"Why are you frowning at me for taking so long? I'm not going to be your consort, or am I still in charge of your territory?"

Duan De continued to lower his head and make deductions, but his voice woke up Tang Xuan'er who was feeling unhappy. He managed to squeeze out a smile and said: "Master Immortal, please don't be offended. My princess, I have no other intentions. I can invite you this time." Immortal Master is my blessing in Nanling."

"Stop squeezing, look at yourself in the mirror, you are squeezing so much that your whole face is deformed. I promised your father that I should repay Zhang Ding's favor, and not for anything else. Don't disturb me, you can do your own thing."

Tang Xuan'er's nose was almost crooked because of his anger. Master Immortal is amazing. Sister, I'm older than you! I really want to strangle you to death, you bastard! She lowered her head and covered her face with her hair. Tang Xuan'er rubbed her face with both hands to soothe her. The anger in his heart. Duan De raised his head and looked at Princess Xuan who was driven crazy by himself, wondering if he wanted to give her a water ball technique to reduce the fire?

Huh? Has it finally appeared? His body shook, his breath flashed, and he was suppressed again. The true energy in Duan De's body boiled like boiling water. The colorless liquid true energy had already filled the Qi Sea Dantian. He was just waiting for the spiritual roots to appear. Now he was boiling. The real energy rushes in and out of the sea of ​​energy in the veins quickly, and the red essence that was originally gaseous in Tanzhong has now become a blood-like liquid. However, there is only a shallow layer in the more than twenty feet of Tanzhong, shining with blood-red arcs. The butcher's knife is suspended upright above the liquid in the body, and the tip of the knife is submerged in the liquid surface. The liquid is also exchanged up and down to form another set of exercise cycles. The floating aura is caused by a light purple spot looming just above the sea of ​​consciousness on the head of the body. , this was Duan De’s first inspiration.

Tang Xuan'er was almost crushed to death by the sudden coercion of Duan De's aura, but the small closed study had become a mess. Books, memorials, etc. were pushed into the corner, and she was also pushed into the corner and buried in a pile of paper. In the middle, when Duan De withdrew his pressure in time, Tang Xuan'er vomited a large mouthful of blood and fainted.

Duan De frowned and looked at the messy study room. He and the unconscious Princess Xuan couldn't help but feel speechless. He almost committed manslaughter! He stood up and walked over and raised his hand to blow away the pages of the book covering her body. He looked at the pool of blood lying in the corner. The woman in the middle hesitated for a long time before squatting down and taking her out. Her face was covered with blood and looked pitiful. Duan De directly laid her down on the carpet in the room, hastily cleaned up the wet blood, and took out a pill for her. After taking it to help her refine it, he brought her a few books to use as pillows and ignored it. She stood up and glanced at the secret passage on the towering mountain. It would be no problem if she could easily become an Internet celebrity over there with this thing.

Tang Xuan'er was awakened by the nightmare. She straightened her upper body upright and touched her clothes with a horrified expression. When she saw Duan De still sitting in the same place and ignoring herself, he sat on the ground with his knees bent and was dazed for a while. He could clearly see the knot hanging in front of his eyes. His hair was in strands, and he suddenly remembered what happened. The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became, and he lay down between his knees and cried. Duan De was awakened by the cry, his brows furrowed into the Chinese character "Chuan", and his eyes flashed fiercely, and he looked up The woman in the room who was crying suppressed yelled: "Why are you crying? It feels like I have done something to you! Go out and cry! Don't you smell the stench after washing yourself?"

Duan De asked the fat man for this elixir, and planned to send it to Butcher Duan to wash his essence and cut out his marrow when he had time. It could not only remove internal injuries but also prolong life. Tang Xuaner, who had just woken up, was very excited and did not notice any traces of it on her body. The black viscous substance on the body is just sad and crying because of the fragility and vulnerability of ordinary people when they encounter immortal cultivators.

Tang Xuan'er was yelled at by Duan De, and then she smelled the unpleasant stench on her body. She lowered her head to look at her exposed arms and calves, and even pulled open her collar to look at it. She let out a piercing scream and rushed out. Duan De's big hand shook

He created a gust of wind out of thin air and blew the smell out of the room.

Tang Xuan'er ran out and saw the emperor's army moving rapidly outside, with three pairs of strange eyes staring at her. She had never felt so tormented. Although Sun Yanda didn't know what was going on inside, how could the three of them know what was being discharged by washing the marrow and cutting the hair?

Don’t know? He raised his hand and stopped pulling to chase away the spirit beast, and said: "Old Xiao will take the princess to find a river to clean up, and fellow Taoist Hong will also go there to take care of the wind!"

Xiao Jian made the flying sword under his feet as big as a door panel, caught up with Tang Xuan'er who was at a loss and flew away. This was their place where they could easily find the hidden water source. Sun Yanda looked into the room and was a little surprised to see the scene in the room.

, why is it so messy? Seeing Duan De lowering his head to draw a blueprint, which was already spread out on the floor, he ignored him and closed the door of the car and secretly walked out; Xuan'er, this girl is worth it this time.

The value of the Marrow Cleansing Pill for mortals is no less than the Foundation Establishment Pill. Not only is the elixir hard to find, but alchemists are willing to refine it. This thing is not like the elixir for monks. The requirements for the level of the alchemist are still very high, because

It is necessary to suppress the effect of the medicine and release it slowly, otherwise the body will explode directly. Fatty and the others are always responsive to Duan De's requests. This is not difficult for Fatty. The elixir Tiande Sect and others are like weeds around their station.

Not a problem.

Looking at Tang Xuan'er who came in with a new look, radiant, less heroic and more feminine, Duan De smiled and nodded: "That's good, sit down, I have something to ask you."

Tang Xuan'er looked at this guy who was taking over the show, and the good mood she had just realized that she had changed suddenly dissipated. It was rare for her to show her girlishness, and she stepped on Duan De's manuscript paper that was scattered on the floor and sat opposite him, with a fake smile in her eyes that made her feel sick:

"Duan Xianchang, do you have anything you need to ask me? I will tell you the truth and I will never hide anything."

Duan De looked at the forced smile on the face of this woman who was said to be the Prime Minister of Nanling Kingdom, and felt very comfortable for no reason. He stretched out his hand to pinch her smooth and pretty face, smoothed it while Tang Xuan'er was stunned, and said: "Little girl, don't give me

Mr. Duan's expression, be careful if I eat you, your father won't be able to find out. I don't want to ask you anything anymore, so don't disturb me while you're at it!" Tang Xuan'er, whose face was livid with anger, was tidying up in silence.

Everything in the room is irritating someone from time to time!

Tai'an City, the capital of the Nanling Kingdom, reminded Duan De of the 'Afang Palace' described in some historical books. The palaces and pavilions are neat and orderly, continuous and endless, with hooked eaves and hanging feet, carved railings and painted buildings. It is majestic and majestic everywhere.

This shows the designer's ingenuity and emperor's ambition. He did not go directly to the city, but observed the overall layout of the imperial city at Xiangshan Temple on the high ground outside the imperial city. Xiangshan Temple is an ordinary mortal royal temple without Buddhist temples. Now Duan De

Standing in the backyard square of Xiangshan Temple, overlooking the entire Tai'an City. Tang Xuan'er accompanied her half a step later, followed by three protectors and the abbot of Xiangshan Temple, Master Shen Yuan.

This station lasted half a day. Tang Xuan'er's trembling calves resonated with her angry heart. Every time they trembled, she would curse. Abbot Shen Yuan was old, but her sitting and raising skills were not comparable to hers. They were the only ones at the scene.
Chapter completed!