Wedding night.
Wedding night with candles.
Yang Xin, a new wife, looked at Chang Ping on the bed in surprise, with an unhappy expression on her face.
Just now, Chang Ping said that he had deceived her, and countless bad guesses instantly emerged in her mind.
He wasn't poisoned?
Isn't the way to detoxify her in-depth communication?
Or maybe there is no way to detoxify him, and he will explode and die tomorrow afternoon?
Yang Xin's eyes were red, she bit her soft lips, and her full chest rose and fell. Under the translucent skirt, her mature and sexy body trembled slightly, and she waited anxiously for Chang Ping's answer.
"Uh... I don't have any money. The money to buy the Purple Haze Grass was paid by a good friend of mine in the academy." Chang Ping explained calmly, "We have already agreed that if the Purple Haze Grass sells well, I will give her half of the profit, so..."
The ring he gave to Yang Xin was the one Xiao Ning'er gave him, and it only contained half of the Purple Haze Grass. The Black Fox Ring he was wearing on his left hand now still contained half of the Purple Haze Grass.
Hearing this, Yang Xin breathed a sigh of relief, and the heart that had been in his throat gradually calmed down.
She thought it was something else, just some purple haze grass.
"You mean, you still have half of the purple haze grass left, and you can sell it tomorrow and share the money with your partners, right?" Yang Xinyu put her hands on her waist, her eyes curved into crescents, and her mouth was full of smiles: "Keeping promises is a good thing, I don't blame you. But don't hide it from me anymore!"
She was a director of the Alchemist Association and was very well-informed. In the morning, she knew that it was the Pterosaur Family that sent people to buy the Purple Haze Grass. She thought that Chang Ping's friend must be related to the Pterosaur Family's children who were studying at Shenglan College.
The Pterosaur Family was framed and harmed by the Sacred Family, and their strength is no longer as strong as before. The children in the family are probably not wealthy either, and only a few of the family head's direct descendants can afford to pay hundreds of thousands of demon spirit coins.
Chang Ping was attending the beginner class for warriors. After some reasoning, she already knew who the friend Chang Ping was talking about.
"I will never hide it from you!" Chang Ping nodded sincerely.
Although Director Yang is a little older, she is very considerate and doesn't get stuck in a temper like a little girl, so she won't make things difficult for him.
With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?
Now that he has Shen Xiu and Yang Xin, the output speed of the Human Divine Art will increase tenfold. It originally took 104 minutes to release 104 points of soul power, but now it only takes a little more than 10 minutes.
Although the output speed was faster, the quality of the output was reduced by half. Shen Xiu and Yang Xin could only get 52 points of soul power each.
In less than the time it takes to stick an incense stick, a large tub of bath water was ready.
Since alchemists get themselves covered in dust and dirt every day, the association provides 24-hour supply of hot water.
"My dear, let me rub your back~" Love is mutual, and Chang Ping also wanted to wash himself.
Yang Xin glared at Chang Ping, her face flushed as she said, "Okay, but don't touch me!"
As a new wife, she was still very shy.
"Don't worry! I only rub your back, I don't do anything else." Chang Ping patted his chest which was as strong as steel and promised.
Back rub!
Rub it outside and rub it inside.
…
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse.
The City Lord's Mansion, the inner hall of the Demon Slaying Division.
Ye Sheng reported everything that happened in Chang Ping.
"If Shen Fei is killed, not only me, even the city lord can't save him." Ye Shuo paced with his hands behind his back, "Fortunately, he married Yang Xin and became the son-in-law of the Alchemist Association. Now he has the Alchemist Association backing him up."
The Alchemist Association is responsible for the supply of elixirs to the entire city. If it wants, it can stop selling any elixirs to the Holy Family at any time.
Without elixirs, no matter how much money the Sacred Family has, it will not be able to quickly train the family members into powerful demon spirit masters.
Without fresh blood, the sacred family will quickly decline.
Ye Shuo believed that the Sacred Family would not fall out with the Alchemist Association because of a family member.
Shen Hong should be able to tell which is more important, one person or the entire family.
"Yes! I don't know what kind of magic potion Chang Ping gave Yang Xin to make her willingly marry him the first time they met." Ye Sheng echoed.
Yang Xin is the director of the Alchemist Association, responsible for appearing in public and negotiating various cooperation matters. She has seen all kinds of outstanding men, but she actually fell in love with the plain-looking Chang Ping, which is really puzzling.
Ye Shuo smiled and said, "I am becoming more and more interested in this kid."
"Ye Sheng!"
"exist!"
"Don't worry about Shen Fei's affairs, and don't reveal anything. Let the Sacred Family deal with it themselves. But remember, you must not let the people of the Sacred Family harm Chang Ping."
"clear!"
"Get ready. I will go to Shenglan College for inspection tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and I will see this lawless boy with my own eyes."
"OK!"
…
It's late at night and everyone is asleep.
Shenglan College, Changping Dormitory.
Shen Xiu lay on the rear window, holding her chin with both hands, staring at the moon in the pond in a daze.
She felt vaguely uneasy.
"Chang Ping was called out for the whole afternoon and hasn't come back yet. Could he have been taken to the City Lord's Mansion and chopped off at Caishikou?"
Someone had died in the house, and Shen Xiu was a little scared staying in the house alone.
Although it was her nephew who died.
"If Chang Ping dies, I won't be able to live either." With the help of the clear moonlight, Shen Xiu looked at the inside of his arm. The black air had already spread to his elbow.
If Chang Ping doesn't come back to have sex with her tomorrow morning, she will explode and die.
She had never been so eager to be fucked by Chang Ping as she was today.
"Chang Ping, please come back soon! I don't want to die yet, sob... "
Shen Xiu sat in front of the window and waited until dawn. She had not slept all night and looked anxiously at the black air on her arm, watching it spread all the way to the armpit.
The shadow of death gradually enveloped her.
She stood up and paced anxiously around the room.
"Ah!" Shen Xiu's legs suddenly went weak and she fell to the ground.
The poison spread and her lower body gradually lost consciousness.
She climbed onto the bed with difficulty, got into the cold quilt, and waited quietly for death.
The poison expanded again like a wildly growing vine.
As the sun rose from the horizon, Shen Xiu completely lost consciousness below the neck.
"Is she going to die?" Shen Xiu murmured to herself pessimistically and desperately, "That's good, this way she can be reunited with the man she hates and loves."
She slowly closed her eyes and waited for the god of death to come.
"Bang!"
Suddenly the dormitory door was pushed open.
Shen Xiu opened his eyes and tilted his head, only to see a majestic black shadow standing in the dazzling light of the rising sun.
"Chang Ping?!" Shen Xiu was surprised and happy.
Very good!
He is not dead!
He is still alive!
"Slut, did you miss me after a night like this?" Chang Ping asked jokingly, then closed the door and bolted it.
"Don't waste time, I'm about to explode and die, come and help me!"
Shen Xiuhou urged anxiously.