"What are you looking at? Look again and I'll blind you!"
Han Jian tried moving its blade, and upon discovering that Jiang Hanxi had not restricted its movements, it immediately flew into the sky and began to roar angrily.
"Ah? I...I'm sorry..."
Xu Chen, who was standing still staring at it, heard the angry rebuke and immediately lowered his head and apologized.
The cold sword flying in the sky was stunned for a moment, somewhat incredulous. How could this lewd sword be so...shy?
Shouldn't it become as worthless as its master?
"Han Sanshui, why don't you transform into human form and show yourself?"
At this moment, Wang Feng, who was standing to the side, looked at the cold sword flying in the sky and spoke, getting straight to the point.
Xu Chen, who was standing still with his head slightly lowered, raised his eyes with a look of anticipation when he heard Wang Feng's words.
"Um?"
Upon hearing Wang Feng's words, Han Jian, who was flying in the sky, was stunned. Han... who is San Shui?
The cold sword faced Wang Feng and found that this wretched thing was staring straight at it, as if it was calling out to... it?
Han San... no! Absolutely not!
The cold sword, suspended in mid-air, felt increasingly uneasy. This Han Sanshui... it just didn't feel right with it...
Are you... calling me?
Han Jian thought for a while, his mind went blank, and he simply asked Wang Feng.
"Otherwise what? Your name is Han... Waaah!"
Wang Feng was speaking when he suddenly felt a slightly cool hand cover his mouth.
Seeing this, Wang Feng glanced down and noticed that Jiang Hanxi's cheeks were a little puffy, which looked strangely cute.
In her left arm she was still holding the little dragon who was intently gnawing on fish, looking at him with a pitiful expression and gently shaking her head.
The fish meat on Jiang Hanxi's right hand was nowhere to be found.
Her bulging cheeks clearly indicated that she had quickly taken a bite of the fish, realized she couldn't finish it in one bite, and immediately put the rest away.
Jiang Hanxi covered Wang Feng's mouth and gently chewed the fish in her mouth, never expecting that her husband would directly call Han Jian by his name.
After all, Jiang Hanxi knew that Hanjian didn't like others knowing its name, so she was knowingly doing the wrong thing!
If I had known... I wouldn't have told my husband...
Jiang Hanxi swallowed the fish meat in her mouth in small sips, feeling a little regretful.
Once Han Jian finds out that she told her husband its name, he'll definitely start complaining to her again.
When she and Wang Feng first became a couple, Han Jian secretly talked about it to her a lot in the Divine Sea Space.
Although Jiang Hanxi completely ignored those who told them to break up.
But she still didn't like Han Jian's constant chatter.
However, Jiang Hanxi reacted quickly, covering Wang Feng's mouth to prevent him from saying what he was about to say.
But Han Jian wasn't stupid. He seemed to understand something immediately and flew around in the sky, howling.
"Master! You...you...you've forgotten the sword that's been with you for tens of thousands of years now that you have this thing?! Damn it!!"
Han Jian spoke to Jiang Hanxi in a huff and a huff, full of complaints, making Jiang Hanxi feel extremely guilty.
"He's... not that thing..."
Jiang Hanxi had already swallowed the meat she was eating. Seeing that Han Jian had noticed, she simply released Wang Feng's mouth with her right hand and gently retorted.
Cold Sword: ......
The cold sword had lost count of how many times it had been choked by Jiang Hanxi's words because of Wang Feng.
It was puzzled: why did its owner like this cheeky thing so much?
"Han Miao..."
At this moment, Xu Chen, who was standing to the side, stared blankly at the cold sword in mid-air and shouted, as if he had lost his mind.
"You, you, you...you're not allowed to call me that!"
Upon hearing Xu Chen's cold, icy voice, Han Jian flew towards Xu Chen as if his fur had been bristled.
Xu Chen stood still, startled as he watched the cold sword flying rapidly toward him.
It should be able to withstand this attack, and then we can take the opportunity to touch it...
The next second, Xu Chen silently thought to himself, slowly opened his arms, assuming an embracing posture, his eyes also carrying an imperceptible excitement.
Han Jian flew in mid-air, looking at Xu Chen's inexplicably excited expression of "come and stab me!" and suddenly slammed on the brakes.
"You, you, you're a pervert!"
The tip of the cold sword was only about 0.1 centimeters away from Xu Chen's chest. Seeing that he really didn't dodge, the sword cursed angrily.
"no......"
Xu Chen, with a small tuft of yellow hair on his forehead, blinked twice in response to Han Jian's scolding, feeling inexplicably ashamed.
This thing has such a strange and inexplicable temperament.
Han Jian hovered in mid-air, gazing at Xu Chen, silently reciting something in his heart. Then, he tried to retreat and fly back to Jiang Hanxi's side.
Little did it know that while it was pondering Xu Chen's strange temperament, Xu Chen had already quietly raised his right hand and gently stroked the blade of her sword with two fingers.
What are you doing!
Han Jian, whose sword tip was pointing at Xu Chen's sword, was visibly startled. He then quickly pulled back and shouted in shock.
"Let me touch...you."
Xu Chen seemed to realize that his words sounded a bit perverted, and unconsciously lowered his head, looking like an innocent young boy.
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