When Mr. Wu came, he happened to rub shoulders with Ye Nanyin.
"Good morning, Mr. Wu." Ye Nanyin greeted politely and left with the little guard.
Mr. Wu looked at her with a slightly embarrassed expression, "Nangong, this little girl stayed at your place all night?"
Nangong Xiao ignored him. He was staring at the dozens of divine pills and was at a loss. How should he deal with these divine pills that looked so fragile?
Will it be too filling if you eat them all?
The overflowing scent of medicine caught Mr. Wu's attention. He leaned over to take a look and was dumbfounded along with Nangong Xiao.
"Nangong, did you steal the Jiuyou Wang family's treasure house last night? Where did you get so many divine elixirs?"
Nangong Xiao heard the sound and realized that he was here, "Mr. Wu? When did you come? Just in time, please help me quickly, how to store this divine elixir?"
The muscles on Mr. Wu's face twitched slightly, "How did you steal the divine elixir back if you didn't store it?"
"Who stole the divine elixir? This is my little apprentice's filial piety. She just refined it on the spot." Nangong Xiao was not false at all, even a little arrogant, "Mr. Wu, my little apprentice
Alchemy is much better than yours."
Mr. Wu didn't believe his lies, "Nangong, don't fool me like this! Where did all these magical elixirs come from?"
"Didn't I tell you? This was practiced by my little apprentice." Nangong Xiao grabbed his hand, "It's really freshly practiced. If you touch it, it's still warm!"
Mr. Wu touched the divine elixir with his fingertips, and it was indeed warm.
"Impossible, how old is that girl to be able to practice magical elixirs?" Mr. Wu still didn't want to believe it.
Nangong Xiao was unhappy when he heard this, "Come! Mr. Wu, help me store this divine elixir first. I will take you to my little apprentice and let her refine it for you on the spot."
Mr. Wu took out several porcelain bottles with crescents printed on them from the space storage bag, put all the elixirs into them, and then sealed the porcelain bottles and stuffed them into his hand, "Here, you take me to see what's going on."
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In the front hall.
The person who came to send the invitation letter was the most ordinary disciple of the temple, but he looked like a bully and arrogant person.
He didn't understand why the saint would invite a useless young master from a small sect?
He also specifically told him that the invitation letter must be sent to this young master.
After much inquiring, he found the door of Prince Jiuyou's Mansion.
As soon as Ye Nanyin came to the front hall, she saw a young man wearing a special white disciple uniform. The young man looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a slightly chubby body and a wretched look on his face.
"Are you looking for me?" She frowned and walked over.
Seeing a beautiful woman walking over, the messenger disciple from the temple almost drooled and narrowed his eyes slightly, making him look even more vulgar.
He greeted him with a sly smile, "You are Young Master Ye, right? I am Bai Xi, a disciple of the Xihuang Temple. I am here because of the instructions of the Saint. I must send you the invitation letter for the Temple's Spirit Fighting Conference."
He took out the golden invitation and handed it to Ye Nanyin. Just when Ye Nanyin reached out to take it, his plump hand touched Ye Nanyin's hand hard.
This made Ye Nanyin so sick that she lost her grip on the invitation and dropped it to the ground.
"Young Master Ye, why are you so careless?" Bai Xi was overjoyed when he saw this. Those tender and smooth little hands were so exciting to touch. It was so good to be able to touch them again.
He smiled even more obscenely, stared at Ye Nanyin's hand, and handed her the invitation letter again.
"Ha!" Ye Nanyin smiled coldly, suddenly raised her hand to hold his wrist, broke it with a click, "Who gave you the courage to eat me?"
"Ahhhh..." Bai Xi screamed like a pig but cold sweat ran down his face.
His screams attracted everyone in the palace, led by the gloomy-looking King Jiuyou.
When Bai Xi saw this, he rolled his eyes and said hurriedly: "You bitch, you were the one who seduced me, and now you want to bite me back."
"I have seen many women like you, but you just want to use your status as a disciple of my temple to climb up to the temple."
Ye Nanyin was almost disgusted by him. He was just a young disciple who sent messages? Where did he get this kind of confidence?
"I'm going to fuck your mother!" Ye Nanyin couldn't bear it anymore, and the quintessence of Chinese culture came out.
Just when she was about to take action, she saw a few emerald green leaves flying past her ears, nailing the disciple named Bai Xi to the wall. His limbs were pierced by the leaves, and the remaining small leaves were
Slap him in the face like crazy.
"Ah..." Bai Xi's screams became more ups and downs.
Ye Nanyin: "..." What kind of magical skill is this?
"Noisy!" Ming gave him a silence charm impatiently, and then the entire front hall fell silent.
"Yinyin, do your hands hurt?" Then he walked to Ye Nanyin expressionlessly, held her hands, and blew gently.
Ye Nanyin's eyes almost turned into bells, and she was extremely panicked.
What is King Jiuyou doing? When did he learn this kind of skill?
Obviously yesterday was quite normal.
"I...it doesn't hurt!" Ye Nanyin mechanically withdrew his hand, picked up the invitation to the Spirit Fighting Conference that fell on the ground and hid aside.
The Xihuang Temple holds a spirit fighting competition every year, and young people from ninety-nine major sects are invited to compete. The age cannot exceed twenty years old. Each sect that receives the invitation can send three disciples.
join.
The Spirit Fighting Conference is much more exciting than the Young Masters Conference. There are not so many rules. There are no restrictions on the use of weapons, hidden weapons, and elixirs. No matter how you cheat, you can do it!
Ye Nanyin looked at the detailed introduction Bai Yanyan specially gave her on the invitation, and was moved!
Nanhuang is a small place in the Bahuang Continent, and the temple is a large sect that is well-known far and wide. In the spirit fighting conference they held, many sects and families wanted to participate.
The various sects and families in the Southern Wilderness have never received invitations from the temple.
"King Jiuyou, I want to go to the temple to participate in a spirit fighting conference." Ye Nanyin shook the invitation in his hand at him, "It will be held in seven days."
She just went out to hide, and waited until King Jiuyou became normal again, and then came back to treat him.
I really can’t stand it!
"I will go with you." Ming Jue didn't even think about it. He had already worked hard to learn to be considerate. Why did he feel that the little girl was more afraid of him?
"Is it suitable?" Ye Nanyin's mouth twitched slightly, "Have you forgotten what your physique is?"
She didn't want to see the weird scene of women flying all over the sky again.
Ming Jue: "..."
"No! Little apprentice, you can't go to the temple's spirit fighting conference." Nangong Xiao, who had just arrived in the front hall, panicked when he heard that he was going to the temple.
He hurried into the front hall, grabbed the invitation letter from Ye Nanyin's hand, and tore it into pieces.
"Little apprentice, the temple is not a good place. The people inside are not only cunning and cunning, but also cunning and cunning. You are still too young to be able to play against them. My master does not recommend that you go." This chapter has been completed!