The reason why he let go so easily was that, in addition to trusting Xue'er, Zu An had just noticed that she was merciful with her sword, and it was obvious that the other party had no ill intentions towards him.
Seeing that he let go of his hand, the maid hurriedly ran over to protect the mysterious woman behind her. While looking at Zu An warily, she asked behind her: "Miss, are you okay?"
"I'm fine." The mysterious woman rubbed her throat. It was obvious that she was a little sore from being buckled by the opponent just now.
Nan Xun also hurriedly ran to her side and hid, looking at Zu An with some fear. Obviously, he was still frightened by what happened just now.
The mysterious woman gently pushed the maid aside, looked at Zu An's back and said, "Let me help you treat the wound first."
As she spoke, she stretched out her hand, and the thing that looked like a flying sword immediately turned into a green light and flew back to her hand, and turned into soft feathers again.
Zu An was a little surprised: "Your thing is quite advanced, it can be soft or hard."
The mysterious woman sighed: "Your body is so hard that I didn't expect it."
The sword strike just now was thought to be able to severely damage the opponent, but in the end it only managed to penetrate.
Nan Xun on the side chuckled lightly, with a very strange expression on his face.
The mysterious woman was stunned at first, and then realized that the conversation between the two just seemed to be somewhat ambiguous.
Her cheeks were slightly hot, and she hurriedly changed the subject and said, "Nan Xun, go and bandage Mr. Zu's wound."
This girl dared to laugh at her. She should be punished.
"Ah!" Nan Xun looked confused. The other person just grabbed her and almost burned her ankle. She was subconsciously afraid.
However, she could not disobey her master's order, so she could only shyly come to Zu An's back. However, the closer she got to him, the more she felt that his whole body was like the sun, which made her extremely uncomfortable.
The mysterious woman was a little surprised: "The skills practiced by the young master are somewhat special, and they can actually restrain Nan Xun's existence."
Zu An put away the Hongmeng Yuanshi Jing, and Nan Xun immediately felt that the burning sensation on the other person's body disappeared, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and started to bandage him.
In fact, this injury is nothing to Zu An. With his body's strong recovery power, he will heal naturally in a short time. However, there is no need for him to expose this to outsiders.
"You haven't answered my question yet." Zu An looked directly at the mysterious woman.
"My name is Kong Nanwu," the mysterious woman hesitated for a moment, then said, "Young Master must have guessed that, according to human terms, I am a demon."
Zu An was not surprised and looked at the maid beside her: "Then what race is she?"
"Mushi is a girl from the Fox Clan." Kong Nanwu patted the maid's head lovingly. Apparently, she was very satisfied with the reaction of her loyal protector.
Zu An was a little surprised. He didn't expect that he was Daji's disciple and grandson. He didn't know how this little girl would react if he released Daji.
Of course he would not be so reckless. He looked at Kong Nanwu and said, "Is Miss Kong also from the fox tribe?"
Kong Nanwu shook his head: "No, I am from the Yu Clan."
"Feather Clan?" Zu An was a little dizzy. Sometimes it was the Demon Clan, sometimes it was the Fox Clan, and now it was the Feather Clan. He suddenly thought of the other person's last name, and an idea came to his mind, "So you are a peacock!"
Kong Nanwu: "..."
She took a deep breath and calmed down: "Although in a sense it's not wrong to say this, it still sounds a bit irritating."
Zu An smiled coquettishly: "No offense, why do you know Xue'er?"
The relationship between the two seems to be quite good.
Kong Nanwu replied: "Because we all belong to the Yu clan, we will have closer contact."
Zu An had a headache: "What's going on with your racial classifications? It makes my head hurt to hear it."
Kong Nanwu hesitated for a moment and explained: "These are not secrets. It doesn't hurt to tell the young master. You humans call the feather tribe, the beast tribe, the demon tribe, the sea tribe, the dragon tribe, etc. all called the monster tribe. In fact, within us, in a narrow sense,
The Monster Clan only refers to the Feather Clan, the Beast Clan, and a few other minor categories. It is actually not appropriate to call the Demon Clan, the Sea Clan, the Dragon Clan, the Monster Clan. Of course, the Human Race is strong, so everyone has to stick together and be called together.
It’s not a big problem.”
"And the Feather Clan and the Beast Clan are each subdivided into many races..."
Zu An nodded to express his understanding. Although the cat lady, rabbit lady and vixen were all beasts, they definitely belonged to different races under the beasts.
Kong Nanwu continued: "There are three major royal families in the Yu clan, the golden-winged roc, peacock, and elves. Sister Xue'er is from the elves clan, so we are relatively familiar with each other."
Zu An reacted: "Peacock, was that feather just pulled off your tail?"
No wonder it's so dazzling, and the green and green spreads out as if it's being stared at by countless eyes. Aren't those the peacock's tail feathers?
However, in the animal world, it is said that only male peacocks have beautiful tail feathers. Isn’t the one in front of me a male?
"You're a disciple!" The little maid from the Fox clan on the side glared at Zu An and snorted angrily.
The anger value from Mu Mu is +215+215+215...
Kong Nanwu said calmly: "I'm sorry that I can't answer such a relatively private question, sir."
Zu Anxin wonders if you said this, wouldn't you also indirectly reveal some problems?
In order to avoid the awkward atmosphere, he changed the topic and said: "Nan Xun is also from your demon clan? I didn't expect that you are so capable that you can actually
She arranged to enter Prince Qi's Mansion as a concubine."
You must know that King Qi is the second most powerful person in the human race, but the person next to him is actually a member of the demon race. He has gleaned a lot of confidential information.
Nan Xun's expression changed, and the other party indeed knew her identity.
Kong Nanwu shook her head: "No, she is not a demon, but a human being, but now she exists in the form of a ghost."
"Ghost?" Zu An frowned and looked at Nan Xun up and down. After the death of a powerful human practitioner, the soul can indeed remain immortal for a period of time, but this time is not long. If there is no special adventure, it will be short.
In a few hours, or as long as a few months, it will dissipate due to the rules of heaven and earth.
This is why Zhao Hao wants to live forever so much. Otherwise, if he could live forever in a ghost state, he wouldn't worry about these things.
Although Nanxun has some cultivation base, it is obviously not high. Theoretically speaking, her ghost should not last long before dissipating, let alone being so public and becoming an oiran.
As if seeing his doubts, Kong Nanwu explained: "To be precise, it is called a ghost. The tiger tribe has a secret method that can enslave the soul of a person who has been devoured or killed into a ghost and make it his own.
Therefore, this kind of ghost is different from ordinary souls. As long as the essence is provided regularly, it can live between heaven and earth for a long time."
Zu An suddenly understood, isn't this the origin of the idiom "Making a Trouble with the Tiger", but in the previous life this idiom only came from legends, and now in this bizarre world, this idiom has become a reality.
"And I happen to know this secret technique," Kong Nanwu said. "Some days ago, when I passed by Prince Qi's Mansion, I felt the resentment inside. Her soul was wandering nearby and was about to dissipate at any time, so I used the secret technique to
Refining her into a ghost, her soul was preserved."
Nan Xun bowed to her: "Thank you, Miss, for saving me."
Zu An asked: "This name should also be given by another person, right?"
Otherwise, if she was famous in the capital by her real name, King Qi would have known about it even if he didn't visit the brothel.
"Yes, after refining the demon, you can rename her and completely cut off the past." Kong Nanwu replied.
Zu An looked at Nan Xun: "Were you really killed by King Qi?"
Although I have already made a judgment before, now that the rightful owner is here, it is natural to ask her for the clearest answer.
"Yes, I was indeed killed by Zhao Jing." Nan Xun looked calm, as if he was talking about something unrelated.
"Why did he want to kill you?" This is what Zu An doesn't understand the most.
"Because I am a spy sent by the emperor to him." Nan Xun replied.
Zu An: "???"
This chapter has been completed!