Xi Tong did not hide anything, and there was no need to hide it!
Nuwa was good at planning, and she was able to plot against Fuxi to the point of losing her temper. Not only was she capable of pinching and calculating, but she was at least one of the best in the world in her observation of words and expressions.
Ganlin was so powerful that it was almost equivalent to a life, but Xi Tong didn't feel any distress and used it directly on a bull demon.
From this alone, a lot of information can be inferred.
Nuwa has even deduced the answer. Asking again is just a test of Xi Tong's character.
Nuwa was very satisfied with Xi Tong's frankness.
Xi Tong took back Nuwa's body and looked towards the opposite side with burning eyes.
"Senior, do you want to avenge your compatriots?"
Shaking her head, Nuwa said with a smile: "If it's not a relationship, what's the point of enmity? If you want to marry me, Chonglou should call me grandma. Do you think he is willing at all?"
Chonglou snorted and turned his head.
Xi Tong finally felt relieved and said, "If what I predict is true, my senior life will be over and he will need a body to be reborn."
Nuwa took a deep breath and said, "Once the gods unite and give birth, they will lose their origins and die. I had expected this day long ago, so I created humans in order to find a suitable body, but unfortunately, I couldn't find it."
Xi Tong secretly thought: It turns out that this is the truth behind Nuwa's creation of human beings.
There is no great moral integrity, no noble dedication, just naked interests and bloody needs.
Unfortunately, some single seedlings cannot grow in the ground.
"I'm very satisfied with your body. Please give me a price."
Xi Tong’s head is full of black lines, why does his words sound a bit weird...
It would be okay if Zixuan said this.
"Senior, the body of the Nuwa clan is a priceless treasure. How can it be measured by something yellow and white? Don't you think so?"
Nuwa knew clearly what Xi Tong had in mind, but she had no choice but to nod.
Then, she whispered: "No matter how priceless the body of the Nuwa clan is, it still depends on whose hands it is, right?"
Xi Tong deeply agreed, "It is indeed worthless in my hands, but it also depends on the time, right? For example, now..."
Smiling, Xi Tong looked like he had a winning chance, "Senior, if you want to fight with words, there's nothing wrong with me fighting with you until dawn. But, can your body bear it?"
Nuwa's body trembled, and her strength drained faster. Emerald green light filled the space between her and Zixuan, rising densely.
Yes, as Xi Tong said, she no longer has the qualifications to bargain.
Nuwa leaned down and rubbed her forehead against Zixuan lovingly.
"Mom is leaving, and you will be the only one left in this world from now on."
Zixuan seemed to have realized something. Although she had tears in her eyes, she said nothing. She just stared at her mother with wide eyes, trying to take one more look, one more second...
Nuwa straightened Zixuan's clothes, smoothed the wrinkles on her collar, pointed her fingers on her eyebrows, moved her lips, and cast a silent spell.
"Remember?"
Zixuan nodded, but did not speak, fearing that she would cry if she spoke.
Nuwa turned around, looked at Xi Tong and said: "The control method of the sword spirit has been passed on to Zixuan. If you treat her well, the sword spirit will be fine."
Damn it!
Xi Tong was almost knocked back by Nuwa's sexy moves.
Why don't you act according to common sense? What we are talking about now is the price of the body. Why did you become Zixuan?
Nuwa sighed, "You are right, I don't have time. If I had met you a day earlier, I would have had enough time to prepare. Unfortunately, it is too late now. I will leave that body to Zixuan."
"Senior, what do you mean?" Xi Tong was puzzled.
"Fuxi's people have arrived."
As soon as Nuwa finished speaking, Long Yang appeared in the sword-making workshop.
However, his expression and temperament have undergone earth-shaking changes from before.
Although Long Yang has all kinds of shortcomings, he is still flesh and blood, affectionate and righteous.
Although the person in front of him looked exactly like Long Yang, his expression was cold and his eyes were cold. His whole temperament was like an unsheathed sword, sharp and sharp.
"Feipeng!"
Chonglou snorted coldly and called out this unforgettable name. Immediately, he rushed out and punched him with his fist.
Long Yang - now Fei Peng, he nimbly dodged and easily avoided Chonglou's punch.
This movement was smooth and smooth, as if it had been rehearsed thousands of times. While dodging, Feipeng spun around and kicked towards the double-floor door.
Chonglou crossed his arms in front of him to protect him, but Feipeng's foot was light and weak. He just used the force to step on it and jumped backwards.
"Chonglou, all I have recovered is my memory, my strength is still at the level of a mortal. You are bullying others, so I will admit defeat."
Chonglou laughed wildly, and two tears of blood slowly flowed out.
"Feipeng, you are indeed Fuxi's lackey! Everything you do is a conspiracy against me!"
Fei Peng hung sadly, not daring to answer Chong Lou's question, and the two of them fell into a strange silence.
Xi Tong looked at Feipeng and then at Nuwa.
"Is this him you're talking about? I can crush him with just a wave of my hand."
Before Nuwa could speak, Chonglou snorted, "He is mine! No one can kill him except me!"
Nuwa shook her head, "Feipeng is just Fuxi's second sword...be careful!"
Nuwa held Zixuan under her arm, turned around and stood in front of Xi Tong, and pointed the Heavenly Snake Staff forward in her hand to hold up a thin water curtain.
A golden heavy sword shot out and pierced the sword-making furnace, but was blocked by a thin curtain of water, causing nothing but slight ripples.
silent!
silence!
There was neither the sonorous sound of the collision of gold and iron nor the sound and light of tit-for-tat. The golden epee missed a single blow and suddenly turned upside down, disappearing into the solemn earth atmosphere.
Nuwa placed Zixuan next to Xi Tong, and then cast spells with her hands like ghosts and animals. Her spiritual power surged, her red cloak rustled, and her gray hair fluttered in the wind.
A high-spirited figure appeared.
Xi Tong couldn't help but take another look, because he had already guessed the identity of the person in front of him.
Xuanyuan, Lord of the Holy Tao!
He has too much aura and myths about him, as well as too many legends and anecdotes. At least Xi Tong has read no less than ten kinds of stories about him and Jiutian Xuannv.
Before seeing the real person, Xi Tong was still curious about what the great man of Three Thousand Imperial Women looked like. After seeing the real person, Xi Tong was very disappointed.
There's nothing special about him, he's just a rough guy, and he's not good-looking either.
Nuwa looked at Xuanyuan coldly, "Why don't you cherish the opportunity to be a human being, but go to be a dog for Fuxi?"
Xuanyuan looked calm and spoke stiffly, "Because you are a woman."
Xi Tong picked his ears and almost thought he heard wrongly.
Nuwa created humans, and this was the reason why Xuanyuan, as human master, surrendered to Fuxi's sect.
Wasn't that a matriarchal society in that era? Xuanyuan had such thoughts and was not beaten to death?
Shaking her head, Nuwa slowly said: "I created all the nations for you, but he only created one Nine Heavens Xuannv. Sure enough, you men understand men better."
Xi Tong coughed, it turned out to be this, these big guys are very good at playing.