Chapter 670 670. I am the best~
Cha Naixue considers herself a person who focuses on the present, never lingers on the past, and will not leave behind any useless things.
After becoming a spiritual master, she planned her own strength in the same way and never learned any useless spiritual clothes.
She pursues efficiency and usefulness.
So for her.
It's useful, that's important.
But now, she knew that she no longer needed to judge whether a spiritual garment, a relic of a god, or a subordinate was useful. What she needed to judge was whether she was useful to Xia Feng.
On the way back to the safe house, she counted her uses and realized that she was very useful to Xiao Feng.
It seems that it is no longer useful!
Her greatest use to Xia Feng is her identity as a saint, which gives her the opportunity to obtain S-level spiritual clothing.
But when Jiang Qiu'e replaced her and became Xia Feng's slave girl, her identity as a saint became dispensable.
If she died, Xia Feng could still use Jiang Qiu'e to obtain the S-level spiritual clothes.
This was a huge strategic mistake that she had not taken into consideration when she tried to persuade Jiang Qiu'e to surrender.
But now that things have come to this, there is no point in regretting his foolish tactics.
She must cheer up quickly and prove her usefulness again!
"Xiao Feng, as long as you don't hand me over."
Cha Naixue's beautiful purple eyes became watery, and she looked at Xia Feng pitifully, and whispered softly, "My body is yours, you can do whatever you want to me~"
“???”
Xia Feng glanced at the woman with disdain and said helplessly, "Sister Naixue, I haven't seen you for a few days. Are you thinking about shit again?"
Cha Nai Xue: “.”
Xia Feng shook his head. It seemed that this stupid woman didn't know him well enough. She didn't trust his character at all and thought that he would abandon her to save his life?
Are you kidding? Is Xia Feng such a heartless person?
The platinum ring was thrown up and down. Xia Feng pondered for a moment, then put the ring into the Nashi space and said calmly, "Alright, Chanaxue, don't do these empty things. As long as you behave yourself in the future, I will naturally not disregard your life."
Seeing Xia Feng accept the ring, Cha Naixue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, pressed her legs together under her skirt, sat up straight, and nodded obediently: "Yeah."
I act like I'm the most obedient.
Xia Feng tutted his words, not bothering to pay attention to her pretense. He looked at Mu Qingtong and was about to say something -
But he seemed to sense something, and suddenly looked up, his eyes penetrating layers of underground rocks and coming to the boundless snowfield.
Look into the distance.
In the hazy sky of blizzard and fog in the distance, three figures were rushing towards this side, each one more powerful than the other!
Xia Feng narrowed his black pupils slightly, and activated the Eye of Deconstruction with all his strength, passing through the fog. Only then could he see the three people clearly.
In the front was a man in a black tuxedo. The coat was exquisitely tailored, with silver secret thread patterns engraved on the collar and cuffs.
He had long dark hair that fell down his back, and a handsome face, but his skin was cold and pale, as if he were dead. Only his eyes were deep and flashed with an evil red light. The corners of his lips were curled up in a faint smile. He had an aristocratic temperament and an arrogant attitude.
He looks like a medieval vampire.
"This person is Apostle Leng Xiu, the A-level spiritual master who was hunting down the B-level spiritual master. After discovering that I had killed the B-level spiritual master, he turned his attention to me."
Chanayuki explained, "And for him, if he can kill me, he can get two Naraku fragments at once."
Xia Feng nodded thoughtfully. The vampire-looking man sometimes dispersed into blood bats and sometimes gathered into human form. He traveled at an extremely fast speed, and the four spiritual pressures of Zun Si fluctuated.
Not far behind Leng Xiu, there was a shadowy figure in a gray robe following closely.
That’s right, the face and hands revealed under the gray robe were all dark shadows.
And wherever it passed, a large shadow on the ground below was moving rapidly. In the shadow, there were countless strange and evil creatures rustling and laughing, which was extremely creepy, as if it was a moving strange natural disaster!
"Apostle Jiying, a respected fourth-level spiritual master." Mu Qingtong narrowed her beautiful eyes. She had investigated the members of Fentian in detail and remembered the code names and realms of all the apostles.
Xia Feng continued to look towards the distant eastern sky.
At the very back, a giant three meters tall flew across the sky. The hail and snow around him turned red and hot, melting into extremely red magma, falling like an endless rainstorm.
Wherever it passes, it becomes a molten hell.
The giant was clad in majestic armor of pure gold, with ancient and mysterious winding runes engraved on the surface of the armor. His neck and head, which were not covered by the armor, were actually made of molten lava.
The head with molten lava exploding had no lips or nose, only a pair of red-gold eyes, the eyes were indifferent and calm.
"Apostle Fencheng, Holy Realm Spiritual Master."
Listening to Miss Mu's introduction, Xia Feng raised his eyebrows. This powerful Saint Realm expert named [Fencheng] should be the leader of the four-person team.
It was no wonder that Cha Naixue suddenly became so cowardly and lowered her stance. Being hunted by a group like that, with her limited skills, she couldn't possibly escape.
Of course, Xia Feng estimated that even if he and Miss Mu combined their forces and used the Sirius Throne, they might not be able to kill Apostle Fencheng.
It's really a huge trouble.
But apart from the three apostles Fencheng, Jiying and Lengxiu.
Is there another apostle?
Xia Feng's eyes swept across the distant sky.
"The last one is [Disciple of Light], the legendary thirteenth apostle and also the most mysterious apostle. You can only see it if you look towards the bright light above the sky." Chanaxue looked up.
Xia Feng also looked upwards. A few rays of sunlight penetrated the layers of fog and snow, spreading golden light.
Xia Feng narrowed his black pupils slightly, and then he vaguely realized that these lights were sometimes distorted and sometimes restored. And in that distorted moment, a blurry human figure made of light appeared.
There was a vortex of light on the face of the light man, which looked weird and sacred.
It seemed to move slowly between the lights.
Or perhaps, skylight is its incarnation, omnipresent.
"Fentian has twelve apostles, and basically all of them have detailed information recorded."
Chanaxue glanced at the sky with a serious look, but didn't dare to look any further, lest she be discovered. "But since who knows when, a being codenamed [Light Disciple] has appeared. Some say it's the thirteenth apostle, while others say it's the fifth. No one has ever seen it take action, its strength is unknown, and its identity is very mysterious."
Xia Feng observed and indeed did not sense any fluctuations in the spiritual pressure of the light man, as if he had no spiritual pressure at all.
Or is there some ability to conceal one's cultivation level?
Xia Feng thought about it and quickly looked away.
Because except for the Light Man, the other three apostles had already approached this place in a few moments.
They flew over the safe house at a high speed and did not notice the location of Xia Feng and the other three.
But as a large, eerie shadow swept across the snowy plain, the gray-robed figure of Jiying, who had already flown away, paused, and a muffled voice rang out from his face: "Hey, Leng Xiu, the prey you want is hiding underground."
The handsome man with a pale face uttered a doubtful "oh" and looked down at the snowy plain with interest.
(End of this chapter)
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