The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

  Chapter 90 Let me hug for a while

"This, this is..." Bei Tinghuang's eyes burst into a hot light, staring at the sword. The blade can be rigid or flexible, and can be changed at will with her thoughts. She raised her head to look at Yan Ye, her eyes reflected The sky is full of stars, extremely bright, "Ye, is this a spiritual weapon? Have you combined two swords into one?"

"Yeah!" Seeing Bei Tinghuang's love so much, the baby looks like something, Yan Ye is also very happy, there is nothing that makes him happier than giving her something she likes, he raised his hand and stroked Bei Tinghuang's head, "You try to look at the attributes of other gears."

   Looking as if offering treasures to please, Qiongqi and the others who were guarding the side were so shocked that they almost fell from the tree. Where is His Royal Highness Ye Wang's aloofness? How about rejecting people thousands of miles away? Where did it all go?

It was only then that Bei Tinghuang discovered that there were three gears on the start switch of the sword body. The leftmost gear was in the state of a normal short blade, and the middle gear was transformed into a soft sword. In addition, there were third gear.

"A high-grade spiritual weapon?" Bei Tinghuang couldn't help being surprised. She didn't expect Yan Ye to be so quick-witted, and after a casual calcination, a high-grade spiritual weapon was produced. The high-grade spiritual weapon is also priceless on the road. The Shangzhi Auction House is able to auction off one spiritual weapon every year, and it is also because everyone has robbed their heads, and even if they exhaust their family resources, they may not be able to get it.

Bei Tinghuang's staring and surprised expression pleased Yanye more and more. Of course he would try his best to give her something, but what he would prefer to see was that Bei Tinghuang would like any gift he gave. Huang pulled and sat beside him, leaning on him, "It's just a high-grade spiritual weapon. The name, let's call it Qingxue! Another attribute is invisibility. Your strength is not strong yet. I have to consider I dare not refine the sword too high because of the consequences of my crime. When your strength improves, I will give you a better one."

   What's better? Holy spirit weapon? Divine weapon? Bei Tinghuang can tell that Yanye's flames are very domineering, and her level of refining weapons should be very high. She doesn't have any skills yet, but one day, she will personally refine the best weapons for herself. Promise to Yanye, and it seems to be urging himself, "I will become very strong, and I will give you the best in the future!"

  Bei Tinghuang's natal flame is the nine-color Nirvana Fire. Of course she has the qualifications to become a craftsman. Yan Ye is a little speechless. Isn't it good for this little guy to rely on him once in a while? But what he likes is her temperament, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you to give me the best!"

  A ray of morning light illuminates the earth. Unexpectedly, the sky dawned so soon. Seeing Yan Ye standing up, Bei Tinghuang was a little bit reluctant. She tied the soft sword around her waist, which looked like an ordinary black belt. The color blended into the black robe, and she couldn't tell it was a deadly weapon at all. Taking a step forward, the light in Bei Tinghuang's dark eyes dimmed, "Are you leaving?"

Yan Ye raised his hand to stroke her head. He did this action very naturally, as if he had thought about it for many years and done it many times, "I have something to deal with. You must pay attention to safety when you go to Longlingguo. I will let the poor Chi follows you!"

   "No, don't!" Bei Tinghuang resolutely shook her head, glanced in the direction of Qiongqi, and explained, "I won't get used to it!"

  She is used to being alone, free and comfortable, and doesn't want to be bound by anything.

  Of course Yan Ye understood her, took a deep breath, her throat rolled, even though she was worried, she still obeyed her, "Then you promise me, you must be good!"

   "Okay!" Bei Tinghuang raised her head, as promised, "I promise you!"

The wind blows, raising Yanye's silver hair. He clasped his hands, but still lifted them up, and hugged Bei Tinghuang in his arms. Feeling her whole body stiff and tense, wanting to struggle, he closed his eyes, praying. He said in a calm tone, "Let me hug you for a while, just for a while!"

  (end of this chapter)