Xiao Yifei's coma was unknown, but when his consciousness recovered, he found his body shaking and heard the rapid sound of the hoofs. It was obvious that he was in the caravan.

He moved slightly, and severe pain came from his chest and abdomen. Then he remembered the reason. I don’t know if the demon of the Dark Clan died. He was about to open his eyes, but he heard the maid Dai Cui say, “Miss, why did you put him in our car?”

The girl's gentle voice sounded, "He was injured so seriously to save us. We should have taken care of him. Cui'er, why do you have such a big prejudice against him?"

"Hmph, I don't know. Anyway, when Cui'er sees his lonely and coveted appearance in front of the lady, she hates it. Isn't it just a cultivator? What's so great about it? Our Nangong family plays an important role in Tianao Continent, and the head of the hometown is even a strong Xuanzong. There are many Xuanmasters and Xuan generals in the clan. He is a disciple of Feiduzong, and he is nothing to do. He is a stinking air. Even the elders of Feiduzong should be polite to our Nangong family."

"Okay, no matter what, it's someone who risked his life to save us. If you don't know the importance of your words and speak rudely, I will really marry you to ugly power."

Xiao Yifei felt a faint fragrance gushing, and Dai Cui rushed to the girl, "Miss, for such a boy, do you really have the heart to push Cui'er into the fire pit?" His voice was sad, and it seemed to be a spoiled person.

Giggle, the girl giggled in a string, "See if you dare?"

"Yes, yes, my eldest lady, Cui'er dared not, just..." She was about to say something, but she found something wrong, so she swallowed the following words.

The girl's voice turned stern and said, "You are arrogant when you are favored and cultivate the friendship between master and servant that Wei Shi Swift has never missed for many years?"

Xiao Yifei thought to himself: "Yuseng? Nangong Yuyan, as his name is, the servants around him are too ungrateful, don't blame me, otherwise you will suffer if you are at that time."

When his heart was skewed, the car suddenly stopped, and the short old man's voice came from outside, "Go back to Miss, Master Lang is here to welcome the lady."

Before Nangong Yuyan could speak, Dai Cui shouted happily, "It's Mr. Lang, let's go down." Before Nangong Yuyan could speak, Dai Cui lifted the soft curtain and jumped out of the car, "Master Lang... Master Lang..."

Xiao Yifei narrowed his eyes slightly and saw Nangong Yuyan's expression a little unhappy. I don't know if it was because Dai Cui ignored him as his master or the young master Lang who came suddenly.

Nangong Yuyan sat there firmly, and had no intention of getting off the bus. During this period, she also looked at Xiao Yifei for a few times without saying a word.

Xiao Yifei was also in a embarrassing place at this time and could only continue to pretend to be unconscious.

Not long after, a male voice rang out of the car, "Cousin Swift, where is that boy? I want to take a look at what kind of background he is a disciple of a noble family, and dare to be rude to his cousin."

Xiao Yifei heard the voice and said that this master was no more than him for a few days. There was a strong murderous intent in his words. It was obvious that Dai Cui was making trouble. It seemed that Mr. Lang had a very special relationship with Nangong Yuyan, otherwise he would not care so much.

Nangong Yuyan had a cold face, "This is my business, it has nothing to do with my cousin. Let's go, let's go into the city. Yi Bo."

As soon as she ordered, the old man obeyed, and the caravan started moving again.

Young Master Lang's voice was in the car outside the car: "Don't I feel sorry for you, my cousin, I'm afraid you will be deceived by others. It's okay, go into the city, and talk about it after entering the city."

Then he angrily scolded his followers, and the fire in his nest was fired on the servants. He could vaguely hear his voice scolding Dai Cui from afar. It should be that Dai Cui said something else, which angered him.

Xiao Yifei didn't want to get into trouble for nothing, especially this unpredictable disaster. He pretended to move, then opened his eyes, looked around in confusion, and said, "Where am I?"

Nangong Yuyan stood up, her face was gentle, and she held Xiao Yifei's elbow, "Senior, you're fine, otherwise the little woman would be so guilty."

As she spoke, the fragrance blew on Xiao Yifei's cheek, making Xiao Yifei feel comfortable. He was intoxicated and calmed down again, "Miss, no need to blame himself, we were just a deal."

Nangong Yuyan was stunned. She didn't expect Xiao Yifei to answer like this. She felt unspeakable and let go of her hand, "Senior, have you thought about what to do for the Nangong family? Or what does the senior want? As long as the Nangong family has this ability, they will definitely do their best to meet the senior's requirements."

What Xiao Yifei lacks most is the mysterious stone at present. He also thought about it and wanted a middle-grade or above mysterious stone. The unlucky prodigal skills were not allowed to be with him. Without a large-scale mysterious stone, he was always unsure. Others used the mysterious stone to practice, but he had to use it as a meal to restore his mysterious power, and it was a hundred times that of others. Thinking about it made him feel urge to cry.

"I don't care about it, the girl, I was a little hurried when I left, and there were no mysterious stones on my body..."

"Senior, do you want the mysterious stone?"

Nangong Yuyan asked in a little unbelievable way that there are still such idiots in the world who meet a fat sheep and don’t slaughter them hard, they will only have a few wool.

Xiao Yifei nodded, "Well, if it's convenient for me, it's better to give me some medium-grade or above mysteries."

Nangong Yuyan glanced at Xiao Yifei again, without saying much, took out an exquisite golden satin bag in her arms and handed it to Xiao Yifei, "The mysterious stone here should be enough for seniors, please accept it."

Xiao Yifei looked at the bag and looked good, but it was a little too small. He probably only had a few black stones. This was too stingy and said it was a big family. However, looking at Nangong Yuyan's sincere face, he didn't even want to ask for it anymore. He just smiled reluctantly and put the satin bag in his arms. He felt depressed.

When Nangong Yuyan saw him accepting it, she smiled again on her face.

The short old man was in the car and said, "Miss, you have entered the city. Should we go back to the city lord's manor with Young Master Lang, or to the manor of the Nangong family?"

"Go to the manor." Nangong Yuyan blurted out without thinking.

Before he walked halfway, the car stopped again, and Master Lang's voice sounded, "Cousin, why are you still angry? It's because my cousin was not good. I offended that senior verbally. I'm fine. I've prepared a banquet in Moonlight Building. I'm just going to apologize to my senior."

"Yes, Miss. As the young city lord, Master Lang apologizes him. How much face is that!" Dai Cui also spoke angrily, not much respect in his words.

Nangong Yuyan's face was as deep as water, and she said coldly: "Dai Cui, are you my Nangong Yuyan's maid or the maid of the Xiahou family?"

"Miss……."

"Stop talking, I will never change my lessons. From today on, you will no longer be from the Nangong family. If Yi Bo continues to send a message, Dai Cuiruo dares to appear in the territory of my Nangong family and beat him to death with sticks."

Dai Cui cried and rushed to the caravan, but was knocked over to the ground by Yi Bo's servants. The few people who took action were absolutely powerful, which shows how unpopular Dai Cui was usually so unpopular.

Xiao Yifei could feel that Nangong Yuyan was in a bad mood. She would not have been like this if it weren't for her. Xiao Yifei felt that his identity was very embarrassing, so he said, "Miss Nangong, I have something to do, so I will say goodbye." He did not give Nangong Yuyan a chance to keep him, so he lifted the brocade curtain and got out of the car.

At this time, the people outside were in a mess, but Xiao Yifei's body was inexplicably cold, as if he was staring at the poisonous snake. He turned around and saw a handsome boy looking at him with a cold look.

Xiao Yifei sneered in his heart and said to himself: "You'd better not provoke me, otherwise don't blame me for killing you." He ignored anyone and walked along the street alone.

Nangong Yuyan carried the brocade curtain and stared at Xiao Yifei's back. She didn't know what she was thinking, and there was no emotion on her face. Until Xiao Yifei disappeared into the night, she looked at Dai Cui with murderous intention, "Bitch, don't you give me a face, right? Come on."

Several servants ran over and said in unison: "Miss."

"It should be your blessing to survive this disaster. This slut has been rewarded by you. Don't let her die too happily." Nangong Yuyan swept away her gentle and beautiful expression before, and her face was full of viciousness.

Dai Cui was so scared that her face was pale. She cried weakly, "Miss, please spare me, Mr. Lang... Master Lang saved me!"

The boy didn't even raise his eyelids and said with a gentle look on his face: "I'm just a servant who is ungrateful. Why did my cousin get so angry? What should I do if I do?"

Nangong Yuyan glanced at the other party, and her voice was cold, "Hmph, don't think that you and her are dirty things. I don't know, you are not a good person either."

There was no ripple on the boy's face, and he still had a smile like a bathing in the spring breeze. "Hehe, a shameless bitch, who also wants to sing on the branches. How could I take it seriously, just have fun?"

Dai Cui looked at the boy with resentment and bit his silver teeth. It was ridiculous that he gave him the innocent body. He also naively thought that he would fulfill his wish and the lady would become his concubines. Now that he has fallen into this world, he can only blame himself for not knowing the others and being fascinated by his sweet words.

"Xiahoulang, you beast, I, Dai Cui, will not let you go even if I am a ghost." As soon as I finished speaking, blood spurted out of my mouth. After thrusting a few times, I lost my anger.

I saw too much in my eyes and knew what fate would be if I lost my master. If I do this, I would be unable to survive if I was ruined by these servants. I simply bit my tongue and committed suicide and died.

A trace of unbearableness flashed in Nangong Yuyan's eyes, but just that, the person retreated back into the car, "Yi Bo, ask someone to bury her, let's go back to the manor."

Xiahou Lang shrugged his shoulders and said nothing more. Only fools would pester and scold him at this moment. He smiled when he watched Nangong Yuyan and said, "Cousin, you are tired, just take a break earlier. I will go see you tomorrow."

When Nangong Yuyan's team lost its shadow, the smile on his face was replaced by coldness, and he cursed: "Bitch, Nangong family? Humph, Master Ghost. Please come on. This kid is so clever. Maybe it's related to the items you and I trade."

A man in black next to him responded, his body began to twist, and then fell into the air like dust, disappearing without any trace.

Xiao Yifei found an inconspicuous inn in the city and lived there. He closed the door, took off his clothes and treated the wound first. With his Xuanshi's cultivation level, these skin injuries were healed in less than two days.

When her eyes fell on the brocade bag, she couldn't help but think of Nangong Yuyan again, and she was full of resentment, "Save her life and just give her such a small bag of black stones. She is really stingy."

After carrying the bag, removing the trunk, looking in, he jumped up, "This... this is a space storage bag..." He thought it was an ordinary bag, but he never dared to think that Nangong Yuyan would give him a treasure. The cultivators in the world were crazy about it, and it was half a cubic size, full of top-grade mysterious stones.

Xiao Yifei roughly estimated that there should be about a thousand yuan. If it is converted into a low-grade mysterious stone, mom! That is a huge amount of 100,000 yuan, which is definitely a wealth that cannot be ignored.

Even if the bag is empty, just this space storage bag can definitely be bought with 100,000 top-grade black stones at the auction house.

After about a quarter of an hour, Xiao Yi came to his senses and thought about the purpose of Nangong Yuyan doing this. This is not an ordinary person. Even if it is famous, it is impossible to throw it away at will. No matter how wealthy the Nangong family is, there will be no more than five storage bags in this space.

Because such things are so precious, you can't buy them even if you have money. For example, the space equipment in Aoda Continent today is all left by ancient times, and today's monks cannot forge them at all. It is said that only by having a cultivation level with human honor, but also having strong mental power and talent forging.

Although Xiao Yifei didn't know much about these secrets, he understood one thing: the value of this storage bag exceeded the limit he could bear, "I want to return it."

As he thought so, he put away the storage bag. With his thoughts, his soul appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness. He pinched the handprints on his hand, recited the word "Inspiration" in his heart, and the world appeared in front of him. He felt that he had too little experience in battle, and he would not have much mysterious skills. It was time to hone himself well.

Yin Nu bowed and said, "Young Master, do you want to try?"

Xiao Yifei nodded and said, "Well, let's start the enchantress."

Yin Nu didn't say much. A golden light flashed on his body, and four demons appeared out of thin air. Each of them had a high level in Xuanshi. They besieged Xiao Yifei amid the roars.

Xiao Yifei wanted to increase his actual combat, so he did not use his mysterious skills, but danced his arms to fight with them, temporarily putting aside all his concerns.

The four demons also cooperated with each other, and fought to defend themselves. There was no flaw left between Zhang Chi. Not long after, Xiao Yifei had a wound on his body and his breath became disordered, but he did not even touch the corners of the clothes of the four demons.

Xiao Yifei pulled away and avoided the sword of a demon in front of him. The wind suddenly sounded on both sides and the other two demons came, and the two swords were already broken above his head. Xiao Yifei wanted to hide, but it was too late. He subconsciously grabbed the sword with his bare hands, and blood dripping splashed. Although he was a soul body in this world, he was no different from the outside world.

A strong sting made his eyes turn red. His month-long privilege of avoiding death was gone. If he was killed at this time, he would really die. What should Master do? Xiao Yifei couldn't let go of his thoughts now. Now he only had master. He wanted to be strong and reshape his body. Although that realm was still out of reach for him now, this was Xiao Yifei's goal in this life. He determined that no matter how thorny the road ahead was, he would still walk on the thorns.
Chapter completed!