"I heard that your face is ruined?" Nangong Chu's face turned gloomy, unwilling to say more, so he went straight to the point.

"That's right." Feng Xingying nodded.

Nangong Chu turned his head away with disgust. When he thought of the rumors, he even felt dirty even when approaching the house, so he spoke unceremoniously:

"Tomorrow, my father will announce you to enter the hall and terminate the engagement between you and me. If you still stay with me, please return my dragon patterned pendant."

"Sword." Feng Xingying stretched out his hand.

The Chi-patterned Pants and Xihuang Sword were once the tokens exchanged by His Majesty and Feng Xingying’s parents.

Especially the Xihuang Sword, which was once Feng Xingying's mother's carry-on sword, was worn by Nangong Chu as a spiritual treasure and was always worn by her side.

"This" Nangong Chu stroked the long sword with his hand, obviously reluctant to leave:

"To be honest, I have already communicated with this sword, and I am really reluctant to leave. Why not do this? I will turn around and order someone to help you build a protective soft armor, which is good?

Or, I can give you a personal guard to protect you at all times. This is better for you than using the unpractical Xihuang Sword."

"I only want the Xihuang Sword." Feng Xingying's attitude was firm.

Do you really think she is a fool? If you want to replace him with a spiritual sword that can bless spiritual power?

"This" Nangong Chu hesitated.

"Just you deserve the Xihuang Sword? Okay, I'll give it to you, and if you have the ability, you can catch it!" Feng Yuexian was furious and suddenly pulled out the Xihuang Sword and stabbed Feng Xingying on the shoulder.

Feng Yuexian was so fast and ruthless that he was obviously not ready to hold back.

Xihuang sword stabbed Feng Xingying's shoulder, and the bloody flower dyed the sword body red in an instant.

Nangong Chu didn't know if he was an illusion, but he felt that the phoenix carving pattern on the sword was actually dyed red by the blood of Fengxingying, and became lifelike, as if he came to life.

Unfortunately, he couldn't see it.

At this moment, Fengxingying's theater gate closed with a loud bang.

Can't they break into the yard and grab the sword?

Nangong Chu looked stunned, but just shook his head helplessly: "What a pity, such a good sword."

Feng Yuexian kept slapping at the gate of the courtyard: "Feng Xingying, come out for me. Don't think that hiding inside can dominate His Royal Highness's things and not return them."

A jade pendant, like garbage, was thrown out of the courtyard wall.

Feng Yuexian quickly picked up the jade pendant, put it in his palm, rubbed it, and secretly sent Qiubo to Nangong Chu.

Just wait for him to say that the jade pendant was given to the beauty, and she could replace Feng Xingying and become his future crown princess. What she wanted was the main concubine, not a side concubine.

Unexpectedly, Nangong Chu did not understand the charm at all, and rudely took back the jade pendant, snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Feng Yuexian had a layer of grievance on his face, and he kicked the gate of Xinghuangyuan hatefully, and chased Nangong Chu.

Just let them go?

Is Feng Xingying the one who suffers casually?

But now, she has to take it for the time being.

Or, she was a blessing in disguise.

Just after the Xihuang sword pierced into Feng Xingying's shoulder and dyed Feng Xingying's blood, it strangely merged into her body bit by bit.

This strange scene, Feng Xingying didn't want anyone to see, so she hurriedly closed the door and threw the jade pendant to send the dog.

When the two of them left, the Xihuang Sword had completely integrated into Feng Xingying's body. It was as if this thing was originally a bone in her body.

At the same time, Feng Xingying also disappeared from the spot.

The place where she appeared again was a scorching space, and the surroundings were beating flames.

When those tiny flames saw Feng Xingying, they were like pets seeing their owners, floating intimately beside Feng Xingying, and rubbing against her arms and face from time to time.

With such touch, Feng Xingying not only did not get burned, but instead felt the spiritual power in his body continue to grow.

She seemed to be absorbing the spiritual power of these small fire balls.

The small fire balls that have been absorbed with spiritual power will become lighter in color, and then float to the fire pool next to them to cultivate.

Feng Xingying didn't dare to absorb too much spiritual power in his breath, so he could only send the remaining small fireball back first.
Chapter completed!