The poisonous concubine allures the city, the ghost king loves the sky

Chapter 97
Nangong Jin blocked Nangongyue's gaze, took advantage of her unpreparedness, flicked her on the forehead, and said cautiously: "Go soon."

This girl could only show such a mischievous side in front of himself, Nangong Jin's heart warmed up, and a smile overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

"Ouch." Nan Gongyue cried out in pain, rubbed her forehead and pouted reluctantly, and then made a face at him.

Only then did he straighten his face, and he returned to that gentle and refined young master.

Not long after, Nan Gongyue led Feng Wuxie to the secret room, and when she saw the brocade box on the table, there was a slight wave on Feng Wuxie's calm face.

But he couldn't help admiring in his heart, as expected, the world-renowned No. [-] swordsmith lived up to his reputation, and he was able to make such a good thing just by relying on a blueprint.

Nangong handed the brocade box to Feng Wuxie, but said lightly: "Look, is it what you think?"

Feng Wuxie's attention was all on the brocade box, he pushed the lock with his fingers, and it fell with a click, and opened the box.

The moment the box was opened, Feng Wuxie felt that his breath was about to stop, and he was completely shocked by what was in front of him, speechless.

Inside the dark red brocade box, lay a dagger peacefully. The whole body was dark and faintly purple. When you lightly touched the blade with your fingers, you could feel a chilly breath lingering around your fingertips. This was still when the dagger was in the sheath. The dagger was pulled out, and the cold breath had already been released.

Feng Wuxie moved his fingertips away a little bit, afraid of being hurt by the breath, and at the same time frowned a little. The dagger has such a strong aura that it might hurt itself while hurting the enemy.

Nangong Jin seemed to see Feng Wuxie's hesitation, and flicked his fingers, Feng Wuxie was unprepared and was dragged by a strong wind and slipped past the dagger, but even so.

The fingertips were still injured by the dagger, and a drop of blood dripped out.

The blood dripped into the dagger, and slowly soaked into the blade. It was like water meeting quicksand, and it was all sucked in by the dagger.

And the dagger that had sucked the blood felt as if it had life, and a faint purple halo radiated from its body, but it disappeared in just an instant.

Feng Wuxie only felt that the aura of the dagger had gradually quieted down, and there was no such fierce aura anymore. When he stretched out his hand to probe, the cold aura had been replaced by a warm current.

Feng Wuxie was a little dazed and couldn't come back to her senses, these things just happened in a flash, Nan Gongyue naturally didn't know the mystery of it.

She reached out to touch her, but Nangong Jin hastily scolded her, but it was already too late. Nangongyue's hand was only reaching for the moment, and her fingers were already injured by the dagger.

Although she withdrew in time, she was still injured by the cold air of the dagger. For a while, she felt as if her entire arm was frozen, and even her body was covered with layers of hoarfrost.

Feng Wuxie didn't expect the dagger to be so powerful, and hurriedly sent a wave of true energy into Nangongyue's body.

After a while, a wisp of white smoke was seen emitting from the top of Nangongyue's head, and her complexion returned to normal, so Feng Wuxie stopped.

"What is this, so weird?" Nangongyue's fingertips were still as cold as snow, and she no longer felt curious when she saw the dagger, only a little startled.

Nangong Jin let out a long breath, and said to Nangongyue, "I didn't show it to you just now, because I was afraid that you would be hurt by this black ice iron."

"But if that's the case, wouldn't the dagger wind girl be useless?"

"As long as this dagger drinks blood, it will reduce the hostility in the body, but it can only be the blood of one person." Nangong Jin said lightly.

"No, it's so evil. Doesn't that mean that other than Feng Wuxie, others can't touch it?" Nan Gongyue clicked her tongue secretly, envious and afraid of this dagger.

What is envious is that there is probably no second one in the world, such a divine weapon was obtained by Feng Wuxie.

What is scary is that once this dagger is released, few people will be able to defeat it. No matter how powerful the enemy is, as long as it is touched by this dagger, it will be difficult to survive.

Feng Wuxie lightly held the dagger in his hand, feeling that his entire arm was wrapped in a warm current, just touching it lightly, true energy flowed continuously towards his dantian, it was really a good thing.

Pulling the dagger out of the scabbard, there was a clang.

I just felt that the humming sound from the blade was shocking, and I am afraid that those with a little bit of concentration will have to cover their ears tightly. Even Nangong Jin and Nangong Peng frowned slightly.

The body of the blade is jet-black with purple streamers flowing, extremely strange, the tip of the blade is slightly upward, and the entire back of the blade has barbs, which can injure the enemy from both sides.

The hilt of the knife was black and purple, with a purple gemstone inlaid on it, Feng Wuxie couldn't put it down as he looked at it, gently stroking the hilt with his fingertips.

Gently pressing on that piece of purple gemstone, the handle of the knife unexpectedly looks like a lotus flower in full bloom, and a section pops out layer by layer, and the inside is surprisingly hollow.

There are white silk threads entwined in the middle, those threads are as thin as hair, the corners of Feng Wuxie's lips are raised, and the joy in the eyes keeps overflowing.

Su raised her hand, and the blade retracted into the scabbard. She raised her hand again, and the purple lotus at the bottom flew towards the pillar on the eaves. The tip of the lotus was caught in the pillar like a small claw, and the long silk thread After throwing it out, Feng Wuxie took advantage of this force to fly into the air, tapped his toes lightly on the pillar, and the lotus flower was released from the pillar with a contraction of his fingers.

In just a few seconds, Feng Wuxie has already flew back and forth in the air a few times, but the silk thread is too thin, people who don't know can't see the mystery here.

After Feng Wuxie landed, the dagger in his palm came out again, and the slender silk thread tightly wrapped around a vase, pouring his inner strength into the vase, and when the thread was retracted again, the vase stood still.

It wasn't until Feng Wuxie flicked his sleeve that the mouth of the vase fell to the ground with a clang.

Nan Gongyue stared at Feng Wuxielu's hand just now with wide eyes, she was so surprised that she couldn't speak, her skills are not that deep yet.

But once her inner strength is unfathomable, coupled with this dagger, she will be truly invincible.

Compared to Nangongyue's astonishment, Nangongjin was much calmer. On the contrary, because Feng Wuxie could make this dagger play such a big role, she was quite gratified.

Returning the dagger to the scabbard, Feng Wuxie's heart was beating wildly because of the excitement. With this dagger, she could deal with the enemy with ease.

"Thank you, Nangong Jin."

Others don't know, it's impossible for Feng Wuxie not to know, in order to make this artifact, Nangong would like to lock himself in a secret room for more than ten days.

It was just to avoid being disturbed by others, and to deliver it to Feng Wuxie when she rushed back to the capital, otherwise such a project would take at least a month to complete.

But it only took him more than ten days to make this thing, and before the poison on his body was cleared, how could Feng Wuxie not be moved by this kind of friendship.

"If this thing can help Miss Feng, then my hard work will not be in vain."

Nangong Jin's words were quite meaningful, the undercurrents in his eyes surged, implying something, Feng Wuxie glanced at him and said with a smile.

"It will definitely live up to expectations."

The two came and went, it was just eye contact, it was nothing at all, but Nan Gongyue, who was standing aside, saw something different.

But she only thought that the two were in love, and she didn't dare to express it clearly because she was present, so how could she know what Feng Wuxie and Nangong Jin really meant?
Besides, my elder brother seems to be mellow, but in fact he is an idiot in terms of feelings, otherwise he would not be 21 years old, and he would not even have a woman around him.

He is not in a hurry, but Nan Gongyue is.

She has been hidden and grown for 21 years. She has never even seen the colorful world outside. She has always heard how prosperous the capital is.

From Feng Wuxie's mouth, she also heard many strange things that she had never seen before. If her elder brother could marry a wife and have children early, she would also be able to escape from this sea of ​​suffering.

After a lot of thought, I immediately found an excuse: "Oh, I suddenly remembered that there are still some things to deal with in the villa. You can talk, you can talk..."

After finishing speaking, he winked at Nangong Jin, with a meaningful smile on his lips, and made a cheering gesture to Nangong Jin before leaving.

Nangong Jin couldn't laugh or cry because of his younger sister, she wanted to get angry, but she was afraid that Feng Wuxie would embarrass her, so she had to pretend that she didn't understand anything, and watched Nangongyue go out.

Turning around and showing Feng Wuxie an apologetic smile: "I'm really sorry to let Miss Feng read a joke."

Feng Wuxie smiled faintly: "Why, I think Nangongyue is quite cute."

Nangong nodded. He still loves his little sister very much. If Nangongyue hadn't helped him maintain the villa, what would happen now?

But thinking of Nangongyue's forbearance, Nangong Jin's eyes showed a trace of pain. The family training of Nangong's family and his father's last words before his death were all a big mountain on the hearts of Nangong brothers and sisters.

If possible, he would rather hope that Nangong Yue could continue to be so happy.

While the two were talking, Nan Gongyue suddenly picked up the curtain and walked in. She was still wearing the moon-white robe, with a heroic look on her brows, but the furrowed brows and slightly flustered expression made Feng Wuxie's heart ache. Tight for no reason.

"What's going on?" Nangong Jin felt the seriousness of the matter and was the first to ask.

Nangongyue rarely showed this kind of expression. She grew up under the training of her father. Although she was a girl, she was always trained as the young owner of the Nangong family.

Not to mention the knife resting on her neck, even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of her, her brows would not frown. It must be a big event that can change Nangongyue's face.

Because of the haste to walk, Nan Gongyue's breath was slightly disturbed, her complexion turned pink due to excitement, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Her gaze swept around the room, passed Nangong Jin, landed on Feng Wuxie, and handed over the letter in her hand.

Feng Wuxie took it over, glanced at it, and was taken aback.

(End of this chapter)