As if she hadn't heard Fang Xiang's words, the ghostly jewel cat lay quietly under the throne and fell asleep.

Fang Xiang and Yadbel sat in place, looking at the hall made of spars and looking around.

"Yadbel, come and see, inside this green spar, there is so strong life energy!"

Fang Xiang came to a beckoning tree carved with green spar, looking at the beckoning tree carved with green spar, vivid and leafy, Fang Xiang couldn't help but touch it.

At that moment, the surging life energy instantly poured into Fang Xiang's body, making Fang Xiang couldn't help but moan out: "It's so comfortable!" ”

Hearing Fang Xiang's call, Yadbel came to Fang Xiang's side, preventing Fang Xiang from continuing to absorb the power of the Lucky Tree.

was interrupted and absorbed by Yadebel, Fang Xiang was quite puzzled: "Yadebel, what's wrong?" While this lazy cat sleeps, we absorb more, and it is a fool not to take advantage of it. ”

Yadbel shook his head helplessly, looked at Fang Xiang and said, "Master, this is not easy to take advantage of. If I'm not mistaken, these hedrons are supposed to be derivatives of the Spectral Gem Cat, and absorbing their power means that you have indirectly become a derivative of the Spectral Gem Cat. ”

"What? And what's going on? ”

Fang Xiang didn't expect that there would be such an operation, and hurriedly asked, "Then how can I go back now?" ”

Yadbel paused: "Absorb a little bit, it should be fine." This ghostly gem cat is not simple, although it is only at the level of the sunfall, but it has touched the law of God. This kind of derivative creation ability is not something that anyone can master. ”

Fang Xiang nodded, and after relieving himself, he began to look around this hall, each color of gem corresponded to an elemental power, and the power contained in it was enough for an ordinary human to cultivate to the gold level.

"If I can move back, the richest man in Lin'an City, I'm afraid it's me!"

Although Fang Xiang was greedy, he could only look at it, if he absorbed the power in it and became a derivative race of the Phantom Jewel Cat, it would be a joke.

"Mr. Fang Xiang, if you like it, you can bring some back."

Just as Fang was in a reverie, a crisp and majestic voice came.

Fang Xiang looked in the direction of the sound, a layer of dark streamer flowed on the throne made of black spars, and then the milky white wall behind it opened to the left and right like a gate, and a beautiful figure slowly walked out from behind the wall, smiling at Fang Xiangying.

"It's beautiful! What a contrast! ”

Fang Xiang looked at the fair-skinned woman in front of him, with delicate facial features, full of holiness, but wearing a long black gauze skirt decorated with countless diamonds, shining brightly.

Except for the contrast, Fang Xiang is difficult to describe in other words.

On the top of the woman's head, there is a colorful crown on her long hair, dignified and noble, which makes people have a kind of respect from the heart, but she can't help but want to pull her down from the throne of the net and rectify the Fa on the spot.

The red high heels are simply the finishing touch.

"This should be the candidate for the abandoned Holy Maiden of Light in the mouth of the Phantom Jewel Cat!"

"The! Whose holy woman of light wears red high heels, isn't this tempting the pope and the clergy to sin! ”

"This long black skirt has a small waist, and this broad heart with tolerance is simply a naked temptation!"

With just a glance, Fang Xiang guessed the reason why the candidate for the Holy Maiden of Light was abandoned.

Joan of Arc of Light. Isolt looked at Fang Xiang in front of him, it was hard to imagine that this spiritual human mage who was only of the Black Iron level was actually a life form outside of the variable of fate.

"It doesn't seem to be any different, except for his eyes."

In Joan of Arc. In Aesop's opinion, Fang Xiang is completely inconsistent with the person he imagined to be destined for.

"The man of my destiny should be a great hero, he will step on the colorful auspicious clouds to save me, an abandoned girl, and take me to the other side of happiness."

Obviously, Fang Xiang does not meet this standard.

Fang wants to start from Joan of Arc. Aesop walked out of her beauty, looked at Joan of Arc in front of her and said, "Hello, Your Highness, I don't know your name yet. ”

Joan of Arc. Aesop looked at Fang Xiang and said with a smile, "Joan of Arc. Aesop. ”

"Good name."

Fang Xiang said without thinking, making Joan of Arc's eyes light up, and asked with a smile, "What's so good?" ”

Fang Xiang smiled and said: "Joan of Arc means pure soul, and symbolizes the hope of life and unyielding struggle; Aesop, on the other hand, represents God's salvation. ”

When Joan of Arc heard Fang Xiang's explanation, she couldn't help but glance at Fang Xiang: "Mr. Fang Xiang, it seems that you are not a person who has nothing to show for it, I originally thought that you would be a person who is greedy for money."

I would like to express my sincerest apologies to you for my thoughts, please forgive me for my malicious speculation, and for this reason, you can take as many energy crystals here as you want, and they will be regarded as my compensation. ”

Fang wanted to hear Joan of Arc's words, and his heart was ecstatic, but on the surface, he said very seriously: "As the so-called ignorant is not guilty, the Holy Maiden of Joan of Arc does not have to blame herself, after all, I do have some thoughts about this spar."

The fathers and villagers in their hometown are miserable, and they have never seen such a cherished spare, if they can get some, they will definitely be able to improve the lives of the villagers. ”

Fang Xiang's words reached Joan of Arc's heart, and Yadbel looked at Fang Xiang in a daze, not knowing what Fang Xiang meant by this.

At this time, Joan of Arc saw that Fang Xiang liked it more and more, and now she finally understood why when fate divination, it would show that Fang Xiang was a variable other than fate, because Fang Xiang was the same person as her.

Joan of Arc looked at Fang Xiang, nodded with satisfaction, and sat on the black throne, and then with a light tap of the jade hand, two red chairs fell behind Fang Xiang and Yadbel.

"You two may be seated."

Joan of Arc motioned for the two to sit down, then looked at Fang Xiang who was sitting down and said, "Mr. Fang Xiang, the matter of the spar, we will talk about it later, this is nothing." ”

"I want to come to Mr. Fang Xiang, you are also very curious, I have something to do with you."

"Finally got to the point."

Fang Xiang looked at Joan of Arc, although he complained in his heart, but on the surface, he said very indifferently: "The beauty has an appointment, it is an honor, I can't talk about curiosity, it's just a little unexpected." ”

Joan of Arc listened to Fang Xiang's words, and was very happy, and the fate of Joan of Arc's dream began to slowly approach.

Joan of Arc smiled slightly, did not speak, put her hands on her chest and silently recited the incantation, and then a white ball of light slowly flew out of her heart.

Joan of Arc raised her hand at the white ball of light, and then the ball of light began to spin, evolving into an earth-shattering battle that attracted the attention of Fang Xiang and Yadbel.