Chapter Eighty-Three: Ride the Wind

Cherry-sized black beads, lying quietly in a jade-white hand.

Although there is a thin layer of calluses in the palm of the right hand, it does not destroy this special beauty, and the five fingertips are slightly pink, round and full, like the most precious pearls in the East China Sea.

Xu Mingchuan was stunned for a moment, and then carefully pinched the bead with his two fingers, not knowing whether he was afraid of breaking it or breaking the Yingying palm.

Compared to his usual tourmaline beads, it was much lighter, but the surface was rougher, and even when his palms were sweaty, they would not slide and deflect the target they were meant to hit.

He nodded, revealing an extremely pure smile: "Thank you, I like it." ”

Ye Luwu exhaled lightly and said, "That's fine, I'm afraid you won't like it." Although this turtle plate armor is too different from the dragon scales, it is also the hardest thing that can be found in the world. I can assure you that there is no other person in the world who has it except what I have given you. ”

"It's you...... Made it for me?"

Although this heavenly treasure is rare, it is not unique. What is really strange is the rare beast, if you miss it once, and then you want to wait for the divine beast to appear, I am afraid that you will not be able to wait for the second time in your life.

With such a unique thing in the world, the first thing she thought of was herself?

Xu Mingchuan squeezed the black bead tightly, as if pinching his fate that had been arranged since birth.

Ye Luwu seemed to remember something at this time, and exclaimed: "Because it is inconvenient to carry, I put the rest of the beads on the carriage, and I asked the coachman to drive the carriage back first, this is really ......"

With that, she hurried out of the door, and after three steps, she rose into the air, and her figure quickly disappeared behind the layers of wind and snow.

Xu Mingchuan slowly put down half of his outstretched hand, looked at the direction she was leaving, chuckled, and then stepped out of the door, turned into the next room, untied a sword hanging at the head of the bed, and turned around.

Because he used his soul power to hurry, Ye Luwu came back before half a cup of tea, still holding a delicate small wooden box in his hand.

As soon as the two met, they invariably looked at the things in each other's hands.

Xu Mingchuan put the light sword on the table, and then naturally took the wooden box in Ye Luwu's hand, and handed her a cup of hot tea, "You think about the last time I was framed for Ruyi Zhu, I also have something to give you." ”

Only then did he pick up the light saber on the table and pass it over with both hands.

Ye Luwu only glanced at it slightly, and a heart fluttered on it. After swallowing the cup of tea in a hurry, she quickly took the light sword and looked at it carefully.

The sword was thin, much lighter than the one she was using. The hilt and scabbard are all as bright silver as the moon, and the scabbard is also carved with intricate patterns, a touch of pure ice blue circulates under the patterns, as if sealing a flood of spiritual spring water into it.

Simple but smart, beautiful without losing the heart.

The joy in Ye Luwu's eyes had already overflowed, he held the scabbard with his left hand, and as soon as he used his right hand, a glazed glow leaked out.

The color of this sword is like the frost of late autumn and the snow of early winter, and when it is gently waved, it is like cutting a piece of moonlight in the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The sword body is also like a scabbard, shallowly engraved with nine heavenly clouds, close to the hilt of the sword, rightly engraved with two words: Ning Bi.

"Why do you engrave that name?" she gently rubbed the soft pattern, her tentacles cold.

Xu Mingchuan hooked his lips and smiled, and a sea of stars fell in his eyes, "Ning Bijian, since I gave it to you, the green will not wither in the future, and everything will be barren." ”

Ye Luwu held the sword in his hand, but the man stood in place in a daze.

This name was chosen by his father and foreshadowed the path that Yip would take in the future.

But she was just a drooping child back then, although she was the last descendant of the Ye family, this name was too heavy.

Her name is green, and Xu Mingchuan gathered this barren greenery again, does this mean that her life will have a new beginning from this moment?

As if guessing what she was thinking, Xu Mingchuan took a step forward, put a wisp of green silk on her shoulder behind him, and said solemnly: "The life of the Ye family will be carried by me for my father in the future." You should have ridden the wind above the nine heavens, and I will block all these earthly things for you one by one. ”

Ye Luwu's mind was blank, and she only felt that her body seemed to be much lighter, and the thousands of burdens that had been pressing on her shoulders instantly turned into a cloud of mist, rising quietly and quietly into the sky.

She showed a beautiful smile, and then she walked out of the warm pavilion with her sword, and the long sword danced casually in the courtyard, unruly but extremely moving.

Xu Mingchuan once said that in the backyard of his house, there is a large area of excellent plum trees.

This warm pavilion is close to the backyard, and in the open space in front of the door, there is such a red plum tree blooming with prosperity and color.

Her figure spun under the tree, and the flowers were stacked with splendor, but she couldn't suppress her eyebrows. At this moment, the cold winter scene of 100,000 flowers has retreated to the background of her alone.

Her sword light swayed, and the trees were full of prosperity and swaying like rain, fluttering and swaying, and the two of them fell all over their bodies.

The red plum swayed on the ground and fell on the snow, like the purest red carpet.

Ye Luwu stood the long sword behind him with his backhand, stood in the rain of flowers and said with a smile: "The flowers have fallen, do you blame me?"

Her eyes burned, thicker than the red plum of the setting sun.

Xu Mingchuan chuckled, and the whole person rose into the air in an instant, white-clothed Lingyun, silver light turned a thousand times, rising and falling. He descended from the clouds, climbed the clouds and swayed upward, and in an instant, all the flowers and rain in the sky were shot down by his secret weapon, rolling up thousands of piles of snow.

He landed lightly on the ground and made a small sound, "The flowers have fallen, do you blame me?"

I didn't expect him to do this, Ye Luwu hid his face and smiled, his voice was crisp and tactful.

"I didn't expect your secret weapon to be so good, looking at the eight major factions, if you think about it, there are few people who can beat you in the secret weapon. ”

Xu Mingchuan smiled, "I am not only excellent at concealing weapons, I am used to using it, but it is because it is easy to carry." ”

While the two were talking, a person came out from behind the plum tree and hurriedly walked to Xu Mingchuan's side.

After seeing the situation clearly, Jiang Wen touched his nose awkwardly and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, the people of the Xiangjun Mansion, Lord Taishou invited the Xiangjun to go to the Yamen. ”

He raised his eyebrows, "What did you say?"

Jiang Wen's eyes flashed on Ye Luwu's body, and then he hesitated: "It seems to be related to the storyteller case that day." ”

Xu Mingchuan pondered for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Put away all the wishful beads here, and then go to prepare the prince's chariot, and the palace will accompany the countryman." ”

Ye Luwu put the sword into the sheath and took a few steps forward, "This case has nothing to do with you, so why do you want to follow me on this trip?" Besides, Zuo is just asking about the situation of the day, and it won't take long. ”

He shook his head resolutely, "Needless to say, only when I go can I feel at ease." ”

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