Being Pursued By The Empress, Begging Me To Let Go!

Chapter 26: [Baisi yyds]

Su Ning had heard of the name of the Blood Devil ancestor a long time ago.

It is rumored that the secret method he practices is extremely cruel and brutal, and he often needs to sacrifice virgin Blood Essence as an aid when practicing.

Moreover, the blood devil patriarch often demanded so much that many innocent girls ended up tragically dying.

This method of raising the Cultivation Base by sacrificing living people has disdained many self-proclaimed decent people. Someone once joined forces with other cultivators to destroy the Blood Devil ancestor.

But he didn't expect that the blood devil ancestor suddenly broke through the Dao Palace realm when he was dying, and then killed all the decent disciples who besieged him in an instant.

From then on, the blood devil's patriarch's prestige spread all over East Continent, and he belonged to the kind of existence that everyone shouts and beats, but those who see him are afraid to avoid him.

Even though some of the other Dao Palace experts working today have detected the existence of the Blood Devil ancestor, they all kept silent, as if he didn't exist.

And Shangguan's Zhenbao Pavilion also turned a blind eye to this kind of evil cultivation.

In business, there is no distinction between Righteous & Evil.

And Shangguan Feifei, who only has the strength of Divine Soul Realm, is not worried at all that these Dao Palace Realm powerhouses who are present today dare to make trouble in Zhenbao Pavilion.

She is also confident that she dares to form her own school in Dongzhou where strong men gather.

Apart from knowing that Shangguan Feifei hides a lot of life-saving Magic Treasures and the high rank defense formation of the Treasure Pavilion, the elders present are more afraid of the forces behind Shangguan Feifei.

The Shangguan family, one of the top families in Dongzhou.

Not to mention Fairy Luofeng and Daoist Qiankun, who claim to be famous and upright, even the notorious evil cultivator like Blood Devil Patriarch would not dare to think about the children of the Shangguan family.

Even if he had the misfortune to meet a shy and beautiful girl from the Shangguan family in Zhenbao Pavilion, he would have to carefully send her back.

If the delivery is over and the Shangguan family gets angry, the Blood Devil ancestor may really turn into a puddle of blood.

People are messing around in the rivers and lakes, who can be messed with and who cannot be messed with must be clearly distinguished.

It's not Shangguan Feifei herself that can't be messed with, but the forces behind her.

And this is actually the reason why Ling Feixue dared to cause trouble everywhere alone and not to put the holy sons of various sects To put in one's eyes.

The two delicate little patriarchs were all covered by big men behind their backs.

It's just that although the blood devil ancestors can't offend the women of these big people's families, the blood devil ancestors will not be polite to the women of ordinary people's families or some families that have already fallen.

Inside the VIP box of the Blood Devil ancestor in the Treasure Pavilion.

A man with thin body and haggard skin, but with an overly plump face was staring at Shangguan Feifei who was presiding over the auction with a pair of dead fish eyes.

Today's Shangguan Feifei specially put on high-heeled shoes in order to mobilize the enthusiasm of the scene, and put on a pair of pure cotton stockings under the cheongsam as a finishing touch.

The lines of those elegant and exquisite legs are perfectly displayed.

All the male cultivators present could not help but salivate.

Shangguan Feifei couldn't help revealing an arc at the corner of his mouth in the blind spot where the crowd couldn't see.

This is what she wanted.

Judging from the ebullient atmosphere at the scene, the passion of the male cultivators in the Zhenbao Pavilion Auction has been ignited by himself.

"Miss Feifei is so beautiful today!"

"Wow, I never thought a woman's legs could be so sexy!"

"Miss Shangguan Feifei, on behalf of Su Ning, the Holy Son of the Spirit Sword Sect, I want to say that our Holy Son has taken a fancy to you!"

"Su Ning, the No. 1 Tianjiao in Dongzhou, asked me to invite you to have dinner with him instead!"

Hearing the people with his sect shouting together, Su Ning quickly took off his Taoist robe.

Blindfolded, for fear of being implicated by this group of old perverts.

Shangguan Feifei felt satisfied, and was unexpectedly satisfied with the effect.

Today is a very bold common sense. Originally, there were no such things as silk stockings in the Immortal World in Dongzhou.

Even the clothes of the immortals can hardly surpass the technological level of the secular world. They mainly wear Taoist robes made of cotton cloth from hand-made workshops.

It's just that Zhenbao Pavilion transports everything, and you can get all kinds of weird things.

Shangguan Feifei felt that silk stockings were definitely a magic tool to kill men, so he bought a few pairs back at a big price.

Tried it out today, it works really well.

She scanned the audience with Divine Sense, trying to find Su Ning's figure.

Little girl, my sister is so beautiful today, why don't you take your boy seriously?

Just bow down to Miss Ben's pomegranate stockings!

Shangguan Feifei specially reserved a luxury private room on the top floor of the Treasure Pavilion tonight, in order to wait for Su Ning's Restrictions to take advantage of the situation and let him take him down!

It's just that Shangguan Feifei glanced around, but found that Su Ning's face didn't change much.

She frowned unconsciously.

No, how could this be?

Why is Su Ning not interested in herself?

Shangguan Feifei increased the search scope of Divine Sense, and Su Ning's expression and nearby pictures came to her mind.

Su Ning was sitting upright on the high platform, with his hands folded in front of his chest, expressionless.

He didn't pay any attention to the screams of the male cultivators around him.

He shook his head and looked at the group of soil turtles around him with disdain.

Laugh to death, what's so good about black silk?

Things that can only be seen but not touched are floating clouds.

And most importantly, he likes white stockings more than black silk stockings, and of course the ones with holes are better!

Baisi yyds!