Chapter 293 He is always pushing his limits
Song Anyu and Song Anran were stunned. Yes, they overlooked this point.
If there is a contract, even if he wants to terminate the contract, his realm will decline.
But they didn't know whether their grandmother had signed a Taoist partner contract with him.
Song Anyu suppressed his speculation and pulled the leaves of the Dream Love Grass without much force, saying teasingly, "At first I thought you could only bloom, but I didn't expect you to be quite capable."
The Dream Love Grass moved its stem back and said resentfully, "You guys are so annoying. You always pull my leaves."
Song Anyu didn't use much strength to begin with, he just pinched it lightly, and the Dream Love Grass easily escaped from his "claws".
Wen Xu slapped his paws away and left with the flower pot in his arms. "Little fool, where is your home?"
"Dream Love Sea of the East China Sea, unlucky guy, please don't call me a little stupid grass."
"Just yell, didn't you call me an unlucky guy?" Wen Xu threw the flower pot onto the windowsill.
Senior Brother Mo seemed to have mentioned the general route. The East China Sea was not included in their route, but now other situations have arisen and they have to go to the West China Sea. It is still uncertain whether they will go to the East China Sea later.
"I protest."
"Protests are useless. Stop arguing. I want to practice." At least he wouldn't be so miserable next time he's unlucky. If it weren't for his junior sister, he would have returned to the level of cultivation he had when he first came to Jiuzhou.
Seeing that he was getting into the mood, Meng Qingcao stopped talking, jumped out of the flowerpot and wandered around the yard.
It's not a flower, so why should it live in a flowerpot? The unlucky guy even found a flowerpot for it.
Wen Xu glanced at Meng Qingcao who had run away, then continued to close his eyes.
After receiving that part of the gift of luck, he was able to circulate his spiritual power much faster.
Song Ningshu lay in the recliner in front of the windowsill, looking at the token that Xie Huaiyi gave her. Like Xie Huaiyi's personality and spiritual attributes, the token was cold when she touched it.
Song Ningshu injected spiritual power and at the same time sent in a breath of soul.
The token seemed to sense a familiar breath, and soon it became excited and took the initiative to sign the contract.
Song Ningshu slightly exerted force on the fingertips holding the token. Xie Huaiyi was indeed as not to be underestimated as rumored. Her spiritual energy was captured by him.
Just based on the two times she detoxified him in Zhongzhou last time, he was able to copy her spiritual energy, and the active contract of this token was proof of that.
Song Ningshu was stunned again when a map of all the Xie family's defenses in Beihai and the troops that could be mobilized appeared in his mind.
This completely treated her as one of their own. Lan Yi and Xie Huaiyi were so confident in her that they completely exposed the last barrier of the North Sea to her.
Song Ningshu recalled Lan Yi's attitude when he met him on the few occasions.
The first time was at her parents’ wedding. Because of her mother, he showed her the care of an elder.
It was then that she learned that there was a story between Lan Yi and her mother.
The second time was when she went to the East China Sea. She said there were alien races in the East China Sea. He glanced at her and expressed his trust in her.
The third time was not long ago, at the border between the two tribes in the sea of humans. He was gentle, but it seemed that behind his care and appreciation, there was something more obscure.
He invited her to the Temple of Poseidon, and beneath his gentle smile seemed to be hidden... anticipation and excitement.
It's just that he hid it so well at the time that no one noticed it. Now that Song Ningshu thinks about it carefully, he feels something is different.
Song Ningshu remembered what Xianyou said again, that the mermaids were natural overlords of the sea and were once the first tribe under the control of the water god.
The first tribe under the control of the Water God...
Maybe she understood.
Qi Yan came back and saw that she was lost in thought. He did not disturb her but sat quietly beside her, watching the ripples on the water outside.
Song Ningshu came back to his senses and took the initiative to tell him his guess.
Qi Yangui pinched her cheek and said, "Though they are no longer here, they are everywhere."
"You are born with a keen sense of good and evil. Since you were willing to save Xie Huaiyi at that time, there is nothing untrustworthy about him."
"If he gives it to you, you should take it. Since it's something that can be given, there's nothing wrong with it."
After all, they won’t do anything bad to Sihai.
It's Xie Huaiyi who is a bit hard to understand.
Giving the Xie family all the power to mobilize troops in exchange for saving their lives seems reasonable, but it is inevitably a bit too generous.
But he was too calm.
Suppressing the speculation in his heart, Qi Yangui poked the little girl's cheek.
Song Ningshu grabbed his fingers and said, "I want to practice."
"Kiss me first." Instead, he held her hand, moved closer to her, and spoke with a smile.
Song Ningshu glanced at him, followed his wishes, and kissed him on the lips.
The next moment, he held her neck and kissed her back, biting her gently.
He is accustomed to pushing his luck further.
A month later, the group arrived in Xiqiao City.
When we arrived at the center of the city, we saw the keeper of the Xiqiao City's Living Pen sitting on a chair on a round table with a pen in his hand, with his legs crossed, watching the black-armored soldiers below selecting people from among the monks.
There were some monks watching the fun around, and the crowd was bustling.
The treasure keeper was a young man who looked to be in his twenties, with a handsome face. At the moment, he was lying on his back on a chair, watching the flashes of light from time to time on the city-protecting formation. He was holding the Life Pen in his hand and turning it casually, as if the Life Pen was just an ordinary thing.
Lu Yilin took a look and said, "The picture is very beautiful, to the point where it could be drawn into a picture. The other female cultivators couldn't take their eyes off the handsome man who seemed cynical."
"However, this conspiracy is too high-profile, it's almost like saying, 'I set it up to lure you here.'"
"Even though we know it's a trap, the other party will definitely come." Shengxia said.
A game full of loopholes that strangles the opponent's lifeline is a clever game.
Song Ningshu glanced at Xie Huaiyi who was hidden in the crowd, then looked at the treasure keeper Mu Xian and said, "The treasure keeper has been replaced. He is a member of the Xie family."
The aura on Mu Xian is the same as that on Xie Wuyong, and the token that Xie Huaiyi gave her contains the virtual image of the core general of the Xie family.
Yao Nian munched on the fruit and said, "It doesn't look like that. In my impression, the Xie family members are all like their head: cold and stern, with the murderous aura that only comes from fighting on the battlefield."
"He is Xie Huaiyi's first deputy, Mu Xian. His cultivation is in the early stage of transformation, and his position is more important than Xie Wuyong's." Song Ningshu explained.
"How do you know?" Jiang Sui poked her head.
"Xie Huaiyi took the initiative to tell me."
Qi Yangui pulled her away, isolating Jiang Sui from his occasional itchy behavior.
Jiang Sui glanced at him and retracted his claws.
Ever since Junior Brother Qi brought Junior Sister Song back to the nest, he rarely gets to touch the cute little Junior Sister's head.
If he had known this earlier, he would have tripped the person before he succeeded in kidnapping him.
Ten cultivators have been selected and lined up in front of Mu Xian, all with excitement on their faces waiting for soul shaping.
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