My Cold and Beautiful Wife

"Principal Kong thinks that I am not qualified to have you spend some time waiting for me?" Ye Fan asked.

"Exactly!" Kong Zhuo said arrogantly, "Although this old man is just a commoner, he has always considered himself to be a righteous man and a citizen.

"In front of such a strong enemy, Prince Consort Ye would never tolerate it just because of his identity as Prince Consort Ye!"

Ye Fan smiled and nodded. He didn't say anything more and directly took out a top-grade flying sword of the Spirit Treasure grade from the Sword God's Ring.

The cold light of the flying sword made the whole study room glow with its presence.

Kong Zhuo's eyes became serious. When he saw the concentration of light coming from the sword, he exclaimed, "A top quality flying sword that can refine the spirit seven times!?"

As a spiritual tool of a higher grade, the method of strengthening the spirit also changed from the spirit refining to the spirit refining.

Spirit Refinement must have a powerful demonic pill as a material that could fuse with a strand of the soul within the spirit artifact.

Demonic cores that could be used to refine the spirit were already precious. If it failed, the spirit treasure would immediately be wasted.

Usually, only high-grade spirit artifacts, or even top-grade spirit artifacts, were qualified and used to greatly refine and strengthen the mind.

This seven times divine refining flying sword of Ye Fan's could be said to be extremely rare. Even in the eyes of an ancient wealthy family like the Four Great Clans, it was still a top collection!

Kong Zhuo, who came from a commoner background, was naturally shocked to see such a peerless divine weapon.

Even when he was the prime minister, he hadn't seen a spirit weapon that refined spirits seven times. This was probably the product of not even one in a million people!

Kong Zhuo came back to his senses. He thought of something and said, "Prince Consort Ye, what is the meaning of this? Do you want to exchange a few blows with me?" "Aren't you underestimating this old man …"

"Dean Kong, you misunderstand. I just hope that you can go touch this sword." Ye Fan said with a smile.

After Kong Zhuo heard this, he seemed to come to a realization as he laughed out loud, "This sword is definitely a rare godly weapon, but if you want to bribe me with this sword, Prince Consort Ye, you're overthinking it!"

"Principal Kong..." You're thinking too much. Even if you were to kowtow and beg me, I won't give you this sword. I'm just letting you touch it …. "That's all." Ye Fan was helpless, this old man really had a lot of thoughts.

Although the number of flying swords in his Sword God Ring was as high as a cow's hair, there were very few flying swords like this one.

This kind of sword was much more precious than a Heavenly King Stage cultivator.

Ye Fan was a swordsman, a person who loved swords. He would never so easily give his sword to someone else.

It was only because of Hua Xiaoluo that he was willing to give her such a good sword.

Kong Zhuo looked hesitant, but he didn't care if it was a trap. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the sword hilt...

"Bang bang!"

Kong Zhuo's heart was beating wildly!

In that instant, traces of the emperor level sword intent landed on Kong Zhuo's body!

Although it was just a tiny wisp that no one outside could detect, it was enough to make Kong Zhuo shiver!

"This... "This is! …"

Kong Zhuo's eyes were wide open as he looked at Ye Fan in disbelief.

Ye Fan waved his hand and the flying sword immediately disappeared. He then said with a smile, "Principal Kong... Now, do you have the patience to wait for me for a while? "

Kong Zhuo swallowed hard and looked at Ye Fan with a complicated expression in his eyes. At the same time, there was also a trace of deep fear...

Not long after, Ye Fan walked out of the study room and left the Kong Mansion.

Kong Zhuo was an intelligent man, but sometimes, he would be interrupted by some random pieces of information.

Listening to the side was like listening in the dark, letting him know some of the essence of the matter. Naturally, he could clearly think of which was the best choice.

Although, Ye Fan could completely ignore the thoughts of this group of civilian faction leaders.

However, Ye Fan felt that being able to use a few words to reduce some pointless bleeding was also good.

No matter who came to rule the world in the future, people like Kong Zhuo would always be of help to the people.

Ye Fan looked at the time, planning to return to the Imperial Adviser's Mansion to check on Chu Yunyao's transmission device.

According to what the woman said, they should be able to completely open it up today, allowing the women from the Sword God Mountain to come to the Imperial City.

However, just as he was about to go back, he received a phone call. It turned out to be the right Protector Candle of Huaxu Family.

"Sir God of Swords, I didn't disturb you, did I?"

The candlelight asked tenderly. The voice sounded like it belonged to a sixteen to seventy-eight girl, but the charm was definitely a mature woman's.

This strong contrast caused women to be able to get onto the phone and emit a seductive allure.

"Speak," Ye Fan said coldly. He had also seen this person before, so he wasn't that enthusiastic.

Candle immediately became resentful. "Your Majesty, the God of Swords is truly cold. I have important information about your sister, so I wish to discuss it with you."

"Oh? Did you find Qing Er? " Ye Fan thought, in the end, Huaxu Men knew him best, and he still hadn't found the shadow guard and the demon.

"Sir God of Swords, if you have the time, could you come over and meet with me?

There were some words that should be said in front of the other party. It would be much safer. As the saying goes, a wall has ears. "The candlelight gently spoke.

Ye Fan frowned. He could only run over for the sake of Sang Yanqing and asked, "Where do we meet?"

"It's not far, Rainbow Cloud Workshop, Red Qilin Restaurant …"

"Why did you go to the Rainbow Cloud Workshop?" Ye Fan was puzzled.

"Sir God of Swords sure knows how to crack a joke. This is his business after all. It's just to earn some money from him." Candle chuckled.

Ye Fan was speechless, no wonder this demoness was so charming, she was actually running the business of the Rainbow Cloud Workshop?!

Huaxu Clan indeed had all kinds of people, all kinds of people!

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Ye Fan had changed his appearance into a stranger's face before coming to the Rainbow Cloud Workshop.

There weren't many people in the Cirrus House during the day, but there would always be people passing by. If they were recognized by someone and sent home, it would be troublesome.

When he arrived at the entrance of the Red Magpie House, the door was closed. After all, it was broad daylight and the restaurant was not open for business.

The door was not locked, so Ye Fan pushed it open and went in.

Along the way to the second floor, Ye Fan followed the scent of the candles and entered a room filled with incense.

The air was mixed with the smell of some medicinal herbs, and Ye Fan could roughly distinguish that it was some kind of stimulating herbs...

Ye Fan looked at the red gauze screen inside and saw that he had just finished his bath. He was wearing only a red nightgown, and his pink neck and arms were exposed by the candlelight as he walked out.

A woman could have used her cultivation level to dry her long hair, but she was using a towel to wipe it off carefully.

A few strands of her dark, semi-wet hair stuck to her jade-white face.

No makeup on the face, less seductive the first time, an additional touch of lovely and delicate.

"Sir God of Swords, why did you change your appearance?" Candle smiled faintly. Her demeanor was that of a young girl, and she even looked somewhat pure.

Ye Fan pulled over a chair and sat down, completely unmoved by this woman's alluring posture, and asked, "Where is my sister?"