"I'm really from Huayuan Valley!" Perhaps sensing Si Chentian's abnormality, the woman continued to prove: "Is it true that the ink bone vine is at the hilt of your sword? The only remaining ink bone vine in the world, in two-thirds of the way of your sword handle, because of the fire damage, the surface of the ink bone vine is mottled, but the ink bone vine is extremely hard and cannot be polished at all, so you throw it into the molten iron......

"Why do you know so clearly?" How the Ink Bone Vine was integrated into the Ink Bone Sword, except for him and Qiongkong Immortal Elder, no third person knew why this woman of unknown origin knew so clearly, as if she had seen the forging process of the Ink Bone Sword with her own eyes.

The woman smiled brightly: "Because I can see it!"

"What can you see?"

"I can see the ink bone vine in your sword!"

"What do you mean?" Si Chentian became more and more puzzled whether what the woman said was true or false, but the feeling in her innocent eyes did not look like a lie, but if it was not a lie, all this was really incredible. Even though she was transformed by a spiritual creature, she shouldn't have such skills, and he could detect that she was not profound.

So, is she really from Huayuan Valley, as she said?

Because it is in the same place as the ink bone vine, it has an indescribable connection with the ink bone vine, so it can detect things that others can't perceive?

Si Chentian guessed like this, and when he came back to his senses, he wanted to continue to ask, but found that at some point, the woman had already fallen aside, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

No, he could only let her sleep like this, and he himself didn't sleep all night because of this kind of doubt.

When she woke up the next day, the woman found that she was lying on the bed at some point, and the scene she saw when she opened her eyes was extremely unfamiliar, and when she was puzzled, she remembered the events of last night in a trance, sat up suddenly, looked around, but found no one, and the man who had the aura of Huayuan on his body and held the long sword that was integrated into the ink bone vine was also nowhere to be found.

"Could it be that I'm dreaming?" Suddenly lost, he said in a low voice: "I thought he was really reincarnated, alas, ......" After a sigh, she got out of bed and was about to open the door to leave, but before she could open the door, the door said: "Hey, Ah Chen, get up and practice!"

The strange man suddenly appeared, and the woman was already caught before she had time to hide. Zhuge Ang roared: "Who are you?" The originally smiling face suddenly became serious, Zhuge Ang stared at the woman intently, "You dare to break into Ah Chen's room without permission, do you understand the rules?"

For a while, the woman really didn't know how to explain it, and in this way, she instantly understood that everything last night was not a dream, but really existed, and the man with the aura of Huayuan on his body was here. Suddenly, she laughed, and this shallow smile, in Zhuge Ang's eyes, was distorted into a contemptuous smile, which made him more and more unhappy.

"What are you laughing at?What do you want to do when you trespass into Ah Chen's room?" At this moment, Zhuge Ang's mind couldn't help but flash many pictures, and they were all indescribable scenes.

"Did you give Ah Chen to ......?"

The air condenses instantly.

"Are you looking for me?" Si Chentian's voice broke this awkward confrontation, Zhuge Ang turned around to look at Si Chentian, and found that his forehead was full of sweat, and seeing that his clothes were sweaty, he couldn't help but show horror on his face, and thought to himself: No, it's so intense!

"What do you want!" Si Chentian saw Zhuge Ang's complicated expression, thinking that what he must be thinking about was not a good thing, so he quickly explained: "I just practiced morning exercises, looking at my sweat, I'm afraid the weather is a little hot today." He said lightly as he walked inside.

Listening to Si Chentian's words, Zhuge Ang's expression softened, followed him inside, and couldn't help but glance at the woman when he passed by, and then ran to Si Chentian's side, and asked in a low voice: "Who is this woman?

After hearing this, Si Chentian shook his head and said, "If you really say that, I will let you see it?"

"That's too!" Zhuge Ang nodded, and asked again: "Then what's the situation? This person is very raw, as if he has never seen it in Tianyuan, the new one? The apprentice you accepted? Or is it a distant relative?"

Si Chentian continued to shake his head, "It's not!"

"What's that? Could it be that it grew out of the ground?"

"Yes!"

"Huh?" Zhuge Ang paused for a moment and exclaimed in surprise: "What?"

His gaze swirled back and forth between the woman and Si Chentian, and Zhuge Ang's face was filled with disbelief.

After a while, he left Si Chentian, came to the woman's side, looked around carefully, and then pointed to the woman and asked confirmatively, "Can such a fairy grow underground?"

"Heh......" Hearing Zhuge Ang describe himself as a fairy, the woman covered her mouth and snickered, Zhuge Ang immediately asked: "What's so ridiculous?

"Okay, okay, don't be poor, carefully scare other girls!"

"Yo!" Zhuge Ang saw Si Chentian's attitude, and instantly became interested, "When did you learn to protect people, you usually avoid those women who pounce, what's wrong today?"

"People are new to you, you are so enthusiastic, I am worried that people can't stand it, I am afraid that you will leave a bad impression in the hearts of others, I am thinking about you!"

Even though Si Chentian said this, Zhuge Ang didn't appreciate it, and continued to joke: "My reputation as the little overlord of the heavenly abyss is not in vain, if I treat each other politely and spread it, it will damage my prestige!"

"You're poor!" Si Chentian didn't want to continue arguing with him, turned his eyes to look at the woman, and asked softly: "I wanted to ask you about your situation last night, but you accidentally fell asleep, so you couldn't bear to disturb, and today you are awake, so can you tell me, who are you?"

Although the voice is soft, the momentum of the question is a bit of persecution, and this feeling makes people a little nervous for some reason. The woman clasped her hands tightly beside her, raised her head to meet the gaze of her boss Chentian, gritted her teeth, and never said a word for a long time, but Zhuge Ang on the side had a lively look on his face, a smile on the corner of his mouth, sat leisurely on the chair next to him, took a cup of cold tea, and drank it himself.

"Huayuan Valley, Ink Bone Vine, Poppy Beauty!" the woman said these three key words, then looked at Si Chentian in a daze, and asked, "You really don't remember?"

What should he remember? Si Chentian looked at her in confusion, his mind blank.