Chapter 20 Xihuang Sword Recognizes the Lord (1)

"I heard that your face is ruined?" Nangong Chu's face was gloomy, he didn't want to say more, and went straight to the topic.

"That's right." Feng Xingying nodded.

Nangong Chu turned his head away in disgust. When he thought of the rumors, he felt dirty even approaching this room, so he said rudely:

"Tomorrow, the royal father will announce you into the temple and break the marriage contract between you and me. If you still keep my Chiwen pendant, please return it."

"Sword." Feng Xingying reached out.

The Chi Wen Pei and the Xihuang Sword were the tokens exchanged by His Majesty and Feng Xingying's parents.

In particular, the Xihuang Sword, which used to be Feng Xingying's mother's personal sword, was now used by Nangong Chu as a spiritual treasure, always worn by her side.

"This..." Nangong Chu stroked the long sword, obviously reluctant to give up:

"To tell the truth, Gu has the same heart as this sword, I really don't want to give it up. Why don't I go back and ask someone to help you build a set of protective soft armor, okay?

Or, I can send you a personal bodyguard and let her protect you at all times. This is better for you than an impractical Xihuang sword. "

"I just want the Xihuang Sword." Feng Xingying's attitude was firm.

Do you really think she's a fool? Just want to exchange him for a spiritual sword that can bless spiritual power?

"This..." Nangong Chu hesitated.

"You deserve to own the Xihuang Sword? Well, I'll give it to you, catch it if you have the ability!" Feng Yuexian was furious, and suddenly pulled out the Xihuang Sword and slammed it into Feng Xingying's shoulder.

Feng Yuexian was extremely fast and ruthless this time, and obviously he was not going to keep his hands.

The Xihuang Sword stabbed Feng Xingying's shoulder, and the blood stained the sword's body red in an instant.

Nangong Chu didn't know if he was delusional or not. He only felt that the phoenix glyph on the sword had become lifelike at this moment after being dyed red by Feng Xingying's blood, as if it had come to life.

Unfortunately, he can't see it.

At this moment, Feng Xingying's courtyard door slammed shut.

They can't always break into the hospital to grab the sword handle?

Nangong Chu looked startled, but shook his head helplessly: "It's a pity, such a good sword."

Feng Yuexian kept slapping the courtyard gate: "Feng Xingying, come out for me. Don't think that hiding in there will be able to dominate His Royal Highness and not return it."

A piece of jade pendant, like garbage, was thrown out of the courtyard wall.

Feng Yuexian quickly picked up the jade pendant and rubbed it in the palm of his hand. With a pair of wonderful eyes, he secretly sent Qiu Bo to Nangong Chu.

Just wait for him to say a word and give the jade pendant to the beautiful woman, and she can replace Feng Xingying as his future crown princess. What she wants is the Zhengfei, not the side princess.

Unexpectedly, Nangong Chu did not understand the amorous feelings at all, and rudely took back the jade pendant, snorted coldly, turned around and left.

A mist of grievance hung on Feng Yuexian's face, kicked the gate of Xinghuang Garden hatefully, and chased Nangong Chu away.

...

Just let them go?

Feng Xingying is someone who suffers casually?

Only now, she had to temporarily eat this loss.

Or, she could be considered a blessing in disguise.

Just after the Xihuang Sword pierced into Feng Xingying's shoulder and was stained with Feng Xingying's blood, it unexpectedly melted into her body bit by bit.

This strange scene, Feng Xingying did not want to be seen by anyone, so he hurriedly closed the door and threw the jade pendant to send the dog.

When the two left, the Xihuang Sword was completely integrated into Feng Xingying's body. As if this thing was originally a bone in her body.

At the same time, Feng Xingying also disappeared in place.

The place where she reappeared was a scorching space, surrounded by beating flames.

When those tiny flames saw Feng Xingying, it was like a pet seeing its owner, floating beside Feng Xingying intimately, and rubbing her arms and face from time to time.

With such a touch, not only did Feng Xingying not get burned, but instead, he felt that the spiritual power in his body continued to grow.

She seems to be absorbing the spiritual power of these little fireballs.

The small fire ball that has absorbed spiritual power will become lighter in color, and then float to the nearby fire pool to cultivate.

Feng Xingying didn't dare to absorb too much spiritual power in one breath, so he could only send the remaining small fireballs back first.

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