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Chapter 1499 I will kill you sooner or later!

Xia Chuan took out the flute, stroked it with his palm, and wiped away Qin Hong's mark with his willpower. He handed it to Zuo Qinglou and said, "This flute is suitable for you."

Zuo Qinglou did not refuse, he knew that this was Qin Hong's thing, and it would be disgraceful for Xia Chuan to take it. But when he used his mental power to check, he found that the blood and essence imprint inside had been completely wiped out, and he was immediately shocked.

"Brother, I won't delay your refining. I'll go see father."

Then Zuo Qinglou left. He came to the lobby and handed the flute to the Earl with both hands: "Father, this is given to me by my elder brother."

The Earl sighed in his heart. It would be impossible for him to erase all the marks instantly, but Xia Chuan could do it. He smiled and said, "Just take it. You can decide these small matters in the future."

"Yes, then go and perform the ritual for the kid." Zuo Qinglou took his leave without asking about Zuo Nanshuang's opinion.

Zuo Nanshuang trembled slightly with anger. "None of you asked me about my mother's relics?"

She immediately took her leave and went to find Xia Chuan.

This is the only way out, go with Xiachuan and leave this home.

……

Xia Chuan had just taken out the materials for refining the weapon when Zuo Nanshuang knocked on the door and walked in.

He turned a blind eye and continued looking at the refining materials.

Zuo Nanshuang asked in a low voice: "How can you refine weapons with your flesh and blood?"

In her habit, this is called inquiring. Men should be flattered and are not used to being flattered.

"I'm exercising my body." Xia Chuan's eyes didn't move.

"But you didn't move?"

"Has a human ever been still? Even when asleep, the blood and essence are flowing, the breath is changing, and the spirit is thinking. A hundred years of physical life is nothing more than a practice. Only those who can control the essence, energy, and spirit are gods."

"Tsk tsk, you should train well. Tell me before you become a god, and I'll borrow your power to ascend together with you... By the way, you should stay in the mountains, right?"

Zuo Nanshuang was sarcastic as usual, and she even wondered herself, how the hell can I do this?

Xia Chuan remained motionless and said casually, "Just go with the flow, there is no difference. Life is cultivation. Walking, standing, sitting, lying down, and moving, greed, anger, ignorance, arrogance, and doubt, fools will lose their marrow and bones, while wise men will forge their bodies and refine their minds. Keep this in mind and stay alert, every second is cultivation."

This boast was so refreshing and unconventional that Nan Shuang secretly praised it in her heart and asked, "Is looking at materials also a form of practice? What's so good about the materials?"

"Matter is like human mind, changing all the time. You feel bored only because you are looking at the present moment, while I am looking at the material of the next moment. In other words, I am in the Tao, and you are manipulated by the Tao."

Nan Shuang looked unfriendly, saying that you were fat and out of breath, and then asked again: "Guess if I will hit you next moment?"

"you win."

"Hahaha." Nan Shuang thought to himself, how can I get on the right track?

Xia Chuan smiled faintly: "You can't do it, just keep smiling."

Nan Shuang’s smile suddenly froze. I am a second-level astral body. How could she hear what I am thinking?

She turned her head and looked out the window, under the ancient tree, and asked her elder sister the same question she had asked before.

The elder sister said, just keep smiling.

She felt that some things were destined.

After a while, she asked blankly:

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

Xia Chuan was also thinking about the poem and sighed, "God created man just to make him lonely."

"What's that woman for?"

"To make the man more lonely."

"I think you don't have to be lonely anymore. Even though you're a bit of a blowhard, I like you."

"Oh." Xia Chuan looked at Nan Shuang and said seriously, "When a woman really likes a man, she will never see any flaws in him. So, you don't like me, you're just bored."

Nan Shuang's face suddenly changed, and it seemed that she might attack and hurt someone at any time, but in the end she remembered that she was no match for the opponent.

She bit her lip and smiled: "Do I look good?"

Nan Shuang is not only good-looking, she is also a recognized beauty in the entire Wanghai City.

Xia Chuan glanced at her again and said softly:

"If someone pursues her, there is no woman in the world who would not be flattered. That is why women are full of charm. I think there are many men pursuing you, which is why you are so charming."

Nan Shuang's smile bloomed like a flower, her breath was as sweet as orchid, and she was rare and gentle and pleasant:

"I'll take it as a compliment. But I don't like those people. The more perfect they are, the more hypocritical they seem to me. On the contrary, you seem to be full of flaws, even full of holes, horrible to look at, but you give people a unique feeling, and seem more worthy of entrusting a lifetime to you."

Xia Chuan nodded seriously: "I think so too, you can look for someone like me."

Nan Shuang's face finally darkened, and she felt a bit humiliated, but she was still unwilling to admit defeat:

"In fact, my requirements are not high. I just want someone to bear my tears when I am wronged, and someone to bite my shoulder when I am happy."

Xia Chuan casually asked, "How many new clothes do you have?"

Nan Shuang was startled: "I haven't counted them, I don't remember."

Xia Chuan sighed: "I only have this one on me. Most women will never be satisfied. So men who believe women's words are fools - I'm not saying that women deliberately lie, they are often very serious at this moment, but they don't understand themselves."

Nan Shuang was silent for a while before asking, "Will you never lose your mind?"

"No, there have been many girls I couldn't refuse, but you are not enough to make me do something stupid."

Nan Shuang could no longer remain calm. This was tantamount to saying that she was nothing and there were so many women who were better than her.

She was so angry that her chest heaved, but she couldn't beat Xia Chuan, so she turned around and stormed back to her bedroom.

Damn, you killed my mother and you don't want to compensate me? Just wait! I will kill you sooner or later!

Then he started throwing things to vent his anger.

In the lobby, the Earl sighed slightly and said, "If Xia Chuan liked you, how could all these things happen later?"

But when he looked at Xia Chuan again, he was suddenly shocked.

Xia Chuan's weapon refining was different from anyone else's; he seemed to have integrated himself into the materials.

There was no flame or refining furnace to be seen. The materials were suspended in mid-air and slowly merged together. Although the speed was much slower than refining with flame, he did not have to go through the other refining processes, so it was still ten times faster than an ordinary refiner.

He directly fused all the materials into a magic weapon!

"What kind of technique is this? Not to mention having seen it, I've never even heard of it," the eldest lady asked sensitively.

"This is the power of God. Don't interfere with it mentally." The count replied seriously.

The ladies immediately withdrew their mental strength.

The young ladies did not dare to peek, but were more and more shocked. How could a mortal body have the power of a god?

The count was surprised to find that it was the prototype of a knife.

Although he was still far from understanding the shape of the knife, he was very knowledgeable.

But what puzzled him was that Xia Chuan consumed so much energy, but wasn't it to refine the weapon for himself?

He absolutely did not believe that Xia Chuan could use a knife.

There is no reason, just a strong intuition that Xia Chuan's own magic weapon must not be able to detect the murderous intent.