The dense and entangled wet feeling made Yang Shifei wake up slowly.

He thought it was Yuerui who got into the bed again and secretly teased the cat stick.

But as soon as I opened my eyes, I saw that the little girl in my arms was still sleeping soundly.

“.”

Yang Shifei was a little sober, and turned his head to look to the left.

Jasmine also slept soundly, clinging to his arm.

Yang Shifei's eyes gradually widened.

That's not right.

Both girls are asleep, where does the hot and moist touch on their right hand come from?

He hurriedly raised his right hand, and saw that his entire right arm was wrapped in dense black knife fragments, and it was vaguely seen that the scarlet flesh was lingering and wriggling, and the red light flickered.

This is a terrifying scene, which made Yang Shifei's scalp tingle suddenly, and he almost turned over and sat up.

However, he managed to maintain a shred of composure.

The arm was still perceptual, and the whole body was also normal, with no signs of injury.

And these blade fragments and weird red rays are very familiar, just like they are

"True Magic Knife?"

Zizizi.

The flesh of the splinter wrapped around his arm squirmed slightly, as if in response.

Yang Shifei's face was strange. I didn't expect this knife to be so weird. Is this really still a 'knife'?

Is it the hundreds of years that have been sealed in the dragon mound that have made this knife change like this under the erosion of filth, or is it?

Is that what it is?

Although I was surprised by the magic knife itself, after all, I had seen many monsters and monsters, and I was a little mentally prepared after all.

Yang Shifei pondered calmly for a moment, and asked tentatively, "You still want to be absorbed by me?" ”

The flesh tightened slightly.

Yang knew what was wrong, and tried to absorb the cold again.

The flesh and blood of the demon knife trembled like a spasm, and the red light flickered rapidly, constantly dripping wisps of mucus.

He endured the discomfort of the cold air entering his body, his fingers tentatively groped, and he could feel that the flesh and blood were as soft as living creatures, and they were still beating slightly.

This is still a weapon, it is clearly a knife-shaped demon!

After a few moments, the force of the magic knife's entanglement gradually weakened, and the flesh of the shattered knife that spread throughout the entire right arm began to recover.

Under Yang Shifei's surprised gaze, these fragments were spliced back to the original long knife shape little by little, and the shocking scarlet flesh and blood were all retracted into the knife.

Until it was wrapped in a black blade, there was no trace of alien shape.

“.”

The True Demon Knife fell back into the quilt, and only the red light flickered in the crack.

Yang Shifei's throat rolled, and he tried to touch the cold blade again.

But as soon as they touched it, several pieces of shards unfolded, and flesh overflowed from them and wrapped around their fingertips, and began to suck gently.

His expression was more subtle.

Why is it inexplicably astringent?

"Do you still want to absorb filth?"

This time, the True Demon Knife only silently withdrew the flesh and blood, and then squirmed and stuck to the side of the arm, as if to express meekness.

Yang's eyes flashed.

During the day, he may have underestimated the spirituality of this sword.

But what to do with this knife?

Frightened by this, Yang Shifei did not sleep all night.

Of course, he was also wary of whether this knife would suddenly attack, and he had to be careful after all.

Until the sky was slightly bright, Jasmine woke up with a yawn:

"Husband. Hey? ”

She looked at half of the futon and was soaked, and wondered: "It rained last night?" ”

Yang Shifei looked strange, holding the real magic knife, and explained the ins and outs.

Jasmine was stunned when she heard this.

"So peculiar?"

"It seems to be asleep now, though."

Yang Shifei stroked the blade of the knife: "There is no movement in the middle of the night, and there is no reaction when I touch it." ”

Jasmine frowned: "This knife, is it really not dangerous?" ”

If you suddenly get entangled in the night, if you accidentally scratch it, wouldn't it?

"That's fine." Yang Shifei laughed twice: "The blade on the outside is very sharp, but the inside is unexpectedly wet and soft, and it sucks quite well. Comfortable. ”

Jasmine: "."

She pulled up Yang Shifei's right arm to take a closer look, and muttered, "Husband is really not injured?" ”

"Last night he just pestered me to suck the filth, and nothing out of the ordinary was anything else."

"Before I get to Mingyou Villa, I'll help my husband watch more."

Jasmine stared at the True Demon Knife again, muttering in her heart.

Listening to my husband's description, how is it similar to Xiaorui's sticky cat.

A few days later, inside the Mingyou Mountain Villa.

After nearly a month of renovation and renovation, the villa has been carefully renovated inside and out, which is completely different from the original.

Although there was no earth fire from Tianlu Mountain, with the completion of several smelting rooms, the people in Bingtan also opened the furnace smoothly and were not affected too much.

Now there are hundreds of people working together in Mingyou Mountain, which can be said to be in full swing, and there are also several groups of people in the villa who are smelting weapons and sending them to the Liang army urgently.

Ding——

In the smelting room that belonged to the sect master, a crisp sound was constantly being heard.

The heat was thick and the smoke was filled by the stove, and a bewitching figure stood beside the felt platform, smashing the crimson sword embryo with a hammer.

Ding, ding, ding-

The sword embryo burst into flames, illuminating the dim room slightly.

It can be vaguely seen that the bewitching woman's clothes are all faded, revealing eye-popping exaggerated curves, and every time she hammers the wrought iron, the big hibiscus who is barely covered by the profane clothes will tremble.

Sweat is slightly sprinkled, and the plump and toned carcass is more perfectly reflected by the firelight, and the shape and muscle outline of the body are tightened like streamlines, as if made of iron and fire.

After waiting for a long time, Qiu Buhuan put the sword embryo into the sink of the mechanism, sent it to other smelting rooms, and then the elders quenched it.

"Whew-"

The young woman's solemn expression eased slightly, and she untied the hairpin casually, letting the green silk scatter, covering her bumpy and bewitching waist and hips.

I was about to pour a glass of water to moisten my throat, but I watched the rising mist, but my eyes were slightly distracted, as if immersed in memories.

"-Oops, thinking about it again."

Qiu Buhuan's cheeks were slightly red, and he turned his back against the wall.

She held a cup and sipped hot water, like a young girl, and the tips of her shoes paddled back and forth on the ground.

Although I haven't seen each other for more than half a month, I have experienced a little precipitation, and the young woman's heart is more tender, and her head is full of her own man.

"Right and wrong are running around, I don't know if I can be fed and clothed."

"Is the Ghost Flower going well?"

"When will I come back?"

Qiu Buhuan glanced at the letter on the table, and his shame faded, but he became a little worried.

The Thousand Blades Bingtan now has a close relationship with Luofu, and today it also received information-

"Chen and Xu's two kingdoms are becoming more and more chaotic, and the area around the Nine Ring Mountains. Is it still safe. ”

The more Qiu Buhuan thought about it, the more uneasy he became, and he couldn't help but purse his red lips.

Even though she knew that she was worried about it, she couldn't stop worrying about it, and now she was even more impulsive.

Otherwise.

Set off for a trip to Jiuhuan Mountain to find out what is right and wrong?

Qiu Buhuan knew that this move was too nonsense, but he always had some gains and losses in his heart.

Click!

Hearing the sound of unlocking, Qiu Buhuan's face suddenly sank, and he hurriedly put on his clothes.

"Who's in the hospital!"

The place where she is the sect master's courtyard, and no one else is allowed to enter. Moreover, the courtyard door is closed by a special iron lock, and there are only two keys.

One was in his arms, and the other was in Granny Song's hands as a backup.

But Granny Song won't open the door to disturb, could it be that a thief stole the key and entered this hospital?

Thinking of this, Qiu Buhuan's eyes were slightly cold, he tightened his chest, walked out of the smelting room quickly, and his right fist creaked-

"Huh?"

The two looked at each other across the courtyard, stunned for a moment.

Yang Shifei hung the big lock back on the door, smiled and raised his hand to say hello: "Sister Qiu, how are you doing lately?" ”

"It turns out . Is the thief you? ”

"Huh? Am I a thief? ”

Yang Shifei was stunned, and Qiu Buhuan immediately opened his arms and flew over.

"Brother or Wrong!"

The gloom on the young woman's face disappeared, and she hugged him with a full embrace.

Yang Shifei's whole face fell into softness, and he staggered back two steps, sulking and unable to make a sound.

Qiu Buhuan smiled happily, but hugged him a little tighter, so happy that his legs were naughtily cocked.

"Sister, I want to kill you~"

"Uh-huh. Whining! ”

(End of chapter)