Wang Xiaoyan threw Ye Xiu down on the deck, her beautiful eyes filled with passion: "Mr. Ye, I want..."
Ye Xiu's expression remained calm, but he felt a little more vigilant in his heart.
There's something wrong with Wang Xiaoyan's state.
Combined with the fact that he discovered that Wang Xiaoyan's physique had improved a lot recently, he had some speculations in his mind.
He looked as usual and said with a smile: "Okay, since you want to, then it will be as you wish."
Wang Xiaoyan let out a cry, followed closely...
Ye Xiu was very cooperative from beginning to end, letting Wang Xiaoyan take charge of everything.
Ye Xiu pretended to close his eyes and seemed to be enjoying everything.
The time has come!
Wang Xiaoyan suddenly changed into a different person.
Her face was full of resentment, and a little light appeared in the center of her eyebrows.
It was the sword energy of a thin needle.
It may seem subtle, but it possesses an unparalleled power that pierces the sky.
It shot towards Ye Xiu's eyebrows at an absolute speed.
Far away, the old man had a sneer on his lips: "Young Master, this old servant has avenged you."
But the next second, his expression changed wildly.
When the sword energy, which contained 99% of his own power, touched Ye Xiu's skin, it was as if he had stabbed a piece of divine iron. No matter how the power exploded, he could not move forward even a hair.
Ye Xiu suddenly opened his eyes and suddenly grabbed the sword energy in his hand.
Then he swallowed it fiercely into his mouth.
This sword energy is a life-threatening talisman for most people.
But for Ye Xiu, it was just a supplement.
The sword soul activated it and directly decomposed and absorbed the sword energy, making Ye Xiu's sword soul much stronger.
The old man vomited blood on the spot and looked depressed.
Ye Xiu put a hand knife on Wang Xiaoyan's neck.
Her body went limp and fell down.
Ye Xiu quickly dressed her up in less than a tenth of a second.
Then he disappeared instantly.
When he appeared again, he was already in front of the old man.
The old man was eating at a small stall at the moment.
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he planned to run away, but gave up in the end.
He put down the bowl and chopsticks, looked at Ye Xiu, and let out a deep sigh: "I never thought that a genius like you could appear in the mortal world."
"You are Qingye's slave, right?" Ye Xiu sat down opposite him.
People were coming and going around, but no one seemed to see them.
"That's right." The old man nodded: "My young master is not unjust if he falls into your hands."
"I don't understand. You are staying well in the fairy world, why do you want to come down? Could it be that there is some great treasure in the mortal world?"
Ye Xiu asked the question he had been holding in his mind for a long time.
The old man took a sip of the drink and said with a smile: "I can't tell you this question."
He raised his head and glanced at the sky, and said to himself: "But it's soon, you will know soon."
Ye Xiu frowned: "Do you have any last words?"
"No, anyway, the young master was killed by you, and I will die sooner or later too."
After saying that, his whole body began to melt.
Ye Xiu hurriedly took action, but it was still a step too late.
The old man was probably already prepared the moment he realized his failure, which made it impossible for Ye Xiu to read his memory.
There was a ding, leaving only a storage ring.
Ye Xiu picked it up and put his spiritual power into it.
A big hole was opened in this storage ring, and many resources flowed into the void.
It was obviously the old man who didn't want to leave resources to Ye Xiu.
But Ye Xiu still intercepted a few things.
Two very ancient books and a jade slip.
As soon as I picked up these three items, the entire storage ring was shattered.