Self-cultivation of the villain prince

The Villain's Self-cultivation Chapter 127

"This is the top-quality Jinfengwan. Even the five sects do not have much stock."

"As for whether it is poisonous, I believe you should be able to tell with your eyesight."

After all, Ye Yaxi put the porcelain bottle in Han Xiuming's hands.

"What do you want to do?" Han Xiuming stared at the white-haired old man in front of him.

"Hey, the time for seniors to come out is still short, and now I say more is useless, you will understand when you advance to the innate." Ye Yaxi sighed.

"I don't think you need to help me."

"When the seniors advance to the innate, even if I don't come to you, you will come."

The two looked at each other, but Han Xiuming only saw his anxious and fearful self from Ye Yaxi's eyes, which formed a sharp contrast with the other's calmness.

In the end, Han Xiuming snorted coldly, pushed open the door and left. Ye Yaxi didn't say anything to stop him.

After a long while.

A tall and straight man with a slender face pushed in.

He is the "Xue You" who was invited by Xie Yu to create a trend last time.

"Helper!" He bowed his hand in salute.

Ye Yaxi turned his back to him and looked straight at the vast river outside the window: "Ding Qing, what happened to what you said last time?"

"The little one went to the county guard's mansion for a while... Yan Junshou might not survive for a few days," Ding Qing said in a deep voice.

"Is it White Lotus?"

"Yes."

Ye Yaxi turned around and became a little bit interested: "The masters of the White Lotus Sect in Cangyun County and Le'an County were all killed by the Demon Buddha. Who is sending this time?"

Ding Qing shook his head and said, "I don't even know the little ones."

"That's it, let alone me, now even the emperor doesn't have the mind to manage the Bailianjiao." Ye Yaxi sighed, then continued after a pause, "What do you think of Wuyou Wang?"

"Worry King is nothing, but his two wives... one is the innate Taoist body, and the other is not too far apart. They actually condense the prototype of the sword intent." Ding Qing said deliberately.

"Tsk tusk, young people nowadays are really amazing." Ye Yaxi sighed.

Then, he said as if suddenly remembering: "That's right, I'm ordering to go on, the movements have been reduced recently, that Grandmaster Xia won't take care of the court's face."

After speaking, Ding Qing waved back.

After Ding Qing left, he walked slowly to the sandalwood bookcase and took out an old yellowed booklet, which recorded several names and detailed descriptions.

After turning to a certain page, Ye Yaxi nodded in confirmation: "It turns out that they are the daughter of the girl two years ago... What a coincidence."

"Speaking of it, those two are really a pity. They clearly have the top abilities of the soul, but they were broken without even holding the first level..."

"Oh, but I'm not much better. Fortunately, there is that person to help, otherwise I would have died last year."

Chapter One Hundred and Eighteen

Worry-free palace inner house.

Xie Yu sat on the edge of the bed, holding two pairs of thin and breathable silk stockings in each hand.

These two pairs of stockings are black and white, showing a delicate and smooth luster under the sunlight.

This is the result of the model worker Su Qingqian rushing to make it overnight.

As a glorious female textile worker, she is undoubtedly qualified.Xie Yu, who was deeply touched, made up his mind that if spinning machines and other equipment could be developed in the future, they would be named after Su Qingqian.

It was the Jenny spinning machine, and the king named Qingqian spinning machine, which was the beginning of the industrial revolution era.

However, before that, you should work hard for this king.

If you don't want the 996 work system, you can also remove a 9, Xiao Sexing Xiao Xie will be very happy.

Xie Yu put the silk stockings in his hand and rubbed it carefully. Seeing this product that had crossed the age, suddenly felt a sense of chaos in time and space.

"There are a lot of good things in the modern world. If you can make some interesting toys, such as something that can vibrate..." Xie Yu thought suddenly.

He was talking about razors!

However, he suddenly realized one thing.

"With Su Qingqian's progress, it will take a lot of time to make a pair of stockings..."

The original color of the stockings is white. To make black silk, you need to dye the silk first. When he went to see Su Qingqian yesterday, he only saw a pair of white silk.

The pair of black threads on his hand should have been produced only yesterday.

Xie Yu doesn't believe that Su Qingqian will take time to make a pair of white stockings...

and so.

She should have worn this pair of white silk yesterday!

Xie Yu's breathing became slightly heavier, and he unconsciously recalled Su Qingqian's perfect leg shape wrapped in silk stockings.

"When you find the opportunity next time, you must touch it all over," Xie Yu thought.

As for taking the stockings between his nose and smelling it, that would be avoided, Xie Yu was not hungry enough yet.

"Wait later, I will find Mu Xue to let her try on the black silk..."

In Xie Yu's harem, Tang Muxue's figure is the most perfect. When the two were kissing in the room, Tang Muxue took off his clothes. The attractive curves of his waist and buttocks made him difficult to control just by looking at it.

Her beautiful straight and slender legs are slender and symmetrical, yet sensual. Xie Yu used to talk about what she was missing, but now she finally has the props ready.

Xie Yu folded both pairs of silk stockings into his arms, and then walked out of the door to the direction of the martial arts field.

Now the three of them have returned to live in the inner house of the palace, and the two girls are very diligent types, and their daytime is basically spent on cultivation.

"In fact, martial artists are like this, consuming a lot of resources and time to practice, but the goal is to fight and kill and disrupt social order." Halfway through, Xie Yuruo realized.

Martial artists practice martial arts day and night. Few people hold the ideal of defending their homeland. Most of them are for fame and fortune (self, sect, family). They are only regarded as a way to change class, similar to imperial examination.

And in this world where the style of renunciation is prevalent, warriors all pay attention to pleasure and enmity, and conflicts arise and are eager to resolve on the spot.

If it is for revenge for relatives and friends, it will be called a righteous man. Even if it breaks the law, many people will help.

But from the perspective of those in power, the so-called gratitude and enmity, to put it bluntly, means that they want to obtain law enforcement and trial power by themselves.