Chapter 080: The Fairy's Weapon

Hou Jingjing hadn't slept so happily for a long time.

Maybe she didn't even know it, there was a burden in her heart that was put down silently, and maybe she was accompanied by Xiaotian, she slept very well and very heavy this night, and when she woke up the next day, it was past noon, and Xiaotian and the dogs were gone.

She faintly heard the laughter of Xiaotian and Ah Li playing with the dogs in the outer courtyard, and her heart was relaxed, she rolled her eyelids and fell asleep again.

When she woke up again and sat up yawning, she noticed that it was a little dark outside.

This night's sleep is enough.

Seeing that there was no one around, she thought that Xingxiaotian would take the dogs to eat, so she simply sat up and practiced for a wave, and when she opened her eyes again, she felt refreshed and comfortable.

She hurriedly got up and came to the courtyard, but saw that there was no one, and then walked out to find that Yang Jian was playing with a few fairy children and dogs on the road, and Yang Jian had another pet on his shoulder, that is, the golden-eyed and silver-winged Aotian Eagle.

Hou Jingjing has never seen this Proud Sky Eagle up close, it usually doesn't care about people, and it has no communication with Hou Jingjing.

At this moment, the distance was a little closer, and I saw that the silver wings behind its back were very beautiful and powerful in the light, and the sharp hooked mouth and the claws that grabbed Yang Jian's shoulders were also extremely sharp, but those golden eyes were a little scary, and when she heard Hou Jingjing come out, she immediately turned her head to look at her, and the golden light in her eyes made Hou Jingjing blind.

Yang Jian also saw Hou Jingjing, his lips moved slightly as if he had said something, and the golden light in Aotian Ying's eyes immediately disappeared.

Ah Li immediately ran over and smiled at Hou Jingjing: "You can sleep well this night." Do you want to eat? Warm your favorite milk syrup on the stove. ”

Uh, I loved it when I was a little milk dog, do you still love it?

I really want to eat it.

Seeing Hou Jingjing nodding in thanks, Ah Li immediately smiled and ran to get it.

Hou Jingjing avoided the Aotian Eagle and walked to Yang Jian's other side: "What about Xiaotian?"

"Cultivation. ”

"Huh?" Hou Jingjing was surprised, "Is it her who was taught by the Divine Monarch?"

"Howling Dog. ”

"Oh. ”

No wonder, Xiaotian, who used to lie down when eating, actually cultivated, and sure enough, the power of love is strong.

Hou Jingjing couldn't help but yawn again.

Yang Jian turned his head to look at her: "Haven't slept enough?"

Hou Jingjing simply finished this yawn happily, causing Ah Lai to open his mouth and follow suit, causing Hou Jingjing to laugh while rubbing his eyes: "I heard that people with good temperament are more likely to follow the trend and yawn, it seems that Ah Lai is." As he spoke, he hit another one.

Yang Jian smiled: "Are you saying that I am not kind to Aotian Eagle?"

The Auror flicked its wings and flew away.

Hou Jingjing couldn't help but fight another one, and then wiped her tears and said: "Shenjun is the kindest, and he also prepared a weapon for meβ€”do you take it out for me to see." ”

"Say I'm kind, say I'm kind, cry what. ”

"It's not crying, it's not crying," Hou Jingjing hurriedly wiped away her tears, "Yawning is tears, don't believe in Shenjun to hit one." ”

Before the words fell, Alai covered his mouth and hit again, and then pointed to the corner of his eyes to Yang Jian: "Shenjun? ”

Yang Jian smiled: "There are still cooperatives." ”

While laughing, Ah Li brought the warm milk syrup to Hou Jingjing, which was still the round little bowl she was used to in the past, which was called the "dog head bowl" by Yang Jian, because Hou Jingjing was still a newborn milk dog at that time, fat and round, and the head was even more round, which was quite similar to that bowl.

Hou Jingjing hurriedly took the dog's head bowl, drank it with both hands, drank it and thanked him for returning the bowl to Ah Li, and randomly urged Yang Jian: "Where's the weapon, Shenjun?"

"Why are you in a hurry, isn't it good to play with your brothers and sisters?"

Hou Jingjing said helplessly: "I told Wukong that I would go back to Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, but now I haven't gone back after a day, I'm afraid that he won't find it when he goes back." ”

Yang Jian lightly lifted his upper eyelids, and his eyebrows were slightly raised: "You really have him in your heart." ”

Alai, who was yawning, suddenly paused, as if he had swallowed a fly suddenly, and stopped halfway with a stunned face, and glanced at Yang Jian strangely.

Hou Jingjing told herself not to think too much: "What I promised, I will naturally do it." Otherwise, wouldn't it be too unreliable? ”

Yang Jian nodded: "Don't worry, I will send someone to report to your master in the morning, saying that you will stay in the Divine Monarch Hall for a while." If Sun Wukong goes back to look for you, he will naturally know that you are here, so he will come to look for you. ”

"Oh. ”

Hou Jingjing was suddenly relieved, clapped her hands and pursed her lips and called the dogs back, and wanted to throw the ball in one of her mouths, so that the dogs ran out a little in the direction of her throwing the ball only to find that there was no, and then "Ha Ha Ha" wagged her tail and ran back to stare at the ball in her hand, waiting for her to throw it again.

"Let's go!" she grinned and threw the ball out.

Yang Jian's gaze kept falling on Hou Jingjing, and he naturally noticed her subtle changes, a pair of sword eyebrows frowned slightly, but his eyebrows quickly revealed a smile: "Alai, let someone bring all the weapons prepared for her." ”

Hou Jingjing hurriedly turned around excitedly.

Alai hurriedly agreed to order a few little fairy children, and after a while, someone came up with a sword, a soft whip and a long stick, Yang Jian got up and introduced them one by one: "You are a fairy, in fact, it is more suitable for swords and soft whips - you look at the soft whip, the name is 'hidden kite', and you can not only improve your cultivation if you take it with you for a long time, but also take it as a snake and make a stick ......"

He started to dance, the hidden kite is really full of aura, soft or hard, long or short, it just so happened that Hou Jingjing used a stick in the past, and it was very easy to use.

"This soft whip was intercepted when I subdued the Wing King," Yang Jian handed the soft whip to Hou Jingjing, "'kite' means a sacred bird, and 'hidden' means rare and unique artifact." ”

Hou Jingjing took it and took a closer look, and saw that the soft whip handle was soft to the touch, as if it was made of some precious animal skin, and the whip body was a bit like the skin on the talons of the Aotian Eagle, and the section by section faintly revealed a black metallic luster.

Alai also added on the side: "I heard that at that time, the Wing King used this hidden kite to capture the unparalleled in the world, seal his throat with blood, and have the ability to absorb the opponent's aura." In the future, once I recognize you as the Lord, it will definitely help your cultivation. ”

Yang Jian saw that Hou Jingjing didn't speak, and picked up the sword next to him and danced a few times: "I see that when you don't have weapons, you always have a sword of the spirit, thinking that you may love swords, so I prepared this 'humble shadow' for you." It is not as practical as the hidden kite, and the function of killing enemies and assisting in cultivation is poor, but it has the fragrance of a healer, which ensures that you have enough energy and less injuries in battle, and you will not die if you are injured. ”

Can I sign up for this?

Hou Jingjing hurriedly took the clumsy shadow again.