Chapter 159 159. How dare you humiliate the Holy Lady like this
After arranging three hundred people in the underground experimental base, Mu Qingtong took the two of them back to the surface.
The ground at this time is no longer a sea of flowers, but a towering forest.
“This forest used to be the experimental site for He Jianzhu’s clone,”
Mu Qingtong pointed into the distance, “And there should be something buried under the tallest tree in the northwest. The spiritual materials we need.”
"Clone experiment?" She will throw hundreds of clones into this forest and bury various spiritual materials in the forest, allowing the clones to fight and kill each other, thereby quickly advancing from trainee to second, third, or even fourth level."
"Whoever becomes the fifth level first in the end will have the opportunity to get a number and become one of He Jianzhu."
Mu Qingtong said calmly, but Xia Feng and Chana Xue did not I was so frightened when I heard it, why did it sound so scary?
Can she mass produce level 5? Xia Feng couldn't help but think of the time when he met his mother-in-law at Yuanhe Orphanage. No wonder Mu Qingtong wanted to ask her what was the date of He Jianzhu.
"So how many numbers does He Jianzhu have now?" Xia Feng asked curiously.
Mu Qingtong shook his head: "I have only seen one 'He Jianzhu' walk out of this forest. I don't know what the number is."
Is that so? Xia Feng thought thoughtfully. From this point of view, it is estimated that mass production of level 5 is still impossible, but it is not bad.
While talking, the three of them came to the giant tree.
“He Jianzhu probably took all the spiritual materials with him when he left, but there was a section of white jade growing at the bottom of this tree that could not be taken away. Now ten years later, it should have developed into White jade glass.”
"White jade glass is very fragile and will break when it touches the spirit or hard objects, so you can only use your hands to dig it out."
Hearing Mu Qingtong's explanation, Xia Feng nodded and looked back. To the saint.
"What do you think I am doing?" Chanaxue frowned.
Xia Feng smiled slightly: "Sister Naixue, as my slave girl, you must be conscious."
As he said, he pointed to the bottom of the tree, "Hurry up and dig Pit it.”
"!!!"
Cha Naixue's eyelids twitched, she pursed her lips and looked at the woman in black skirt expressionlessly, saying softly, "Miss Mu, this is your spiritual material, let me dig it up. Do you think it’s appropriate?”
Mu Qingtong looked at Xia Feng with some doubts, slave girl? Isn’t Chana Yuki Mr. Xia’s childhood sweetheart? How did you become a slave girl?
However, since Chanaxue can help, she naturally does not want to dirty her hands, her eyebrows are bent, and her voice is gentle:
"It is indeed not appropriate, but Your Excellency the Saint If you are willing to help, I’ll trouble you.”
"?" Are you speaking in human language? When did I say I was willing to help? Chanaxue's little face was expressionless and she was about to say something, but when she met the unblinking eyes of the doggy man and woman in front of her.
She stopped talking immediately, and the corners of her lips curved up in a calm and soft voice: "That's right. Miss Mu is so spoiled that she must be a little afraid of getting dirty. That's okay, then let me do it."
Said Without talking nonsense, she came to the tree and took off her gauze gloves, squatted down gracefully and started digging the hole with her own hands.
Xia Feng raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect Chanaxue to be so straightforward. This made him feel embarrassed and guilty, and he began to think about whether it would be bad for him to bully her like this.
Thinking of this, Xia Feng slapped his head and almost forgot, retreating in order to advance, this was Chana Xue's usual routine when he was a child. "So, why did she become your slave?"
Xia Feng tilted his head when he heard the sound, and saw the woman in black skirt staring at him with a smile.
“Ahem, didn’t I save Chana Xue’s life several times before?” Such kindness. So I had no choice but to sign a slave contract with her and became her master. Alas, I couldn’t refuse even if I wanted to. It was so enthusiastic.”
“Okay, I understand. You can shut up." Mu Qingtong could tell that this guy was talking nonsense again and was too lazy to listen to his nonsense.
While the two were chatting, the woman in the snow skirt squatting under the tree digging a hole alone seemed to be cast in a shadow, exuding anime-style black resentment.
She heard Xia Feng's nonsense and said that she was actively begging to become his slave girl!
"Damn it, damn it!"
"Xia Feng, just wait for me!"
Chanaiyue turned her grief and anger into motivation and accelerated the digging of the hole.
However——
At this moment, a startled shout came from the dense forest behind: "Lord Saint? What are you doing?"
Cha Naixue's movements froze, her head lowered and she was concentrating on digging the hole, her expression sluggish. The voice sounds familiar.
Ye Lixing's eyes were filled with fire. As soon as he found the saint, he saw the saint kneeling in front of Xia Feng in humiliation. His hands were full of mud, and Xia Feng stood behind the saint's butt. Eyes. He didn't see Xia Feng's eyes, but they must be very evil!
He couldn't even imagine what Xia Feng was going to do to the Holy Lady in this forest if it was one step later!
Fortunately, although he walked leisurely and leisurely along the way, he still arrived before the saint was about to be violated!
Chana Yuki reacted and stood up suddenly. Shesei's embarrassed expression quickly returned to indifference, and she turned back and frowned at the three people walking out of the dense forest.
Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong also turned around.
I saw a man in golden armor with his head held high and his chest raised, his eyes cold and stern: "Xia Feng, how dare you humiliate the Holy Lady like this! Are you looking for death?"
A gopher on the side Something doesn't feel right. Why is this Black Moon Knight still concerned about the safety of the Saint?
"Brother, we are here to capture the Saint. Are you going to rebel?"
"Don't worry, I can understand the priorities of the matter clearly." Ye Lixing said calmly, "In this case, I will deal with Cha Naixue, and leave those two guys to you. Don't lose."
"Lost? "The two men in black robes grinned and chuckled.
The three of them were discussing as if there was no one around. Two of them were wearing masks with blood eyes, and the centers of their blood eyes were surrounded by two small tadpole-shaped magatama. They looked like people from the Burning Heaven Temple.
According to Xia Feng’s observation, the masks of the Burning Heaven Temple are also different. The higher the status, the more magatama the mask wears. For example, the level of spiritual pressure of such a two-magatama mask is about Level 2~3.
Coupled with Ye Lixing, there are at most three third-level spiritual masters, so it shouldn’t be difficult to deal with them.
Ye Lixing walked over slowly, smiled seriously and said: "Holy Lady, you can't escape. Why don't you just take me back with you? I will protect you. The Archbishop will not do anything to you for my sake." ——"
"That's a lot of nonsense."
Before he finished speaking, Chanaxue whispered coldly, and a giant purple eye and a thick purple thunder beam unfolded behind him. Blast straight towards Ye Lixing's door!
(End of this chapter)