Chapter 1310: The Swordman Who Combines Human and Sword

Night fell.

Tianqi City is brightly lit, the streets are full of traffic, and the sky is full of spaceships, creating a bustling and bustling scene.

Putting aside the hostile relationship, if the Goddess of Apocalypse was really founded by the goddess of wisdom, Shemea, she is really amazing in terms of the development of this civilization, and Ning Tao has to admire her.

Although he also established the Kingdom of God and planted a seed of civilization, the seed of his civilization was sown in the soil of the Goddess of Wisdom Shemea, as well as his people's believers, who were also the Goddess of Wisdom Shemea. Mia created it and has nothing to do with him. Everything he has done is just icing on the cake, far from the original.

Admiring the enemy is not something to be ashamed of.

But in this bustling Tianqi City, there is a very different place, that is Zuixiangju. Unlike the hustle and bustle around it, it looks particularly deserted. No one moved around in the huge mansion, because the servants were told to rest in the shabby room outside the wall before dark, and the few servants of the gods and people did not dare to disturb the master here, Lang Xianghun.

Shenmin Zhihua likes cleanliness and quietness, which is well-known in the entire imperial capital, as well as her penchant for spices. This Wenxiang Building has a rule that no one can approach it after nightfall. Not long ago, a servant of the gods forgot this rule and came to Wenxiangju after nightfall. He originally wanted to please Lang Xianghun by offering him a rare spice he found in the market, but in the end he was kicked out of Xianghun Residence.

With this lesson learned from the past, even Sashimi, who is most valued by Lang Xiang's soul weapon, dare not approach Wenxiang Tower after nightfall.

There was one exception, and he was a humble ironborn.

This person is Ning Tao.

Ning Tao came to the door next to Xiangfang with a tray in his hand, and called out, "Xianghun Angel, have you rested yet?"

The closed door suddenly opened, and a ray of cold light suddenly came through the air, and it arrived in front of Ning Tao in an instant, and then hovered in front of his eyebrows.

It was an exquisite dagger, made of some divine spiritual material. It glowed brightly. It looked like an energy form, but it also looked like a real thing. There was some inscription engraved on the sword of the dagger, but it was in the language of light, which Ning Tao couldn't understand at all.

In the room, Lang Xianghun stood barefoot on the spotless floor, his expression was cold, and his voice was extremely cold: "Don't you know that you can't disturb me at night? If you can't give me a suitable reason, I will kill you!" "

Just her little sword,

Shaving Ning Tao's hair may not be able to shave it off. If you want to kill Ning Tao, it is simply a dream.

But acting requires a full set.

Ning Tao pretended to be nervous and said: "The envoy of Fragrance Soul, please don't kill me. I chased out a little Drunk Fragrance Soul, so I couldn't wait to send it to you. Since this is the case, then I will go back."

He pretended to step back cautiously, for fear that the little sword would pierce him.

"Stop!" Lang Xianghun stopped Ning Tao, and then reached out to make a move, and the glittering little sword, which was both real and fake, flew back into her hand with a swish.

But she saw that she stabbed the shiny little sword into her lower abdomen, and the sword disappeared into her body.

This is the real swordsman who combines human and sword.

It turned out that it was really an energy sword.

Ning Tao was filled with surprise and curiosity. What surprised her was that she just stabbed the energy sword into her lower abdomen.

If Fang emerges, it will be a big deal. What is curious is what kind of civilization the light spirits are, which is 99% similar to humans, but looks much better than humans.

However, he had a frightened expression on his face.

"Come in." Lang Xianghun said.

Only then did Ning Tao "come to his senses" and was about to enter the house.

Lang Xianghun suddenly stopped Ning Tao again: "Are you wearing your shoes?"

Ning Tao raised one foot, in a golden rooster's independent posture, and showed his bare sole to Lang Xianghun.

Lang Xianghun nodded, and added: "Don't touch anything."

"Xiaomin remember." Ning Tao walked in, and walked cautiously towards Lang Xianghun.

With a wave of Lang Xianghun's hand, the door closed again.

Ning Tao walked up to Lang Xianghun, knelt down, and raised the tray above his head with both hands.

Lang Xianghun said: "Get up, wipe the bottle and open it."

Her obsession with cleanliness was really extreme. The bottle was already very clean, but it was still dirty in her eyes, and she didn't want to touch it.

Ning Tao stood up, put down the tray, picked up the small porcelain bottle, wiped it on his clothes, and then pulled out the cork.

The fragrance of Zuixianghun immediately diffused out of the small porcelain bottle.

Lang Xianghun's energy body trembled suddenly, and an intoxicated expression appeared on his exquisite face. Soon, she was not satisfied with the little bit of drunken spirit diffused in the air, she reached out and took the small porcelain bottle from Ning Tao's hand, and impatiently moved to the mouth of the bottle and took a deep sniff .

boom!

The strength of the wine doubled, and Lang Xianghun's body fell limply backwards.

"Be careful!" Ning Tao took a step forward and put his arms around Lang Xianghun's slender waist.

The tentacles were warm and delicate, it felt like hugging a woman made of pearl powder, and her body slipped from his fingers one by one.

He did put his arms around Lang Xianghun's slender waist, but in just two or three seconds, her waist passed through his palm. There was nothing left in his hands except for a little mysterious and wonderful feeling, and she also fell to the ground.

But at the moment Lang Xianghun fell to the ground, with a wave of her left hand, the small sword hidden in her body suddenly flew out and stabbed at Ning Tao's forehead.

Ning Tao reached out and grabbed the small sword.

The small sword was vibrating in his hand, but it couldn't get rid of his control.

In such a short time, Lang Xianghun was completely drunk and collapsed on the ground, not even retracting her little sword.

The sword strike just now was obviously her instinctive reaction. She is such a noble and proud flower of the gods, how could she tolerate a humble ironman touching her body. But after that moment of instinct, there was no instinct after that, her spirit was completely submerged in the ocean of happiness, and she couldn't remember the humble ironborn.

How high is this state?

As soon as she thought about it, the entire universe was at peace, and there was no war.

As soon as she thought about it, the entire universe was painted in her favorite white, without any dirt.

As soon as she thought about it, all the handsome men in the universe knelt down in front of her and stuck out their tongues.

As soon as she thought about it, she immediately became the supreme existence in this universe, and she dominated everything. Even if it was a black hole, if she wanted to fill it up, she would fill it up right away...

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Just so hi, just so happy!

Ning Tao pressed the fluorescent sword against her lower abdomen, and a miracle happened, the sword slowly sank into her lower abdomen, but she didn't respond to any pain.

Only halfway through, an idea suddenly popped up in Ning Tao's mind. He pulled out the little sword, held it in his left hand, and used his finger as the blade in his right hand, injecting the power of good fortune, and engraved a soul brand on the sword.

This imprint is the imprint engraved in his soul by the cauldron of good and evil.

Although I don't know what effect engraving the soul brand on this small sword will have, but there is nothing wrong with trying. If you can't control her, at worst, use a grain of Drunken Fragrance Soul to intoxicate her, and use the power of nature to erase her.

After engraving the soul brand, Ning Tao put the small sword on Lang Xianghun's lower abdomen, and slowly inserted it into Lang Xianghun's lower abdomen until the hilt disappeared, but she didn't respond.

Afterwards, he plugged the cork of the small porcelain bottle, cutting off the diffusion channel of the Drunken Fragrance Soul factor.

The alcohol gradually subsided, and Lang Xianghun's consciousness became clearer. Suddenly, she found herself lying on the ground, and Sha Wujing was standing beside her, looking at her. She hurriedly stood up, and said nervously, "What did you do?"

Ning Tao said neither humble nor overbearing: "Xianghun God Envoy, you smelled Zuixianghun and then passed out. I dare not help you, so I can only stay here and wait for you to wake up."

Lang Xianghun stared at the small porcelain bottle that Ning Tao put back on the tray, and said coldly, "What kind of spice are you refining?"

Ning Tao smiled lightly: "Drunken Fragrance Soul, that is the most proud research of Xiaomin's life. It can give people an unparalleled feeling of happiness."

With a sudden wave of Zui Xianghun's right hand, the little fluorescent sword appeared in her hand, and in the next second her sword touched Ning Tao's chest.

Ning Tao pretended to be surprised: "Xianghun Godly Envoy, you... what are you doing?"

Lang Xianghun snorted coldly: "Who are you? You used this spice to get close to me. What ulterior motive do you have?"

She looks good, but she is definitely not a vase.

She likes Zuixianghun, there is no doubt about it. But even in the face of such an irresistible temptation, she can remain sober and doubt Ning Tao's motives, which is even more difficult. You must know that she is actually still under the influence of the wine power of Zuixianghun at this moment, and she is not in her most sober state.

Also an envoy of God, this Lang Xianghun is much more powerful than Kun Ling, and also more difficult to deal with. Otherwise, she would not be in charge of such an important place as the reincarnation of the Sky Temple.

Ning Tao was not in a hurry to defend himself, he just looked at Lang Xianghun with calm eyes. At this time, a trace of the power of nature penetrated from his chest into the blade of the fluorescent sword, silently activating the soul brand he had just engraved.

A mass of golden light diffused from the sword body.

Lang Xianghun's body froze suddenly, and he fell straight to the ground.

This time Ning Tao didn't reach out to help her, but just watched her fall to the ground.

The golden glow filled the air, and cracks appeared on the fluorescent sword. Lang Xianghun lying on the ground, her energy body was rapidly weakening, getting weaker and weaker.

She is dying.

This situation startled Ning Tao too. What he wanted was to use the soul brand to control Lang Xianghun. He never thought of killing her, but she was dying right now!