After two more incense sticks, Nangong Yiyao was promoted, absorbed part of the blood spirit, and entered the innate seventh layer in one step, which is a big improvement, plus her current swordsmanship ability, she can fight against the powerhouse of the innate ninth layer.

"Aunt Rong!"

When she opened her eyes and saw Nangong Shaorong, Nangong Yiyao shouted excitedly.

Nangong Shaorong flashed to Nangong Yiyao's side, gently stroked Nangong Yiyao's head, her eyes were full of doting, and said, "Yao'er, you girl, this time it scared us." “

Nangong Yiyao lowered her head and said weakly: "I was wrong!" ”

Nangong Shaorong said: "It's good to know that you are wrong, fortunately, you are auspicious, this time you are safe and sound, and you escaped from the enemy's black hands, otherwise your father and your mother don't know how sad to be, remember this lesson, don't be willful in the future." ”

Speaking of this, Nangong Yiyao was excited, and said with a smile: "Aunt Rong, it's not my auspicious nature, it's Brother Bai who saved me...... Hey, what about Brother Bai? ”

"You're talking about the man in white? If it was him, he left, and when he left, he extorted 10,000 low-grade spirit stones from me, saying that it was a reward for saving you. ”

Nangong Shaorong said calmly, there was no fluctuation in her eyes, her face was like a cold snow peak, and she asked a question: "Yao'er, who is he?" Don't mess with such people. ”

Nangong Yiyao thought that she had misheard, and asked, "Aunt Rong, what did you say?" Brother Bai blackmailed you with 10,000 inferior spirit stones? ”

Nangong Shaorong nodded affirmatively: "Yes, what's wrong?" ”

Nangong Yiyao felt very uncomfortable, and said with a lonely expression: "No, no!" ”

This lonely look is not lonely because Xue Shaohong is such a villain.

She's a smart girl, she knows that her aunt lied, and she was rewarded? This is definitely not something her white brother would do, ten thousand spirit stones? How can it be compared to that exercise, 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones are still about the same. She has been in the royal family since she was a child, and she has seen many things, and she has seen a lot of such a list and knows a lot.

Nangong Shaorong showed a smile, no longer cold, and said: "Yao'er, isn't it just a mortal, you don't have to be sad for him, how many people in this world don't like spirit stones?" ”

Seeing Nangong Yiyao's expression, she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and secretly rejoiced that she was decisive, her little niece, how could she not know her temperament, the beauty and ugliness in her heart were not in her appearance but in her heart, looking at people and hearts, how many handsome people and Tianjiao were in the imperial capital, because her mind was not pure, no one had ever entered her heart.

Nangong Yiyao said in a low voice: "Aunt Rong, I know? ”

In order to dispel Nangong Yiyao, Nangong Shaorong even said that Xue Shaohong was useless, but her words were in vain, and Nangong Yiyao didn't listen to a word.

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Xue Shaohong, who entered Haoyue City, didn't know that he was a villain in Nangong Shaorong's mouth, and his current appearance has also changed greatly, with a coarse shirt in green clothes, a mask on his face, a touch of dark blue, no broken sword, a fast sword in his hand, not to mention the Fan family and the green wolf mercenaries, even if the Taixuan Sword Sect came, he couldn't recognize him.

He wants to deal with the city lord of Haoyue City, and he can't let the people of the Blue Wolf Mercenary Group mess up the situation, and when he cleans up Haoyue City, he is cleaning up the Blue Wolf Mercenary Group.

"Green wolf, it seems that there is also fate!"

Walking into an inn, I saw a bearded man, dressed in a wolf's head costume, Xue Shaohong was a little speechless, so you can meet it, this fate is really not shallow.

"Objective, how many of you?" The innkeeper greeted him and said with a smile.

Xue Shaohong said: "One person, one upper room, good wine and good food!" The guy bowed his head and said, "Objective, this side is clear!" ”

The guy went up to the second floor, and an aura attracted Xue Shaohong, so that he stopped, looked sideways, and a person met his eyes.

This person was dressed in a red shirt and a black shirt, he was not very old, about twenty years old, his expression was cold, very unique, and completely out of place with the people around him.

And the most feared thing is the knife in his hand.

The shape of the knife is unique, no box and no sheath, very straight, the handle is pitch black, the blade is snow-white, and the oblique mouth is faintly scarlet.

This is a blood-stained Tao, and it is also a murderous sword, and this man is also a cold-blooded killer, and the number of people who die under his sword is not a hundred but eighty.

Not caring about the eyes of the people around him, he held the hilt of the knife in one hand and ate the vegetables with the other.

A bite of food, a bowl of wine.

The dish is Qingyuan Lingcai, a very ordinary food, with only one plate; The wine is a strong liquor, and there are three pots, which burn the lungs and hurt the body.

He's not eating, he's drinking, reminding himself with the scorching of his lungs, reminding himself not to forget something.

"Man, you go open the room first, and give me the key later." Xue Shaohong said to the inn guy.

The guy nodded: "Yes, uncle!" ”

Xue Shaohong walked straight over and sat at the same table with him.

He didn't look up, he didn't speak, he only cared about eating food, he only cared about drinking, and with each sip of wine, he became more angry, and he suffered a little more.

Xue Shaohong took the lead and said, "Don't you invite me to have a drink?" ”

The man didn't make any other moves, his hand was held tighter, still eating and drinking.

Xue Shaohong said: "Isn't it uncomfortable to have such a strong wine?" ”

The man drank another glass of spirits, raised his head, looked at Xue Shaohong, and asked, "Who are you?" ”

What he wants is this strength, his body is uncomfortable, and his heart is comfortable.

He looked at Xue Shaohong's eyes, as if he was thousands of miles away, in his heart, there were only two kinds of people, one was a stranger and the other was an enemy; Strangers pass by, and the enemy either falls or allows himself to fall.

Xue Shaohong smiled lightly: "A friend! ”

The man said, "I have no friends, and I will not have friends, only enemies." ”

Xue Shaohong said: "If you don't make friends, of course you don't have friends, let's have a drink, we are friends." ”

The man said, "I don't make friends, I don't deserve to make friends, and I shouldn't have friends." ”

Xue Shaohong took his wine jar and wanted to pour a bowl of wine, but he was a little embarrassed, he couldn't pour a drop of wine, and he drank it cleanly.

"Why don't you have another altar?" Xue Shaohong said.

"There's no need, we're not going to be friends, we don't have to drink."

With that, he stood up, and he was about to leave.

Xue Shaohong said: "Three inches under the armpit, the pain of the heart, in fact, you don't need to drink alcohol to anesthetize yourself." ”

The steps taken out were retracted, and the person sat back in his seat, looking at Xue Shaohong coldly, and did not speak.

Xue Shaohong looked at him with a faint smile and did not speak.

The two were comparing patience to see who spoke to the opening.

The others looked at the two of them and cursed in their hearts: Sick!

In the end, it was Xue Shaohong who won, and the man said, "What do you see? ”

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