Who said my wife is a monster?

Chapter 153 Sister and brother meet again

The dense moist feeling made Yang Shifei wake up slowly.

He originally thought it was Yue Rui who got into bed again and secretly sucked the cat stick.

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

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Yang Shifei regained consciousness and turned to look to the left.

Jasmine also slept peacefully, hugging his arm tightly.

Yang Shifei gradually widened his eyes.

its not right.

Both women were asleep. Where did the hot and wet feeling on his right hand come from?

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This was a horrifying scene that made Yang Shifei's scalp numb immediately, and he almost turned over and sat up.

After a while, the force of the magic knife's entanglement gradually became lighter, and the flesh and blood of the broken knife that spread across the entire right arm began to be recovered.

Yang Shifei thought calmly for a moment and asked tentatively: "Do you still want to be absorbed in my filth?"

But as soon as he touched it, several fragments unfolded, and the flesh and blood spilled out and wrapped around his fingertips, and he began to suck gently.

However, he barely maintained a trace of calmness.

Yang Shifei understood clearly and tried to absorb the cold air again.

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

The feeling in his arms is still there, and his whole body is normal, with no signs of injury.

Yang Shifei looked strange. I didn't expect this knife to be so weird. Is this really a 'knife'?

Is it that the hundreds of years that it was sealed in the Dragon Tomb caused this sword to become like this under the corrosion of filth, or is it that

Is that how it is?

The demon knife's flesh and blood trembled like a spasm, the red light flashed rapidly, and strands of mucus continued to drip down.

Until it was wrapped by the black blade, no trace of the alien could be seen.

Sizzle.

The flesh and blood of the broken knife wrapped around the arm squirmed slightly, as if in response.

Under Yang Shifei's surprised gaze, these fragments were pieced together back to the original shape of the long knife, and all the shocking scarlet flesh was retracted into the knife.

The real magic knife fell back onto the bed, only red light flickering in the crack.

And these blade fragments and strange red lights are very familiar, like

"Real magic sword?"

This is not a weapon, it is clearly a sword-shaped demon!

He quickly raised his right hand, and was shocked to see that the entire right arm was wrapped in dense black knife fragments. Scarlet flesh and blood could be vaguely seen lingering and squirming, and the red light flickered.

The flesh and blood tightened slightly.

Although he was surprised by the magic sword itself, he had seen many weird monsters and finally felt a little mentally prepared.

He endured the discomfort of the cold air entering his body, and tried to explore with his fingers. He could feel that the flesh and blood were as soft and tender as living things, and they were still beating slightly.

His expression became more subtle.

Why is it so inexplicably astringent?

"Still want to absorb the filth?"

This time, the True Demonic Sword only silently retracted the flesh and blood, and then squirmed close to the arm, as if to express its meekness.

Yang Shifei's eyes flashed.

Bai Tian may have underestimated the spirituality of this knife.

But what to do with this knife?

Frightened by this, Yang Shifei stayed up all night.

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

Until it got slightly brighter, Jasmine yawned and woke up:

"Husband. Huh?"

She looked at half of the bedding soaked and felt a little confused: "Did it rain last night?"

Yang Shifei had a strange look on his face. He held the real magic knife and explained the whole story.

Jasmine was stunned for a while after hearing this.

"So strange?"

"But it seems to be sleeping now."

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

Jasmine frowned: "Is this knife really not dangerous?"

It suddenly becomes entangled after nightfall. If you accidentally scratch it, wouldn’t it be

"That's not bad." Yang Shifei sneered twice: "The outside of the blade is very sharp, but the inside is surprisingly soft and soft, and it's quite comfortable to suck on."

Jasmine: "."

She took Yang Shifei's right arm and took a closer look, muttering: "My husband is really not hurt?"

"Last night he just pestered me to suck filth. Other than that, he didn't do anything special." "I'll help you keep an eye on me before we get to Mingyou Villa."

Jasmine stared at the real magic knife again, muttering in her heart.

From my husband's description, it seems that she is similar to Xiaorui, a clingy cat.

A few days later, inside Mingyou Villa.

After nearly a month of renovation and renovation, both the inside and outside of the villa have been carefully transformed, making it completely different from the original one.

Although there was no help from the earthly fire in Tianlu Mountain, with the completion of several smelting rooms, everyone in Bingtan also opened the furnace smoothly without being affected too much.

Now there are hundreds of people working together in Mingyou Mountain, which is in full swing. There are also several groups of people in the villa smelting weapons and rushing to send them to Liang Guojun.

Ding--

Crisp sounds were constantly coming from the sect master's smelting room.

The fire was filled with heat and smoke, and an enchanting figure stood beside the felt platform, swaying a hammer and pounding the red sword embryo.

Ding, ding, ding——

The flames of the sword embryo burst out, slightly illuminating the dark room.

It was vaguely visible that the enchanting woman's clothes had faded, revealing her eye-popping and exaggerated curves. Every time she hammered the iron, the big hibiscus that was barely held by the obscene clothes would shudder and tremble.

Sweat dripped slightly, and the plump and toned body was even more perfectly illuminated by the firelight. The body was taut and beautiful like streamlines, as if it were cast by iron and fire.

After waiting for a while, Qiu Buhuan put the sword embryo into the machine water tank and sent it to other smelting rooms, where it was quenched by the elders and fired.

"call--"

The young woman's solemn expression softened slightly, and she casually untied her hairpin, letting her black hair fall loose, covering her voluptuous waist, buttocks and hips.

He was about to pour a glass of water to moisten his throat, but when he saw the mist rising, his eyes were slightly lost in thought, as if he was immersed in memories.

"——Oh, I'm thinking wildly again."

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

She held a cup and sipped hot water, like a young girl in love, paddling the toes of her shoes back and forth on the ground.

Although she hadn't seen her for more than half a month, the young woman's heart was filled with tenderness due to the accumulated experience, and her mind was filled with the image of her man.

"Running around, I don't know if I'll have enough food and clothing."

"Is the Youjinghua successful?"

"When will I come back?"

When Qiu Buhuan saw the letter on the table, his shyness gradually faded away, and instead he became a little worried.

Thousand Blades Weapon Pond now has a close relationship with the Luo Mansion, and they also received information today——

"The two kingdoms of Chen and Xu are becoming more and more chaotic. Is the Jiuhuan Mountain area still safe?"

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

Even though she knew it was unnecessary to worry, she couldn't help but worry about her, and now she was even more impulsive.

otherwise.

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

Qiu Buhuan knew that this move was too ridiculous, but he was always worried about gain and loss.

Click!

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

"Who is admitted to the hospital!"

The place she was in was the sect leader's courtyard, and no one else was allowed to enter. Moreover, the courtyard door is closed by a special iron lock with only two keys.

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

But Granny Song would not open the door to disturb her. Could it be that a thief stole the key and broke into this hospital?

Thinking of this, Qiu Buhuan's eyes turned slightly cold, he tightened his chest, and quickly walked out of the smelting room, his right fist clenched loudly——

"Eh?"

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

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

"So, the little thief is you?"

"Huh? Am I a thief?"

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

"Brother right or wrong!"

The gloom on the young woman's face disappeared, and she hugged him tightly.

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

Qiu Buhuan smiled happily, and hugged her a little tighter. He was so happy that he even crossed his legs mischievously.

"Sister, I miss you so much~"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

(End of this chapter)