"I'm sorry." Maybe everything needs to be gradual, but he was in too much of a hurry.

Just as Yi Huang withdrew his hand, Zhao Fushuang suddenly reached out to hold his hand, and put his hand in again, looking left and right a little uncomfortably, "Forget it, your hands are cold, give me warm hands." ”

As she spoke, she pretended to look at the chain in her hand and stopped looking at him.

Yi Huang lowered his eyes and looked at the small white hand in his palm, soft and slender, cold.

Inch by inch, he tightened his fingers and completely enveloped her in the palm of his hand.

He had a feeling.

When she was rude and willful, he didn't have a problem with her.

When she was coquettish and weak, he was eaten to death by her!

Zhao Fushuang shook the chains: "Does it have any other purpose?" ”

"This is the condensation of Yu Kun's lifelong perception, which is harder than the weapons in the world, for the time being, you can be a weapon, it can help you comprehend the way of heaven."

"One day, when you have a comprehension of the way of heaven, you can pull it to recognize the Lord, and then you will truly have it, and many wonderful things can be explored after recognizing the Lord, if you have a high degree of compatibility with it, it will not be worse than an artifact."

Zhao Fushuang sighed: "This sounds more powerful than the Lingze sword." ”

Yi Huang: "Return the Spirit Sword back?" ”

Zhao Fushuang turned his face on the spot, "Dream!" ”

When Zhao Fushuang was about to withdraw his hand back, she found that he was holding it and not moving, she glared: "You let go." ”

Yi Huang said calmly: "I haven't given you a decent thing yet, do you have what you want?" ”

"Why are you giving me something?"

Yi Huang said: "I owe you a dowry." ”

"yes, I haven't received a dowry yet, so think about it."

Zhao Fushuang pondered, and no longer struggled, let him lead, a smile flashed in Yi Huang's eyes.

Now that he has a new weapon, Zhao Fushuang really didn't think of what he needed for a while.

"Unexpectedly, you owe it first, and then ask you for it."

"Okay."

Zhao Fushuang had just gotten a new weapon, so he was naturally very curious.

Divine consciousness is immersed in observation again and again.

Because he had to hold her hand, Yi Huang couldn't sit upright, he sat a little leisurely, still looking at the star chart.

After a long time, Zhao Fushuang said: "This one is warm, this one is cold." ”

Yi Huang looked at her pale face, and frowned slightly: "Don't look at it, meditate to warm up." ”

"I can't settle down here."

Yi Huang: "......"

The Mountain Lord's Mansion can't be settled, and neither can this tear realm?

"......" She has such a wonderful cultivation talent, where can she reason!

Zhao Fushuang's divine consciousness was immersed in the chain again.

She had an indescribable feeling that once her divine sense entered the chains, the chains would always fluctuate slightly.

Inch by inch, she explored, and those fluctuations became more and more apparent.

Half a moon in the blink of an eye.

One person looks at the starry chart, one person looks at the chains, Yi Huang occasionally or uses mana to regulate Zhao Fushuang's body, half a month passes very quickly, and Zhao Fushuang's injuries are healed.

On this day, Zhao Fu played with the chains, and suddenly the chains seemed to be alive, shaking and shaking, and the snake drilled into her palm.

"Ahh Zhao Fushuang exclaimed in surprise and looked at Yi Huang with an incredulous expression, "Where did it go?" ”

"......" Yi Huang looked at Zhao Fushuang and was speechless for a long time.

"What's wrong?"

Yi Huang joked for a long time: "The cultivation talent is not good, but the ability to comprehend the Heavenly Dao is not weak." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Congratulations, the chain is considered to recognize you as the master, and the fit in the future needs to be honed."

He never imagined that the Chain Confession would come so quickly!

Zhao Fushuang was still incredible: "Huh? It's that simple? ”

Yi Huang: "......"

The simplicity in her mouth is something that some people can't do in their lifetime.

For nine out of nine people, in their entire lives, this chain will not be different from an ordinary iron chain except that it is hard.

And she, it only took half a month to make the chain recognize the master, this perception talent, counted, can be regarded as a genius.

I'm afraid it's still above the Dream Dove Ancestor.

"You have ever felt the way of heaven in the past?"

"Nope." She is only a few hundred years old, and she was either rebellious or depraved in the past, so how could she have time to ponder the way of heaven.

It's strange: "Never had enlightenment? ”

"That's not true, I was on the verge of death when I fell into a predicament, and after being buried in the snow for a long time, I seemed to have some enlightenment, and then I came back to life, my body was reshaped, and my cultivation returned."

"That's it, although you don't deliberately comprehend the way of heaven, the enlightenment at the time of life and death has planted a seed of the way of heaven in your sea of knowledge, just waiting for you to water and fertilize in the future, blossom and bear fruit."

Zhao Fushuang was still very happy about this, the chain appeared in the palm of his hand, and then put it away, and then it appeared and put it away, until he was tired of playing, and he didn't put it away completely.

She squinted at Yi Huang: "You say that I have poor cultivation talent? ”

Yi Huang: Isn't "......" a fact?

"So, you still don't believe what I said in the past, do you?"

Yi Huang: "...... Not all of them don't believe it. ”

"I have a way of proving that what I'm telling is true."

"Blood oath?"

Zhao Fushuang shook his head: "Yi Huang, do you know why I didn't let you sleep?" ”

Neither of them is a child, Yi Lian obviously has a desire for her, and these days holding her hand is often full of blood and blood, and every time he lets go of her without a trace.

Although this phenomenon is not normal, Zhao Fushuang is not really as simple as a blank sheet of paper.

They were husband and wife, and they were traveling in the same direction, and she didn't want to keep her innocence.

Even, she thought despicably, it would be easy to knock down Yi Huang at this time, and it would be done, even if she had someone in her heart, she should never abandon her from now on.

But she couldn't.

She was always thinking about how to tell Yi Huang her identity.

If Yi Huang can't go against ethics.

She can still be a clean girl, and she still has a way back.

Once he really fell asleep, he couldn't accept the identity between the two, and he was afraid that the two of them would be like a fish in their throats, and no one would be happy in the future.

Yi Huang: "Because you haven't been able to let go of the bullying I gave you in the past?" ”

Although, he didn't know what grievances he had with her.

Zhao Fushuang reached out to pick the black thickness on Yi Huang's eyes, and Yi Huang was stunned, but let her pick it.

In the darkness for a long time, Yi Huang instinctively closed his eyes.

Zhao Fushuang's fingers ran across his eyelids: "You open your eyes and look at me." ”

Yi Huang said helplessly: "I can't see things now." ”

"It's okay, you open your eyes."

Yi Huang slowly opened his eyes, his dark eyes were without any emotion, he couldn't see, but they were as bright as normal people's eyes.

Zhao Fushuang, "That year, when you bullied me, you were also in such a state, high-minded, indifferent, and unkind. ”

That was more than 300 years ago.

Yi Huang: "What else have I done?" ”

I can't even think of that!

Zhao Fushuang was inexplicably angry, "Am I really so unworthy of your heart?" ”

She remembered him clearly for so many years, but she didn't leave any trace in his heart.

As soon as he thought of this, he had no intention of speaking well, and he reached out and poked him in the eye.

Yi Lianyi grabbed her hand and was a little funny: "Zhao Fushuang, are you a dog?" If you don't agree with each other, you will bite. ”

Before Yi Huang finished speaking, the chains rang, and the jet-black chains swam out of Zhao Fushuang's palm in an instant and attacked Yi Huang.

Yi Lian held her hand with one hand, grasped the chain with the other, and patiently coaxed: "Take it back." ”

"I don't!" Wouldn't it be shameless to take it back like this?

"Okay." Yi Huang's words fell, and the chains had already drilled through Zhao Fushuang's back, binding her twice.

Zhao Fushuang couldn't move a bit, so he could only stare dryly: "This broken chain is not easy to use at all." ”

"Really?" Yi Lian's hand was still holding her hand, but the other hand was leisurely controlling the other end of the chain, "I think it's good." ”

(End of chapter)