The first frivolous Holy Spirit teacher

Chapter 225 Demon Refining Clothes (2)

"Ruoxue, your birthday is a big event, so how can I miss this king?" Nan Gongli smiled, not caring about Huyan Ruoxue's rudeness.

"Hmph, take this gift back, I don't bother to accept your gift!" Huyan Ruoxue curled her lips and said displeased.

The reason why she was so upset was that after Hei Ren's investigation, she learned that Nie Qingtong's ghost army was Huyan Lingyi's last trump card, but Nangongli solved it.

For such behavior, Huyan Ruoxue was very upset. This Nangongli interfered in her own affairs again and again, in the name of protecting her, but did she need this man's protection?

Even if Nie Qingtong came in person, she would only let this ghost cultivator go back to hell. She is no longer Huyan Ruoxue from the mass grave.

"Cher."

Huyan Lingfeng frowned, and called out nervously. He was very aware of Brahma King's abilities. Even though Brahma King showed great indulgence to Huyan Ruoxue, he couldn't treat the noble Brahma King so rudely, right?

Huyan Ruoxue glanced at Huyan Lingfeng, and sighed helplessly, she could break with Nangongli desperately, but her father couldn't, he still had the entire Huyan family to bear.

"Nangongli, I will accept this gift, and you can drink and eat as you please!" Huyan Ruoxue casually took the gift from Hua Ling, and said lightly.

Hua Ling looked at Huyan Ruoxue's understatement and indifferent look, and was furious in his heart, but because of Nangongli's side, he couldn't get angry.

"Miss Ruoxue, this gift was carefully prepared by King Fan, don't you want to open it?"

Huyan Ruoxue was taken aback for a moment, glanced at Hualing, then at the delicate box in her hand, and couldn't help feeling curious.

What will this Nangongli give herself?
"Okay, I'll let you all see, as the noble status of the Vatican King, what kind of gift will you give?"

As Huyan Ruoxue said, she slowly opened the exquisite box, and a faint purple light diffused, swaying everyone's eyes.

"This... what is this? A piece of clothing?"

In the box, lay a purple dress quietly. The exquisite design, perfect tailoring, and atmospheric patterns all made this dress look very precious.

"This king knows you like purple, so I made this shirt specially for you. Do you... still like it?" Nangong Li twitched the corner of her mouth and said softly.

Huyan Ruoxue raised her eyes, looked at Nangongli blankly, and said with a complicated expression: "You said, you made this shirt yourself?"

"That's right! I did it myself. I don't dare to be sloppy with Ruoxue's gift."

Huyan Ruoxue was ashamed, Nan Gongli, a cold-faced man, actually made such a gorgeous dress for himself, this... the contrast is too great.

"Okay, the clothes are beautiful, thank you." Huyan Ruoxue closed the box casually, and said lightly.

"Miss Ruoxue, are you just being perfunctory like this? This..."

"Hua Ling!" Nan Gongli glanced at Hua Ling, telling him to silence immediately, not daring to say another word.

"As long as Ruoxue likes it, there is no need to say anything else."

"Yes, Brahma."

Huyan Ruoxue nodded, then glanced at Hua Ling suspiciously, she always felt that this dress was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

At this moment, Sheng Lin's frivolous eyes were fixed on that piece of clothing. He had never shown such excitement before.

He had seen this piece of clothing once before. When he was young, he happened to see a stunning woman wearing it in the Sea of ​​Death, but the only difference was that the color of this piece of clothing was different.

"Yao Lian Chang!? It's really Yao Lian Chang!" Sheng Lin muttered frivolously to himself, causing the heads of several aristocratic families next to him to look suspicious.

(End of this chapter)