Changsun Wuchen tilted her head half-way, then raised the soft and delicate outline of her pretty face. Her eyes were like water, staring at Sun Ning unblinkingly, as if there was a flower growing on the young man's face.
Seeing this, Han Shuren inevitably felt a strange feeling in his heart.
The young man from Dongdu who pursues Changsun Wuchen is either a high-ranking official or a martial arts genius. However, in the past few years, she has never heard of any rumors that anyone could catch her eye. Even the third prince was rejected by her indifferently.
, let alone one step beyond the thunder pool, I'm afraid I haven't even seen this 'leap pool'.
As for Lin Yinchen, who I have chased the craziest in the past two years, I don’t know how many people regard him as a clown and a joke.
Having said that, there are really only five young talents in Dongdu who are worthy of her.
Who would have expected that, right now, in this place, Changsun Wuchen would have such high regard for an unknown young man. Not only was he unstinting in his words of praise, but his eyes and expressions were also so uninhibited that he did not hide his feelings for this young man at all.
appreciation and keen interest.
And this scene also deeply hurt Lin Yinchen's delicate heart.
He was furious, and his intense jealousy was about to drive him crazy. He shouted angrily: "Changsun Wuchen, after all, you were born in the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, and you have always regarded yourself as a lady. Why are you so ignorant of the defenses between men and women and the etiquette?
Isn’t it embarrassing to look at a man like this?”
Changsun Wuchen did not raise his eyes to look at him, but simply said: "If you understand these spiritual materials knowledge, it is not impossible for me to look at you like this. But, are you good at it?"
With her temperament, she actually said such sharp words, which shows that Fangxin is already angry.
Ye Sanjue stood up and shouted angrily: "You evil beast, shut up!"
Sun Ning cleared his throat, as if this had nothing to do with him. In fact, he was deeply immersed in the crazy joy of a huge increase in charm, silently calculating how much more he would need to reach fifty.
As for Lin Yinchen...
Make him cry now!
"The year of the Shura Jiuyin Zhi is determined by the light-colored annual rings on the fleshy Zhi. Each one represents a hundred years. The plant in front of us has six annual rings, indicating that it has grown for six hundred years. And if it is
After a thousand years, the growth ring pattern will turn into gold, and when viewed from a distance, it looks like a circle of crowns! The thousand-year-old Shura Jiuyin Zhi is indeed the king of Zhizhi, and a true treasure of heaven and earth!"
Changsun Wuchen clasped his jade hands together and said happily: "Now that I think about it, when I picked this Shura Jiuyin Zhi, there was no vegetation growing within a thousand feet nearby!"
Ye Sanjue said: "What about its efficacy? Ninth-grade spiritual materials are rare in the world. Not to mention spiritual elixirs, treasure pills, and even Dao-grade elixirs can be refined!"
Sun Ning nodded and said: "That's right! Shura Jiuyin Zhi is the most important material for refining [Rebirth Dao Pill], and this Dao Pill has the effect of bringing the dead back to life. The Jiuyin spiritual power in this spiritual material is more than
The Nine Yin Divine Water is even richer. Taking it, not to mention the Houtian realm warriors, even the Xiantian realm and the Divine Sea realm can greatly increase their cultivation..."
"This thing is so precious!"
Ye Sanjue's eyes showed envy, and he asked expectantly: "I wonder if this Shura Jiuyin Zhi can be transferred to me? As long as you are willing, we can negotiate any price!"
"President Ye, I'm really sorry, this item is very important to Wuchen!"
Changsun Wuchen shook his head apologetically, and turned his gaze to Sun Ning. His two spiritual eyes flashed with a soft and shimmering brilliance like moonlight. He pursed his lips and smiled, with fragrant teeth, and said in a sweet voice: "That's really well said.
, detailed and breathtaking. Wuchen has never seen anyone like you, who seems to know everything. Tell me, is there anything you don’t know? "
As soon as she finished saying this, the system prompt rang again.
[Ding! Because of your erudition and grace, your attraction to Changsun Wuchen has increased, thus increasing your charm value by 1.]
Sun Ning was happy on her lips and happy in her heart, and said with a smile: "There are still many things I don't know!"
Changsun Wuchen covered his mouth and smiled, full of charm again.
Ye Sanjue stood up and took out a blue jade box, carefully put the Shura Jiuyin Zhi in it, and reluctantly said: "Such a treasure cannot be sold. This thing is called the Lingjue Treasure Box. Putting the spiritual materials in it can prevent
If the spiritual energy is scattered and lost, I will give it to you!"
Changsun Wuchen said deeply: "Wuchen, thank you very much, President Ye! The demeanor of a senior is admirable!"
By this time, Ye Sanjue was convinced by Sun Ning and said expectantly: "I have been involved in the spiritual materials industry for more than eighty years. Over the years, I have encountered many things that cannot be identified, and I now have a batch of them.
I wonder if I could trouble my little brother to take a look at it?"
“It’s okay to be natural!”
Sun Ning agreed readily, but looked at Lin Yinchen, who was burning with anger and jealousy, and was filled with fear and fear.
Lin Yinchen is so hateful!
He hated why Changsun Wuchen was so indifferent to him, but so appreciative and enthusiastic to another little thing who couldn't compare to him in anything!
He hated even more why, as his master, this old man Ye Sanjue not only failed to protect his disciple, but also scolded him several times in front of his sweetheart, which made him lose face!
He also hates the Han Shu people, who are you? How dare you go against me at every turn even if you are just the head of a chamber of commerce?
What he hates most is the little bastard in front of him! Why can he tell the names and characteristics of these two pieces of bullshit spiritual materials? It was him who caused him to make a fool of himself in front of Changsun Wuchen. It was he who caused Ye San to definitely
I was also very dissatisfied.
Not only was he hated, Lin Yinchen was even more afraid!
He was afraid that Ye Sanjue, an old fool, would really drive him out of the door just like that little bastard asked. You must know that it cost the Lin family a lot to become Ye Sanjue's disciple, including Ye Sanjue.
The friendship with that ancestor, the letter from the ancestor of the Lin family and a generous gift.
As of today, I even received a high-grade spiritual weapon-level storage ring!
The Lin family paid such a high price to become Ye Sanjue's disciple. If he was kicked out of the door, let alone the losses, he would definitely face severe punishment!
However--
Sun Ning just glanced at Lin Yinchen lightly.
Ye Sanjue had already understood it. He immediately cleared his throat and said in a clear voice: "Lin Yinchen, our fate as master and disciple has ended. There is no need to say anything more. Let's go back now!"
When these words fell in Lin Yinchen's ears, they were no different than the sudden thunder that sounded in his ears while walking on the road on a sunny day!
Under the intense fear, his face turned pale, and he screamed: "No! Master, never! How can you expel me from the master's school just by listening to this kid's words?"
Ye Sanjue frowned and said calmly: "You go back now, and when we meet again, we still have a relationship to say hello. Don't let me say it a second time, hurry up and leave!"
Lin Yinchen shook his head repeatedly and shouted incoherently: "Master, no, no! This guy is insidious and cunning. He is trying to make things worse for me. You, old man, must not be deceived by him..."
"roll!"
Ye Sanjue shouted loudly, carrying a strong wind in his hand like a cattail leaf fan, and stopped when he was only a foot away from Lin Yinchen's chest. The violent energy blew his bun away, and his long hair suddenly danced around.
Her hair was disheveled. The shirt on her chest, which bore the brunt of the damage, turned into dozens of rags the size of fingernails, as if they had been shredded with sharp knives. (To be continued)