At Tang Yu's request, Nangong Ying bit her lip and lifted her skirt up a little.

After seeing this scene, Tang Yu felt very happy.

Let the fairy sister lift her skirt up by herself or something.

Hehehehe.

After lifting the long skirt to his knees, Nangong Ying blushed and said, "Is that OK?"

"It's OK for the time being. I'll measure this part first and then measure it later."

Tang Yu reached out and touched it, then wrapped it around her leg with a belt and measured it carefully.

After measuring from bottom to top, Nangong Ying's skirt was getting higher and higher.

Until two-thirds of her thighs were exposed, she turned her head shyly and said.

“At most it’s mentioned here.”

"Yes, that's fine."

After exploring all the way... Tang Yu was already very content.

These spirit stone flowers should not be worth it!

"Okay, I'll tailor-made stockings for you, senior sister, and then put them on, and I'll draw another painting."

After recording the data, Tang Yu smiled.

Nangong Ying quickly put down her skirt and put on her shoes.

After saying oh, he sat cross-legged and started practicing.

Zhao Dashun and the others came back half an hour later. After putting down the materials that Tang Yu needed, they left consciously.

After getting the materials, Tang Yu had to be glad that he had a wide range of knowledge and had some research on stockings.

The stockings manufactured by modern factories are almost automatically completed.

Tang Yu had a slight impression of those processes.

There are no machines here.

He could only control the silk thread and strands with true energy, and interlaced it with shrinking weaving technique.

Then, the force is constantly changed based on the data just measured.

After making roughly the prototype of the stockings, stuff them into a wooden stick to shape them, and then sew the toes.

A long black silk tube was made out like this.

Nangong Ying, who was watching on the side, was confused at first.

After seeing Tang Yu make black silk, she asked, "That's all?"

"Yes, senior sister, please try putting it on."

Tang Yu handed the black silk in his hand to Nangong Ying.

I started to look forward to the effect of wearing these two long legs that can kill people.

After grabbing the black stockings in his hand, Nangong Ying studied it for a while and took off her shoes and tried to put them on.

After seeing her put her beautiful snow-white legs on her black stockings little by little.

Tang Yu's heart also jumped.

It would be great if I stepped on myself after putting it on.

"It's quite comfortable, is that OK?"

After putting on the long black silk made by Tang Yu himself.

Nangong Ying feels pretty good.

"Yes, you can try taking it off again, I'll see how it works."

Tang Yu nodded vigorously and said with a smile.

Nangong Ying carefully took off her black stockings as Tang Yu told her.

"Okay, put it on again."

"Take it off again."

“Put on.”

"Take it off!"

After putting on and taking off seven or eight times back and forth, the satisfied Tang Yu asked Nangong Ying to put on again and said with a smile.

"For the last time, I'll put on a pose and draw a painting. From now on, senior sister, you will be the spokesperson for our Hehuan Sect Black Silks."

"OK."

Nangong Ying skillfully put on black silk and sat on the chair and said, "Is this OK?"

"You sit too well, it's not appropriate to do this. You have to lean back and pose in a lazy posture."

Tang Yu walked over and began to help Nangong Ying adjust her posture again.

After adjusting the posture, Tang Yu took the brush and started drawing paper quickly.

After a stick of incense has passed.

Tang Yu put down his brush and looked at Nangong Ying on the drawing paper and showed a satisfied smile.

It's so fucking!

"Drawn?"

Seeing Tang Yu put down his brush, Nangong Ying asked.

"Okay, senior sister, please take a look."

Tang Yu waved, and Nangong Ying ran over happily.

After seeing herself in the painting, Nangong Ying was stunned and then touched her face happily.

"I'm so pretty!"

"Things are the things, I'll use this painting to promote our products in the future."

"What price are you going to sell?"

"Sell a medium-grade spirit stone for one pair."

"So expensive? Will anyone buy it?"

Nangong Ying was a little unbelievable about the price. Although these black stockings were comfortable to wear and look good, wasn’t the price too expensive?

Tang Yu smiled, expensive?

For old pornographic critics, it is hard to buy a good friend.

Wait for three days to pass.

A thousand pairs of black silk were sent to major cities such as Yunshangcheng and sold in the city's most well-known garment shops.

The portrait of Nangong Ying is also hung at the door of these ready-to-wear shops.

"Damn, isn't this Nangong Fairy?"

"Who did this painting? It was like seeing a real person who presented the beauty of Fairy Nangong so completely on the paper."

"Nangong Fairy, hehe...my Nangong Fairy..."

After being attracted by the portrait, everyone looked at the pair of black silks that Nangong Ying was wearing.

After watching for a while, someone exclaimed: "This thing is very wonderful!"

"What kind of clothing is this? Or is it a magic weapon?"

"It's so wonderful, it's just a layer of fabric, but it's so fascinating! My immortal root is about to stand up."

Seeing that many people were watching outside, the garment store owner came out and shouted.

"Dear guests, this is a clothing made by Tang Yu, the closed disciple of the Hehuan Sect Wuxin Ancestor, and is called Black Silk."

"This item is comfortable and beautiful after wearing it. Our store is fortunate to get a hundred pieces. Don't miss it if you pass by."

I heard that it was the work of the closed disciple of the Hehuan Sect, the unintentional ancestor.

Everyone became even more curious.

The story of a super genius who reached the top of the Immortal Platform joining the Hehuan Sect has spread.

It is not surprising that such a genius was accepted as a disciple by the ancestor Wuxin.

But it would be interesting to him to sell this thing.

A female cultivator looked better and better. She couldn't help but walk into the store and asked, "Boss, give me a...black stocking?"

"Okay, the immortal master waits for a moment."
To be continued...