Ji Shiyan was in a panic. He didn't want to be nameless and without any status...
The little figure did not hesitate at all. He directly grasped the hilt of the sword and held it in his hand to admire it carefully.
[Yirou...I...you...]
The little man was still stroking it gently, admiring his transformed spirit sword. [Don't! !]
Until the spirit sword shook wildly and struggled violently, the small human figure finally let him go, retreated, took away his golden bead, and left him a bigger one.
It seemed that when she touched his spirit platform, she felt less uncomfortable.
The spiritual consciousness could not hear anything at that time, and only felt the closeness to him.
Ji Shiyan, who was sitting cross-legged beside her, noticed the changes in himself. His first reaction was shame. He wanted to teleport away!
[Don't go.] He just gathered a little spiritual power when Li Yirou dispersed it and stopped him from getting up. [It's okay, I'll help you clean it up.]
She! Is! Saying! What!
The red at the corners of Ji Shiyan's eyes hadn't faded yet, and he felt completely ashamed...
He didn't want it anyway because he had no face! Ji Shiyan gave up and leaned over to kiss her.
However, her cultivation was too strong. In just one blow, he was hit in the Dantian by the explosive spiritual power, and turned into his original form and fell into a deep sleep. His body automatically refined the Yuan Yin that contained divine power.
The refining was basically completed, but more than a month had passed. He regained his human form and floated alone on her cloud-shaped spiritual weapon.
His shirt was still open and his pants were missing. He covered his eyes, as if he was too impulsive.
My author asked why it can't be published?! Thanks for the gift, Bao! 】
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