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Let it be! The magic weapon itself has spirituality, and Yan Xiangnuan consciously couldn't force it, so he didn't plan to expect this dagger to recognize himself as the master and become his own high-level magic weapon.

Thinking that Yan Xiangnuan grabbed the dagger and stroked it obsessively, and then grabbed the dagger and pulled it out at will, but found that the dagger was pulled out very easily, without the kind of suction that could not be pulled out at all by holding the dagger before falling unconscious, and then the dagger emitted a dazzling light as soon as it touched the air, and at the same time, a strong spiritual power spread out from the dagger, Yan Xiangnuan felt the aura, and suddenly the whole person was much more comfortable, this aura was simply more comfortable than the power of merit.

Although she herself has the energy of the other side flower, every time something happens, she is very tired when she is injured, but after waking up from a coma, she finds that she is all right, for her own self-regulation ability, Yan Xiangnuan has already found some doorways, and she is also excited about the endless aura on the dagger.

"Huangquan Dagger, it's really powerful." Because the Huangquan dagger seemed to recognize her as the master, when Yan Xiangnuan grabbed the dagger, he could actually feel the idea of the Huangquan dagger, the Huangquan dagger seemed to be very excited, and there was some meaning of inviting merit, it was obviously talking about the afternoon's affairs, so Yan Xiangnuan praised it softly.

"......" The light on the Huangquan dagger became even more dazzling.

I can't help but praise the sample!

Yan Xiangnuan looked at the light on the dagger in Huangquan, with a soft smile in his eyes, and then put the dagger away, turned around and prepared to go back to the bedroom, but saw Bai Qingqing standing not far away at some point, looking at her lightly.

Yan Xiangnuan raised his eyebrows at it, grabbed the Huangquan dagger and shook it at her.

"I know, since I promised you, I won't go back, what's more, Huangquan Dagger has already recognized you as the master, and it's useless for me to snatch it back." Bai Qingqing was very open-minded and not unhappy.

"Thank you." Although Yan Xiangnuan also paid a lot of price because of the Huangquan dagger, he still had to say thank you in the end.

Yan Xiangnuan nodded and asked about his doubts: "You gave Yan Xiangyang the three-hundred-year-old Dao Xing." ”

Bai Qingqing herself has been seriously injured, her soul is already very thin, at this moment, it seems that her soul is even thinner than she imagined, and when she thinks of Yan Xiangyang's state, she knows that it must be because of Bai Qingqing.

"Hmm." Bai Qingqing nodded.

Hearing Bai Qingqing nod and admit, Yan Xiangnuan's mind became a little inexplicably strange.

In fact, her impression of Bai Qingqing is very complicated, her marriage line with Yan Xiangyang makes her very puzzled, and she stands by and watches Xu Shujuan's affairs, which makes her feel that she is a little selfish, but ghosts! You really can't ask her to be too kind, but such a selfish person, she has no scruples when she treats Yan Xiangyang.

She was already seriously injured today, hiding on the sofa in the living room, and after seeing Yan Xiangyang injured and unconscious, she immediately jumped out without hesitation, and that desperate posture made Yan Xiangnuan admire.

This Bai Qingqing is simply a contradiction, obviously quite selfish, but it doesn't seem to be the case, it's just that her good is only for Yan Xiangyang alone, so Yan Xiangnuan's opinion of her has also become complicated.

"The man's soul?" Yan Xiangnuan asked again.

When Gong Tao dies, he will also have a soul, and he is still a person in metaphysics, so presumably the soul will not be too bad.

"I swallowed it." Bai Qingqing nodded and spoke.

Sure enough, Yan Xiangnuan thought, looking at Bai Qingqing with a complicated expression, as a ghost cultivator, her soul is too clean, she has not devoured her soul for seven hundred years, but now she has made an exception, and I don't know if she is stupid or what.

"Then what's going on with your marriage line with Xiangyang?" Yan Xiangnuan spoke solemnly again, anyway, he asked all the questions, so he asked all the questions at once, so that he didn't know how to speak next time.

As a ghost, Bai Qingqing must also be able to see the marriage line in Yan Xiangyang and her hands, and Yan Xiangnuan is very puzzled, is this marriage line a confused account? Seven hundred years of ghost cultivation and eighteen-year-old Yan Xiangyang? I don't look like someone who can be involved in any way.

"......" Bai Qingqing heard this, looked down at the old red line on the little finger of her right hand, and then followed the direction of the red line to see the closed guest room on the first floor, she knew that the other end of the red rope was tied to her destined marriage, reaching out and gently touching the marriage line, although she couldn't touch the red rope, but as if she had touched it, and her expression was also very soft, it was a deep expression.

Yan Xiangnuan, as a woman, saw Bai Qingqing like this, and suddenly, she found that she didn't want to ask about the results and reasons so much.

Although Bai Qingqing and Yan Xiangyang's marriage line is strange, as long as Bai Qingqing treats Yan Xiangyang sincerely, you have to figure out what this marriage line is going on, let him be!

"I'm a little tired, I'll go rest first." Holding the Huangquan dagger, Yan Xiangnuan shook his mouth, and then saw that Bai Qingqing's soul was thin: "You have been injured again, and your cultivation has been a big loss, so take care of it!" ”

"Hmm." Bai Qingqing nodded.

Yan Xiangnuan then took the dagger upstairs and went back to the bedroom, upstairs in the bedroom, Yan Xiangnuan carefully put the dagger on the bedside table, she was a little tired and slowly lay on the bed, until the dawn outside, Yan Xiangnuan heard the sound of the door opening in a daze, and then in the dark, Jin Weimo's tall figure walked in.

"Didn't sleep?" Jin Weimo walked to the side of the bed, and with the faint light that came in from the curtain, he stepped forward to ask and at the same time, he reached out and gently stroked Yan Xiangnuan's hair.

"Waiting for you."

"I'm done, will you sleep a little longer?" Jin Weimo spoke quietly, and at the same time reassured Yan Xiangnuan.

"What about you? Don't sleep? Yan Xiangnuan's tone was a little sad.

"I'm going to do my morning workout."

Yan Xiangnuan couldn't hide his sadness: "Can you not exercise in the morning?" Stay with me. ”

The two options of morning exercise and accompanying his daughter-in-law were placed in front of Jin Weimo, and Jin Weimo did not hesitate to choose the latter.

"Okay." The man who insisted on morning exercise agreed instantly, reached out and began to take off his clothes, turned around and gently lifted the corner of the quilt, and the hot man immediately lay on the bed, and then carefully hugged Yan Xiangnuan into his arms.

Yan Xiangnuan carefully lay in Jin Weimo's arms, listening to Jin Weimo's heartbeat, his heart was steady, he didn't plan to sleep with his eyes closed, but because of peace of mind, he had fallen asleep slowly because of sleepiness after a while.

Jin Weimo hugged Yan Xiangnuan, looked at her with a slightly sideways face, looked at her little nose, and then looked at her small mouth that was slightly open to breathe, and the hot big palm gently stroked her flat abdomen, feeling the harmony and warmth of this moment.

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