But fortunately, both sides knew it in their hearts and didn't take it seriously.

Qiu Buhuan more or less understood that Jasmine, as Luo Xian'er's personal maid, had already received acquiescence.

It's just—

"Mrs. Qiu can take care of a good husband more."

Jasmine stepped forward and took her hand affectionately and smiled: "Especially the matter of the bed, my sister has to bear a little more." ”

Qiu Buhuan: "."

The young woman's face was slightly red, and she glared back angrily: "Little sister Jasmine, don't worry, there will be a time for you to 'enjoy' in the future." ”

"Ahem, I'm just a maid, of course the ladies have to go first."

Jasmine smiled a little forcefully, and her ears were slightly hot.

She has held the size with her own hands, and she has also seen the exaggerated scene of Ji Shang being held in the air and galloping fiercely, and after thinking about it a little, she unconsciously felt a little weak.

The two women looked at each other for a moment, blushing away from each other.

Forget it, forget it. Besides, it feels like losing both.

Yang Shifei looked at the two girls back and forth, and couldn't help laughing twice.

Qiu Buhuan snorted lightly: "Stinky brother, still laughing." ”

"You don't have to fight."

Yang Shifei looked outside the house again: "Didn't the girl come along?" ”

She spun around twice at the bottom of the mountain, dozed off and went back to sleep.

Jasmine was a little helpless: "Just come and ask when you two will leave." ”

Qiu Buhuan said softly: "I don't have much luggage, bring some change of clothes, and I can leave with you at any time." ”

"Will it delay the reconstruction of Bingtan?"

"It's okay, I've made arrangements in advance."

Qiu Buhuan glanced at the True Demon Knife in his hand again: "But before leaving, you have to take a look at the quality of this knife." ”

Inside the Arsenal.

Yang Shifei and Jasmine followed him to this place, looking at the many weapons lined up on both sides, and were slightly surprised.

"It's only been a month, and this villa has really been cleaned up."

"It's just temporary storage."

Qiu Buhuan walked to a corridor full of cabinets: "These are all natural treasures used to maintain and repair weapons, and they are all transported back from Tianlu Mountain. ”

She neatly took out a few small jars, and went to a large dark vat, removing the iron lid and silk cloth.

A faint fragrance wafted out of it, and Yang Shifei took a look, and the jar was full of pitch-black liquid.

"These are"

"It's the liquid I concocted, and soaking the weapon in it can have the effect of repairing the internal crack. If it is a spirit soldier, it is also quite beneficial. ”

"So amazing?"

"Think I only know how to bury my head in iron?"

Qiu Buhuan looked back and chuckled: "No matter how sharp and tough those divine weapons are, they still need to be maintained and repaired. ”

Yang is right and wrong.

It is expected that in the past hundreds of years, no one will cross the river and tear down the bridge in Bingtan, also because their skills in this area are also unique in the world?

He couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "It is worthy of being the number one military sect in the world." ”

Qiu Buhuan glanced at him, and then took the True Demon Knife handed over.

Immediately, the long knife is slowly lowered into the tank, and the blade is soaked in black water.

“.”

A little foam spilled out of the crack, and the long knife trembled slightly.

Qiu Buhuan's eyes gradually condensed, and he hurriedly said: "Right or wrong, come over quickly!" ”

"I'll come. Damn?! ”

As soon as Yang Shifei took two steps closer, the black water suddenly splashed in all directions, and the twisted and strange flesh and blood almost exploded from the tank!

The True Demon Knife turned into a flesh and blood monster that was a foot high, dense meridians and blood vessels all over the body, and dozens of broken knives were aimed at Qiu Buhuan like sharp teeth, like a huge mouth of flesh and blood that chose people to devour, wanting to devour her and chew her up.

"Wait!"

Yang Shifei hurriedly crossed his arm to stop him.

The magic knife that was about to bite suddenly paused, and the red glow of flesh and blood flickered.

Qiu Buhuan was still calm, and he was thoughtful when he saw this situation.

It seems that this magic knife has a special sense of 'Yang right and wrong'.

Could it be that the demon spirit in this knife has already recognized right and wrong?

"Hiss."

The flesh trembled slightly, as if it had a faint hiss.

Yang Shifei calmed down and said slowly: "She is not a bad person, but wants to help you repair the blade." ”

“.”

The True Demon Knife was silent for a moment, and the terrifying flesh and blood body quickly contracted, turning back into a black knife and falling.

Yang Shifei took advantage of the situation to hold the handle of the knife, with a strange expression: "This knife, you are still afraid of life?" ”

"Maybe I'm not used to soaking in liquid medicine." Qiu Buhuan said with interest: "But if you hold it, you may be able to be more stable." ”

"Okay, try again."

Yang Shifei sank the True Demon Knife into the water again.

Qiu Buhuan took the opportunity to wipe back and forth on the knife body with a few materials, wiping away a large area of viscosity.

The red glow flickered between the cracks in the blade, and it was always quiet.

It didn't react until it was rewrapped in silk.

Yang Shifei watched for a long time, and was a little happy: "It looks like it's drugged." ”

"If a weapon has spirituality, it can indeed be called 'applying medicine to heal wounds'."

Qiu Buhuan twisted a hot gold needle from the side again: "Right and wrong, I want to take a few drops of your blood and endure it a little." ”

Yang Shifei didn't ask carefully, he simply stretched out his hand and let the needle poke a small hole in his fingertips.

When the blood spilled out, she took advantage of the situation to push the handle of the True Demon Knife against it, allowing the blood to soak in it.

“.”

The red glow of the magic knife reappeared, and even split a few pieces, and the flesh and blood wrapped around the index finger.

Yang Shifei felt that his fingertips were tightly wrapped in hot and humid soft flesh, gently surging blood.

Jasmine frowned from the side: "Mrs. Qiu, this is what you want"

"It was refined by the blood sacrifice of the ancients, by the flesh and blood of countless living beings, before it was forged into a magic sword. It is expected that Qiu Guo used this knife to suppress filth at the beginning, and he thought that he would also use demons to suppress demons. ”

Qiu Buhuan said softly: "If you want it to truly recognize the Lord, you need to feed it with blood." ”

Yang Shifei's eyes moved slightly, and he really had a faint sense of strangeness, as if he could feel the knife coming. Delight.

After the blood feeding and confession of the Lord is over, the True Demon Knife will change back to its original state.

Seeing that Yang Shifei's fingertips were no longer oozing blood, Jasmine frowned again and asked, "Do you still need to feed with blood in the future?" ”

"Not necessarily."

Qiu Buhuan cleaned up the mess on the ground and chuckled: "This knife has been inherently filthy and transformed, so it can be treated as an 'acquired alien'." ”

In other words, if you regularly absorb the filth in your body, you will be safe.

"It's good to be obedient."

Yang Shifei smiled and hung the True Demon Knife back behind his back with a tie: "In this way, this knife can be regarded as a complete recovery?" ”

"The ichor applied to the knife needs to soak for a few days before it can be used normally."

Qiu Buhuan said meaningfully: "However, this magic knife is different from ordinary swords, and how to control it still needs to be explored by yourself." ”

"Okay." Yang Shifei helped her build the vat, and said with a hearty smile: "This matter is over, why don't we set off?" ”

"Okay, I'll go get my luggage."

"Mrs. Qiu, I'll help you."

The three of them returned to the sect master's courtyard side by side.

Yang Shifei was about to go into the house together to help clean up, but saw an acquaintance beckoning at the gate of the courtyard.

"Granny Song?"

"Young Master Yang, are you going back to Dongcheng?"

"yes."

Yang Shifei walked quickly to the gate of the courtyard: "The land of the capital will be recaptured after all, and Sister Qiu, as a celestial Xuanwu, is an indispensable help." ”

Granny Song thoughtfully: "It's okay to let the unhappy stay with you for a while." ”

Yang Shifei laughed: "If Granny Lao is worried, I will definitely treat Sister Qiu well and will not let her suffer any grievances." ”

"The old body is not worried about this." Granny Song took his hand and said softly: "Are you worried about whether she will be good to you, gentle or not, did she bully you in the bed?" ”

Yang Shifei smiled awkwardly: "Well, this is not bullying."

It's better to say that it was Sister Qiu who was bullied by him and cried and begged for mercy.

"It's quite reasonable to be unhappy."

Granny Song said with concern: "Good boy, if you feel uncomfortable in the future, we will help you take care of it, but don't hold on." As for the unhappy girl."

The old woman leaned into her ear again and muttered about the private affairs of the boudoir.

Yang Shifei's expression became more and more subtle as he listened.

Half an hour later, Qiu Buhuan packed his luggage and just walked out of the bedroom with Jasmine.

Granny Song's eyes were quick, and she immediately pulled her to the side of the small courtyard.

Jasmine glanced at it: "This old man, what do you want to talk to Mrs. Qiu?" ”

Yang Shifei coughed lightly: "Granny Song is an old man in Bingtan, and she has a wider range of knowledge, so she may have to give some advice to Sister Qiu." ”

"But why are the expressions of the two of them so strange?"

"Ahem, maybe it's some personal talk."

“.”

Jasmine hooked her lips and squinted: "Husband, your eyes have been sucked away by the pair of fruits on Mrs. Qiu's chest." ”

Yang Shifei hurriedly straightened up: "I treat any size equally. ”

"Hmph, sweet mouth." Jasmine secretly poked his waist: "Actually, it's obscene." ”

After a while, Qiu Buhuan walked back with a red face.

After saying goodbye to Granny Song, the three of them left the villa and got into the carriage.

Seeing Yang Shifei sitting on the throne and driving, Jasmine came to Qiu Buhuan's side again, and whispered curiously: "Mrs. Qiu, seeing that your face is so ruddy, I don't know what you talked about?" ”

"Also, what else can it be."

Qiu Buhuan touched Yuerui's cute sleeping face beside him, and whispered embarrassedly: "It's just some small tricks for the boudoir of husband and wife." ”

Jasmine was stunned: "You Bingtan still teach this?" ”

"Ahem, there are indeed a few, but I used to. Didn't even learn."

Qiu Buhuan blushed and muttered, "Although I don't think these moves are of any use at all. ”

Jasmine pink lips snorted, cheeks were slightly hot, and I could only laugh dryly.

(End of chapter)