Immortal Martial God Chapter 1309: Made of insects, delicious
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The 1309th chapter insect system, delicious
At the scene, there was no sound.
The crowd was stunned, the King of Nanzheng was stunned, and the little lord and the demons were all stunned.
Even the Wulian Saintess who was in Jieyin dropped her hands and looked at Xiang Nan in surprise.
"You...you, you..." Elder Weng's eyes were dull that day, staring at Xiang Nan's face. You didn't get any results for a long time.
Xiang Nan shook his head, not knowing what these people were doing.
If it weren't because they knew the route of the endless forest, why should I play with them here?
In the crowd, the handsome man has never been flustered. Everyone around him has started to run around before, but he has been sitting quietly.
At this time, the handsome man is holding his hands on his shoulders, looking at Xiang Nan on the roof of the sacrificial ceremony in the distance, with a playful look in his eyes.
"Awesome..." The little prince held back for a long time, and finally spit out a word.
Xiang Nan frowned and looked in the direction of King Nan Zheng, and said: "You few masters of the advanced stage of the Divine Martial Realm, you can clearly kill the devil wolf, but why are you so slow?"
No matter how powerful the Demon Wolf is, it is impossible to beat a master in the late stage of the Divine Martial Realm. Resistance does not mean invincibility.
But those personal guards didn't say a word, always guarding King Nan Zheng's side.
Xiang Nan also understands that the only duty of these people is to protect King Nanzheng. That is their mission.
No matter what danger occurs, you must keep the King Nanzheng alone. Even if the danger in front of you seems to be easy to solve, you can even deal with it with a single sword, you will never risk even one ten thousandth of the danger and leave. Half an inch beside King Nan Zheng.
After all, he is the brother of Emperor Canghai, with a different identity.
"Can you show me your knife." Wulian Saintess, I don't know when she has drifted to Xiang Nan's side.
Xiang Nan shrugged his shoulders, and the long sword with a daily state of only 1.5 meters flew towards the saint.
The saint took the knife at random, but she never expected that the knife was so heavy that she even sank half of her body.
She looked surprised, looking at the simple black knife, she couldn't help taking off the colored yarn.
Everything fades as soon as the face appears!
Xiang Nan can only think of these words to describe the appearance of the Wulian Saintess. She is not the kind of beauty that is astonishing to the sky, but has a dignified and beautiful temperament.
Seeing her is like seeing my kind mother suddenly, so that people can't give birth to any distracting thoughts. I just feel that she is the gentlest and most beautiful person in the world.
This kind of beauty is not demon, not glamorous, but very holy.
Xiang Nanxin said, no wonder people call her a saint, this kind of temperament is really blessed.
"Good sword." All the spirits of the Wulian Saintess were concentrated on the nightmare knife. She even listened to the blade and flicked **** on the blade.
"Hiss..." The saint sucked in a cold breath: "Five-level magic crystal! There are so many fifth-level magic crystals in this knife!"
"How many?" Xiang Nan asked rhetorically.
The saint shook her head: "I can't feel the specific number, I am afraid it is more than five!"
Xiang Nan smiled slightly. The attributes of the Nightmare Knife are weird. Only after Xiang Nan grabs the knife and wakes up the spirit of the knife, can the knife grow to four meters and enter the "awakened" state. Otherwise, it will be asleep.
Even the magic crystals smelted in, followed the attributes of the sword, and fell asleep together.
"Just now, the moment you shot, this knife should have been nearly five meters long, right?" The saint was observing very carefully and asked.
Xiang Nan nodded.
"Yes, really good." The saint returned the knife to Xiang Nan and said: "With this knife, we enter the endless forest, and it is much safer."
The king of Nan Zheng walked over in person, and he was going to take Xiang Nan's giant knife. He also watched for a while, and he kept tusk.
The five-lotus saint put the colored yarn on her face again, and smiled to Xiang Nan: "My son, are you willing to join us in the endless forest?"
Xiang Nan picked up the giant knife and said: "So the best."
"Such the best." The saint also nodded, but her eyes kept drifting towards Xiang Nan's giant knife.
"Well, there is no danger at all." King Nan Zheng clapped his hands: "Set a banquet! Tonight we want to celebrate the joining of the Saint and Mr. Xiang!"
"This trip to the endless forest, I am bound to win!"
That night, a feast was held at the Southern Expedition Palace.
The King of Nanzheng, invited the best cook from among the commoners, so that this group of warriors who only know how to practice and don't eat the fireworks in the world, are very feasted.
Late night is approaching, and the bonfire is in the sky.
Wu Lian Saintess met with batch after batch of admirers, and finally found a chance to come to Xiang Nan and sit down with Xiang Nan.
The fire illuminates her face, adding a thrilling blaze to her incomparably holy face.
"Why wear a veil." Xiang Nan started the bonfire, holding a chicken leg in his left hand.
The saint smiled, just about to give a grape to her mouth, she suddenly saw the little bird sitting on Xiang Nan's shoulder, clutching a big green bug, gnawing green juice splashing.
The saint swallowed and put down the grapes again.
She said: "I don't want the world to only pay attention to my appearance. I hope to use my strength to prove myself."
"The great princes of noble origin and extraordinary background like you do not understand the arduous journey of those of us."
Xiang Nandao: "Do you think I am a respected son of everyone."
The saint smiled and gave Xiang Nan an ambiguous look.
It’s like saying, I understand, you guys are all going well, but you don’t want to be regarded as pampered by others, so everywhere you want to show that you are sad and deep, to cover up Own childishness.
"This world is cruel." The saint said: "Rich is like a veil on my face, separating you from the cruel reality and rich life, so that you can't see the world as it is. ."
"You can leave the family and come out alone. The little girl has already admired it very much. This is what many eldest sons cannot do."
"However, you will gradually realize what is meant by human feelings, what is meant by being in the rivers and lakes, you cannot help yourself."
"Teached." Xiang Nan nodded.
"Dare to ask Master Xiang who is the teacher?" the saint asked again.
Xiang Nan shook his head and said nothing.
The saint carefully looked at Xiang Nan, and said: "Although the son is withdrawn and does not like to talk to others, he has the style of the big son, but the foundation of martial arts is so strong that people can't see it, like a mysterious pool of black water. ."
"Throughout the world, there are not many people who can have this kind of martial arts at the age of 40 or 50."
"In my opinion, the Eastern Emperor uses a spear, the Southern Emperor uses a sword, the Western Emperor uses an axe, and the Northern Emperor uses a sword."
"The young man draws his sword like a dragon, and the method of closing the sword is like flowing water."
"It is so calculated, son, I am afraid that it is from the Southern Emperor, right?"
Xiang Nan does not speak.
The saint laughed: "It seems that I guessed right. You are not only a member of the Southern Emperor, but you may even be a descendant of the Southern Emperor! Only the people of the Four Emperors can have such a solid martial art. Foundation."
"You guessed wrong." Xiang Nan said lightly.
The saint did not refute, saying: "Among the descendants of the Northern Emperor, there is one person named Wudao."
"I heard that at the age of 23, this son was crowned the Fivefold Realm of Good Fortune, and he can be called a genius."
When talking about Bai Wudao, the saint’s eyes lit up and she said: "I don’t know the son, but I know him well? If you have a relationship, can you ask the white son for the little girl and say hello to him? I admire it very much."
"Look at the opportunity." Xiang Nan's mouth rose slightly.
Bai Wudao, I am too familiar with it, but the relationship is not very good. I am afraid that when they meet, they don't have a good conversation, but draw their swords.
The saint's face blushed and she was a little nervous, and said: "That's...that's really great. I hope you can say something nice to Master Xiang, the little girl is very grateful."
"Eat you, give it to insects." The little bird handed the saint a worm that had gnawed halfway. The green worm's tail was shook off, and the saint's face was green.
The saint's whole body became rigid, staring at the little green marks on the bridge of her tall nose with terrified eyes, her body was trembling.
Xiang Nan flicked a brain on the back of Xiaoque's head, and said: "Eat your own! Troublesome!"
The little bird scratched his head: "Made of insects, it's delicious."