"It's... The best defensive magic weapon, the white hosta! It can defend against all attacks below the middle stage of the god of transformation, and resist the full force of the late stage of the god of transformation three times! Such a good thing, third uncle, you have sent it out, you won't want to regret it, right?"

Nangong Zhengyang looked at the white hosta with some greed, this is a good thing, since the third uncle has given it to Qianqiao, it can't make him regret it anymore.

"Good. ”

Hearing the little nephew's question, Nangong Wenqing let go of his hand, this is not his own meaning, this is the meaning of the little nephew.

“......”

Looking at the stupid younger brother who gave assists without knowing it, Nangong Zhengli chose to close the microphone.

"Thank you, Third Uncle~"

As soon as Qian Qian heard that it was a self-defense weapon, she was ready to put it in the storage bag as soon as she got it in her hand, for fear that the third uncle would regret it again.

"Wait..."

"What else does the third uncle command?"

Hearing the third uncle suddenly speak, Qian Qiao grabbed the white hosta in his hand.

"You confess the Lord with your blood first... And take this, too, and confess the Lord with it. ”

Seeing Qianqiao's vigilant eyes for fear that she would regret it, Nangong Wenqing was a little helpless, did she seem to be such a stingy person?

Could it be that he would snatch away the things he gave away? Then he took out another black jade bracelet and handed it to Qian Qiao.

"Thank you, thank you, Third Uncle. ”

Qianqiao was a little embarrassed, it seemed that she was a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

After obediently dripping blood from the two magic weapons and recognizing the master, I felt a trace of connection between the black jade bracelet and myself, which was actually a storage bracelet, and the space inside was not known how many times larger than the storage bag!

"I need this so much! Thank you, Third Uncle!"

Qian Qiao thanked again in surprise, and immediately put all her things into the black jade bracelet, but when she picked up the white hosta, she made a difficulty.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Qianqiao's hesitant appearance holding the white hosta, Nangong Zhengyang leaned over curiously and asked.

"Daddy, I... Won't use this curly hair..."

How did the ancients manage to curl their hair without being afraid of it falling off? Qianqiao couldn't help but be a little skeptical.

"Well, I won't..."

Nangong Zhengyang was a little embarrassed, he didn't have a girlfriend, how could he know this, he didn't have long hair like the third uncle, by the way, the third uncle!

"I'll teach you..."

As soon as Nangong Zhengyang turned his head to the third uncle, Nangong Wenqing spoke first.

"Then, then it's troublesome for the third uncle. ”

Qianqiao was a little embarrassed, as a girl, she actually asked a big man to teach her hair.

"I'll do it with my own hair first, and then you can practice it on my head with a hairpin. ”

Nangong Wenqing said and sat down with his back to Qianqiao, pulled out the wooden hairpin on his head, and instantly tilted down the long hair like silk, and then he held the upper half of the long hair with one hand, and placed the wooden hairpin in it with the other hand, and several rotations were interspersed and finally fixed on the head.

Qian Qian looked at it carefully, and felt that it was not as difficult as she imagined, so she immediately learned from Nangong Wenqing's appearance and practiced on his head, but as soon as her fingers touched the hair, both of them trembled in their hearts.

This hair is so good! I don't have any hair like this for a girl!

Damn! Jealousy! The villain in Qianqiao's heart began to roll wildly, and the sour one directly turned into lemon essence.

Sensing Qianqiao's approach, suddenly a faint orchid fragrance wafted from nowhere, and Nangong Wenqing even unconsciously lightened his breathing.

When the girl's hands were on his long hair, the calm and waveless heart lake was flooded with ripples, Nangong Wenqing stretched out his hand and pressed his heart, frowning slightly, puzzled.

"Whew~ Okay!"

Qianqiao looked at the masterpiece in his hand, and finally succeeded after several attempts, and Qianqiao had a sense of accomplishment at this time.