Immortal Martial God Chapter 1312: Wang Cai


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Xiang Nan also leaned over and listened to the spies discussing issues with each other, but in the cloud of hearing, he didn’t understand at all.

These spies are all “old hunters” who have been walking in the endless forest all year round. On the one hand, they rely on accurate data, and on the other hand, they use their rich jungle experience to determine the safe route.

Xiang Nan didn’t understand, so he asked, but the spies had to detect a safe route every day, and there was no time to pay attention to Xiang Nan.

Xiang Nan had no choice, so he went to find the little prince. He is the big red man next to the little prince, and the little prince is the leader. Naturally, all the spies can only helplessly explain to Xiang Nan. .

This process, being seen by the Saintess of Five Lotuses, increased her aversion to Xiang Nan.

For the next ten days, there was no disturbance at all. The Endless Forest was too big. Although they hurry up every day, they are still far from the dangerous zone of the Endless Forest.

On this day, the team pitched their tents and stopped to settle down.

There are chefs hired by the palace, who personally take care of the spoons and provide meals for the explorers.

Here, there is no distinguished status or not. Everyone is lining up to have dinner. Of course, the Demon Slayers have entourage to help, so you don’t have to do it yourself.

“Holy woman.” A strong warrior leaned forward and handed out a small bowl nervously: “I have caught a lot of meat, let you eat this bowl, I can’t eat so much.”

The saint smiled and took the bowl.

The strong Han was overjoyed and ran away happily, as if he had received pity from the heavens.

When other people saw this, they came to show their courtesy.

But the saint bit her lip, and without looking at other people, she directly penetrated everyone and fell on Xiang Nan.

She walked straight from the crowd and handed the bowl to Xiang Nan: “Master Xiang, this bowl is full of oil, I can’t eat it, give it to you.”

In the rear, everyone’s eyes were about to breathe fire, and they stared at Xiang Nan fiercely.

If Xiang Nan is a powerful warrior, and a saint girl with a talented appearance, they will be unlucky.

However, everyone thought that Xiang Nan was a rich man, and he was treated like this with a good knife. He only felt that it was unfair.

Is the forty or fifty-year-old Divine Martial Realm great?

Xiang Nan knew that this saint was hypocritical, and deliberately pretended to like herself. He was also very polite and brought it over and ate it cleanly.

The saint is really… unable to conceal the disgust in her eyes. She tried her best to act as if she was close to Xiang Nan, but her eyes couldn’t deceive.

Seeing Xiang Nan wiped her mouth with her sleeve directly after eating, the saint finally couldn’t help it and turned her head away.

That night, everyone was singing and chatting around the bonfire, while the little prince put his arm around Xiang Nan’s shoulders, shouting one by one Mr. Xiang.

It was late at night, and everyone except the patrollers fell asleep.

Xiang Nan looked at the night with his arms folded. A round moon hung in the sky, bright and beautiful.

Seeing things and thinking about people, Xiang Nan thought of his master and couldn’t help feeling in his heart.

Master, master, you are still in good health. You are in a different world, so you can’t visit you often. I hope you are well and don’t worry about it.

Xiang Nan turned around, his eye circles were already slightly red.

At this moment, the tent not far away opened, and a breeze drifted away.

Xiang Nan rubbed his eyes, used his magical power to let his consciousness out of his body, and followed him.

The saint floated across a deserted mountain and met two other women in the back mountain.

“I really can’t stand it anymore.” The saint was bitter: “You don’t know how annoying Xiang Nan is!”

“Today I enthusiastically gave him food, he actually took it shamelessly, and ate a good meal in front of me. It was really lacklustre.”

The woman in red chuckled and said: “You are the one who gave people food again, and you are not allowed to eat anymore, Junior Sister, what’s the truth about you.”

The saintly stomped: “I just can’t understand him anyway!”

The woman in Tsing Yi quipped: “That’s because our juniors have long ago had Son White in their hearts, and they can no longer tolerate any men.”

“You let Junior Sister go to pretend to get close to Xiang Nan, Junior Sister will feel resentful anyway.”

The saint sighed: “What should I do? My reaction during the day must make Na Xiang Nan aware of it. How can he believe that I like him.”

The woman in red said: “That’s better. You will dislike him first, and then pretend to get to know him slowly. In the process, he was moved by his experience. Can he still believe it?”

“Just ask him about his life experience, birthplace, etc., where is there a big setback for this kind of person, and any small twists and turns can be bragged by him for a few months.”

“You just pretend to empathize and sympathize with him, so that’s it.”

Xiang Nan was speechless, secretly saying that there are so many ways to talk about love? It feels difficult to create a martial arts skill.

“But…but I just can’t sympathize with him.” The saint was sad.

The woman in red said: “You are stupid, when he tells a story, you just think of him as the white son, you can’t do it.”

“Oh, give it a try.” The saint shook her head.

Sure enough, the saint looked for opportunities from time to time the next day to get close to Xiang Nan.

As a result, the people in the team became more hostile to Xiang Nan.

They firmly believe that the saint will never be seduced by Xiang Nan’s huge background, and the saint is not such a realistic woman!

It must be this Xiang Nan, who used some rhetoric to deceive the saint’s peace of mind.

However, due to the face of the little prince, no one really dared to trouble Xiang Nan. After meeting, he was still polite to Xiang Nan.

Xiang Nan sees the complicated world in the small circle clearly, but does not comment.

He is just a bystander, and only considers himself as a bystander.

This is the case for a small circle, the huge martial arts arena, is it not?

Xiang Nan didn’t care about anything. The saint gave herself food, she opened her mouth to eat, gave herself wine, and opened her mouth to drink.

She gave herself a small purse, and she took it away honestly and unceremoniously.

He deliberately wanted this saint to hate herself more, but to see how much she could bear.

The saint was also very good-tempered, she just refused to attack, every time Xiang Nan “shameless” action, she closed her eyes, gritted her teeth and endured it.

That night, the saint invited Xiang Nan to a place where flowers bloom.

The flowers in the endless forest are not bright, but they are bright enough. The glamorous big flowers blooming beautifully as red as blood, white as frost, and black as night, adding a bit of ambiguity to this hazy night.

Xiang Nan plucked his ears and looked at the saint boringly.

The saint also stared directly at Xiang Nan. She kept closing her eyes and clenching her teeth.

After several struggles in his heart, he smiled slightly: “Young Master Xiang always behaves like this, but he must be a person with a story in his heart. Am I right?”

“People like you like to hide sorrow and leave the sunny side to outsiders. In fact, few people under the world can understand your true heart, but I understand you.”

Xiang Nan nodded arrogantly: “Yes, I have a story.”

The saint nodded, and her heart was finally on the right track, and she pretended to be affectionate and said: “The son, can you tell me about it?”

Xiang Nan sighed, with tears in his eyes, and said: “When I was five years old, the Wangcai I raised died, alas…Heartbroken is in the end of the world. Whenever I think of this time, I feel like my heart is split .”

The saint smiled, but a pair of small fists were clenched with veins, and she was trying her best to endure it.


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