Qingyang secretly said in his heart: It is not wrong to say that it is an old girl.

However, whether it is Jingjing or the Xin'er girl in front of her, in fact, not only is she not half old, but she is more like a child.

I don't know if it's because he thought of Jingjing, he suddenly felt a little pity in his heart, and when he was about to speak, he suddenly felt an alarm in his heart.

A dagger silently stabbed into his lower abdomen, holding the dagger was a hand that deceived the frost and snow, but the jade skin shone with a somewhat dazzling light, even overshadowing the cold of the dagger.

If it weren't for the fact that this woman made a move without warning, Xia Qingyang would never have noticed it when the killing machine was imminent, and if it hadn't been for Jingjing, he would never have the heart to pay attention to that hand in this situation.

The sound of the dagger slashing across his skin sounded, Xia Qingyang's face changed slightly, and he flew back.

He didn't use the Tianxing Step, he didn't sacrifice the hunting knife, even though his hand was still bleeding at the moment, he didn't feel a trace of killing intent from the other party.

There was no surprise or joy in his heart, but more curiosity, curious about what kind of psychology this woman stabbed this knife for, and even more curious about what kind of dagger this was able to easily cut through his palm infused with soul power.

You must know that with his current physique, even if he has no soul power, ordinary Horcruxes can not be shaken in the slightest, if he is blessed with soul power, unless it is a Horcrux of the perfect level or above, it is possible to hurt him.

What's more, when he just made a move, it was not a simple block, but he used a subtle technique, in this case, there was no soul power to trigger and only rely on his own sharpness to cut his palm, which can only show that this dagger is sharp, even more than the world's No. 1 magic weapon Qingyun Sword, compared to his hunting knife.

So he stepped back and observed the dagger, the dagger was only three inches from his lower abdomen, and it was always only three inches, so it can be said that he controlled it very well, and it can also be said that the woman's speed is fast enough.

It is indeed fast enough, what kind of realm is Xia Qingyang, what kind of body, although he did not use Tianxingbu, but Tianxingbu has already penetrated into the bone marrow, even if he does not deliberately use it, the speed is amazing enough.

Miss Xin'er flew forward against the ground at this time, her black clothes fluttering in the wind, and the tulle was occasionally lifted by the air current, revealing a face, cold as the ice that has not melted for thousands of years on the top of a snowy mountain, which makes people shudder.

Xia Qingyang captured this scene from the reflection on the knife body, his heart trembled, he had seen many indifferent people, but he had never seen such a cold face that made people look like falling into an ice cave at a glance, even after the reflection of the knife body, it still could not be wiped out, it seemed that the coldness could ignore the limitations of space.

In this instant, the dagger quietly attacked, and the distance of three inches could not even take an instant, and the tip of the knife easily broke through Xia Qingyang's body protection light shield, broke through his horcrux armor, broke through his skin, and submerged three inches.

Xia Qingyang suddenly woke up, Miss Zi Xin'er suddenly made a move, he really made too many mistakes that should not be made, it is said that with his realm, it should not be, or even impossible, but this happened.

Jingjing was indeed one of the few factors that could distract him from ignoring the danger, but as an extremely experienced master of the Rear Realm Battle, he would never be so cowardly, and after a little thought, he understood that the problem was with the woman in front of him.

This sounds like a nonsense, but it is crucial, the mysterious and powerful dagger is far less dangerous than the mysterious and powerful woman, a smile, no, there is no laugh at all, but that extremely cold breath can easily put him in danger without knowing it.

Suddenly, the primordial soul in the sea of knowledge shone brightly, and almost at the same time, a sharp pain came from the lower abdomen again, and the dagger was exhausted.

Xia Qingyang was cold all over his body, he actually caught the Tao again when he was injured, what a terrible means this is, taking advantage of the little time that the Primal Yuan Soul Automatic Protector had gained, his mind moved, and the hunting knife appeared in his hand, and he slashed at the opponent's wrist with his backhand.

But before he could make a move, the jade hand was released, and the woman's high-speed figure came to an abrupt halt.

Although Xia Qingyang had been prepared, it was still difficult to resist the other party's deliberate and strange attack, and in a trance, the dagger left his body and returned to the woman's hand, disappearing.

After stumbling to the ground, Xia Qingyang took a deep breath and tried a variety of methods, but he couldn't stop the bleeding from the wound.

Jian Tai'a suddenly appeared beside Miss Xin'er at this moment, and before she could speak, the dagger was already in her chest.

With a bang, the dagger was knocked away, the blade of the hunting knife cut through the black clothes, and pressed on the woman's pink neck, Xia Qingyang finally became angry at the critical moment, stepped on the sky, and directly restrained the other party with a single knife.

Of course, the most important thing is that at this moment, he is squatting on his shoulder, and he is holding a green branch that is shining blue.

"Xin'er, you, what are you doing?" Jian Tai'a glanced at the back of Xia Qingyang's still bleeding hand and lower abdomen, and then looked at the woman, his expression changed suddenly, of course he had seen the woman's true face, but he had never seen this coldness, although the other party did not look at him at the moment, he felt a chill to the bone.

The woman turned a blind eye to the hunting knife pressed on her neck, staring at the blue light tightly with a pair of cold eyes, her face gradually soothing, like a green willow frozen by frost at first meeting the sun, the coldness gradually disappeared, and it was as warm as spring.

Looking down at Xia Qingyang's wound, the woman frowned slightly, a jade bottle appeared in her hand, poured out a small pinch of powder from it, gently rubbed it with her fingers in the palm of her hand, and then bent down and carefully applied it to the wound.

All the movements are so natural, gentle and considerate like a wife washing her husband's wounds.

A strange thing happened, except for Shenmu, Xia Qingyang had used all the methods to stop the wound, and it actually healed.

"If you can't give me a satisfactory explanation, I'm going to kill someone. Xia Qingyang's face was as cold as frost, and he took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.