"Borrowing someone else's man for two days?"

"Isn't it, she can say that kind of request?"

Hearing Chu Shihuai's words, Nie Feng was directly stunned.

But when he saw the faces of the other saints without any fluctuations, it was not difficult to guess in his heart that this kind of thing was common in this world.

After all, this is a world where women are inferior to men, and men are just playthings for women.

Although it is very common to exchange faces, Nie Feng is a peerless beauty that is rare in 10,000 years.

This kind of superlative, Su Lianrou is a little reluctant to be played with by her.

So she seemed a little hesitant at this time.

Looking at her expression, Chu Shihuai knew that Su Lianrou would be wrong.

She borrowed Nie Feng for two days, and the purpose was really to discuss literature. As for the matter of men and women, she really didn't think about it.

Sighing helplessly, Chu Shihuai took out an ancient scroll and handed it over.

"Don't get me wrong, sister, I'm really here to communicate."

"When I watched Nie Feng's shocking poems before, my talent skyrocketed by thirty percent. This kind of bosom friend is hard to find in the world, and I don't want to miss it. ”

"This is a volume of ancient sage handwriting collected by my Taixuan Holy Land, and I should give it to my sister in exchange for an opportunity to communicate with Nie Feng for a day."

In ancient times, there were hundreds of countries, and the sects were not obvious.

The government and politics in the world are controlled by scholars.

At that time, the scholar stepped out of his own unique cultivation path.

By reading, you can master the power of heaven and earth, and evolve your talents.

Talent is in the body, poetry can kill the enemy, words can destroy the army, and articles can calm the world.

Xiucai picked up the pen and talked on paper; Raise people to kill the enemy, and export into chapters; Jinshi was furious, and his lips were sharp.

When the saint comes, he can punish people, and he can sentence the Son of Heaven to have no way, and he will be an enemy country.

The sage's handwriting, that is, the ancient scroll written by the Confucian and Taoist sages.

There are few people who can be called saints in the era of Confucianism and Taoism in ancient times.

Not to mention the era when Confucianism and Taoism are almost extinct.

This handwritten book can be worth a catastrophe of entering the world.

In other words, if Su Lianrou gets this volume, she will be able to enter the Tao 100% in the future.

This value is not much better than the previous phoenix bone and samadhi true fire.

This kind of saint's pen and ink can only be taken out by the Taixuan Holy Land inherited from ancient times.

But even in the Taixuan Holy Land, a volume of sage handwriting, it is absolutely regarded as a treasure.

It will never be given to others lightly.

But now, Chu Shihuai took it out.

It can be seen that in order to talk about poetry with Nie Feng, Chu Shihuai also made a bloody investment.

Looking at the ancient scroll exuding a simple atmosphere in Chu Shihuai's hand, Su Lianrou's heart fluttered.

But she didn't agree immediately, but asked: "Sister Shihuai is really just exchanging poems with him, and has no other ideas?" ”

"No lies!" Chu Shihuai's answer was unusually firm.

"Alright then, I'll grant your request." Su Lianrou suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

Chu Shihuai smiled, "Then thank you sister for making it happen." ”

"This request is not too much, but ......" Su Lianrou suddenly added, "On the day of Sister Shihuai's exchange with Nie Feng, please do it in my Fire Phoenix Sect." ”

"Sister...... It's really cautious. Chu Shihuai smiled dumbly, "Okay, I'll go to the Fire Phoenix Sect with my sister later." ”

Hearing this, Su Lianrou was completely relieved.

And Yang Yulian on one side also felt deep despair in her heart after seeing Nie Feng fall into Su Lianrou's hands.

If Nie Feng falls into the hands of others, she can still secretly follow and take advantage of the opportunity to rob him.

But Su Lianrou had nothing she could do.

The Fire Phoenix Sect was originally a local sect force, and Su Lianrou would be able to return to the sect in a few moments.

She had no idea where to start.

She originally wanted to replicate Chu Shihuai's methods, and spent a lot of resources to exchange Nie Feng with Su Lianrou for a few days.

But after thinking about it, she still gave up this idea.

Without him, just because she is the holy daughter of the Hehuan Sect.

Once she spoke, everyone knew that her purpose was to go for Nie Feng's body.

It was impossible for Su Lianrou to agree.

Even if I am reluctant to give up such a natural furnace like Nie Feng in my heart. Yang Yulian had no choice but to give up.

In the end, Chu Nan, who was a charming person, was selected and walked away.

The other saints' respective situations were not much different from Yang Yulian's, and the leader had no hope, so he could only target the other show men.

Soon, the top 10 auction came to an end.

When the sky falls.

Nie Feng accompanied Su Lianrou and Chu Shihuai to the Fire Phoenix Sect.

It was a deep valley surrounded by mountains, and the ground was red like lava.

In the meantime, blazing flames erupted from time to time, and the roasted space was distorted.

Even when the night is getting dark, the entire deep valley is still full of red light.

Before he stepped into the mountain gate, Nie Feng was sweating from the blazing heat.

"No, if you really let me live in it, won't you not be able to carry it for a day, and it will become a roast chicken?"

Looking at the oven-like valley in front of him, he couldn't help but retreat from the bottom of his heart.

Su Lianrou seemed to have discovered Nie Feng's situation, and took out a water-blue bead and hung it around his neck.

Then he said apologetically: "I almost forgot that Nie Meinan has not cultivated, and you can't withstand the high temperature of my Fire Phoenix Sect." ”

"This is a drop of blue water, worn on the body can neutralize the blazing heat, don't take it off easily."

As soon as the blue water bead was put on, Nie Feng felt a coolness in his chest, and the whole person suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.

"Thank you, Holy Maiden." Nie Feng smiled gently.

Su Lianrou's hand was still on his chest, very close to it.

There was a warm touch in the palm of his hand, as well as Nie Feng's tight muscles and powerful heartbeat.

At this time, seeing Nie Feng's smile like a spring breeze, Su Lianrou suddenly felt a dry mouth, and her heart was pounding wildly.

Long......

There is no such feeling of heartbeat and throbbing!

This man is simply perfect!

"What's wrong?" Finding that Su Lianrou was a little strange, Nie Feng lowered his head curiously and asked.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing. Su Lianrou withdrew her hand in a panic, and two red clouds rose on her cheeks.

At this moment, a ghost crying wolf suddenly sounded inside the mountain gate.

"Holy Maiden! You're finally back! ”

"Concubine...... It's so hard for a concubine to wait! ”

"Woooooooooooo I thought the saint didn't want me anymore, and the slave family was so sad. ”

With the sound of feminine and crying, more than a dozen men in colorful gauze clothes rushed out of the mountain gate like the wind.

A group of feminine men pushed each other and rushed to Su Lianrou.

Thump! Thump!

When they were less than five steps away from Su Lianrou, the group of men knelt on the ground without saying a word.

Then he twisted his waist with difficulty and crawled under Su Lianrou's skirt.

"Hiss......" Seeing this scene, Nie Feng couldn't help but gasp.

Then he turned his head and looked at Su Lianrou in disbelief.

"Holy Maiden...... You've been playing so wild? ”

That's a dozen men!

I didn't expect Su Lianrou, who seemed to be weak, to play so well......

The queen of the night royal twenty men?