Chapter 221 Jiang Yao
Jiang Yao curled the corners of her mouth and said, "Forget it, don't bother with that man. Now he is her financial sponsor, and she has to please him."
Besides, the fish were all exchanged by my son, so there is nothing to worry about.
Next is the time to eat fish in silence.
Jiang Yao still ate very unmanneredly. Bai Yin wanted to remind her several times that there was not only Shanglu's obsessive-compulsive disorder here, but also a bigger one, and that one was very unreasonable.
But it seems that these two people with obsessive-compulsive disorder are particularly tolerant of Jiang Yao.
Could it be that Su Qianji's obsessive-compulsive disorder is not that serious?
Baiyin challenged himself by poking a piece of fish on his board.
The next moment, the fish returned to its original state, and the man next to her said in a voice that only she could hear: "Want to die?"
Baiyin: “.”
This night was long yet short. It began with Shanglu's yawn and ended with his noise.
"Good morning, mother."
The chubby little ball nestled into Jiang Yao's arms early in the morning, saying in a baby voice, "Mommy, don't sleep in. It's time to get up. The baby is up."
Jiang Yao was sleeping soundly. When he opened his eyes slightly, he saw a chubby face.
He hugged the little boy and kissed him on the cheek: "My son, my little white treasure."
"My mother."
Baiyin also woke up and walked over to look at the mother and child hugging each other with pleading eyes: "Little Baibao, auntie wants a hug too."
Shang Lu waited for Jiang Yao to release his hand before he opened his arms towards Bai Yin: "Good morning, Aunt Bai Yin."
Bai Yin took the child with a smile: "Jiang Yao, I will hold little Baibao later."
"ah?"
Jiang Yao exclaimed in surprise before realizing that Baiyin meant that he should hold Shanglu while flying with the sword.
This was her first time taking such a high-tech mode of transportation, and she found it extremely novel.
"God of War, is this sword yours?"
"Um."
"Then can this sword withstand so many of us?"
"Can."
"How much of an overload is this sword?"
Suqianji: "."
"If it's overloaded, will it fall down while flying?"
Suqianji: "."
"Or will the flight speed be slower if it's overloaded?"
"Jiang Yao." The man suddenly shouted.
Jiang Yao forgot to respond.
In her memory, only one man had ever called her like that, with a hint of anger and helplessness.
——Jiang Yao.
Her heart ached suddenly, and the memories that surged from the depths of her memory were overwhelming, as if to drown her.
"How fast it flies and how many people it can carry depends on the person flying the sword, not on the sword itself."
After Su Qianji finished explaining, he heard no response. He looked down, but only saw the girl's black hair and smooth forehead.
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Yao smiled and said, "Oh, I see. This is my first time seeing this and I found it quite novel, so I asked a few more questions. I hope the God of War won't mind me."
Su Qianji frowned, always feeling that her smile was too forced. Her fox eyes were full of sadness, which made him feel depressed.
"Let's go, Xiaobaibao, let's go."
With Baiyin's arrival, the silent embarrassment ended.
Su Qianji stood at the tip of the sword, behind him was Baiyin holding Shanglu, and at the back was Yuejian.
The only ones who had never flown a sword were Jiang Yao and Shang Lu.
But Shang Lu was much calmer. He glanced at the sword and said in a soft voice with a hint of dissatisfaction: "I want to practice flying the sword in the future, and then take my mother out to play."
Baiyin looked at him and smiled: "When our little Baibao grows up, he will be able to do more than just wield a sword. Don't forget to take your aunt out to play with you when the time comes."
"Okay, add auntie."
Yue Jian also didn't want to be left behind: "Shanglu, there's me, there's me, I want to come too."
"Yes, and Yue Jian needs to be brought along."
Su Qianji groaned and said, "Stand firm."
Then he used his fingers to mobilize spiritual power, and the sword slowly rose into the air, getting higher and higher, moving at an extremely fast speed.
Jiang Yao hugged Bai Yin's waist.
Shang Lu patted her head with his little hand: "Don't be afraid, Mommy. I'm here. I'll protect you."
Jiang Yao's face turned pale, and she forced a smile: "Mom, I'm not afraid."
"But mother, you are shaking." Shang Lu felt very distressed.
As soon as these words were spoken, the man in front frowned slightly, his spiritual power gradually weakened, and his movements became much slower.
"Jiang Yao, don't you have spiritual power? Have you never flown a sword before?"
"My spiritual power is the same as having it or not."
As a modern person, she has received modern education. How could she remember something like turning eggs into eggs? So she carries whatever she needs with her. She is not like Su Qianji, who can make something happen with just a wave of his hand.
"How could that be? I see that your spiritual power is quite pure. This is not something that ordinary people can have."
You should know that the path of cultivation is extremely difficult. Many people cannot reach a higher level until they die, so they want to go astray, which ultimately leads to their spiritual power being less pure.
But Jiang Yao's spiritual power is different. Although she doesn't feel much, she always feels that her spiritual power is clean and clear, just like her.
Jiang Yao smiled awkwardly: "Actually, I'm not very good at using spiritual power."
"You don't know how to use it? What's the big deal? I'll teach you later."
"May I?"
"I, Baiyin, never lie."
"Will that be difficult? Will I need to run or something?"
"Why do all that? Aren't they just mantras and ways to mobilize spiritual power?"
Jiang Yao's eyes sparkled: "That's good, that's good."
When she first followed Zhao Qixue to practice, she was exhausted. It was really great that she didn't have to exercise anymore.
After her sword-flying speed slowed down, she was not so scared anymore. She carefully looked down and saw continuous mountains under her feet, some black and some green. They were hard to see clearly as she passed by them quickly, but they had a different kind of beauty.
"Little White Treasure, look down there."
Shang Lu looked down and said, "Mother, what are you looking at?"
"There are red mountains over there." Jiang Yao pointed into the distance.
"Really, mother, it looks like it's been dyed."
"That's the Moon Pond. The spiritual energy there is quite abundant and chaotic. The trees in the mountains have gradually turned red over the years." Baiyin explained to them.
Jiang Yao's eyes lit up, and she looked at Shang Lu and said, "Little Baibao, mother will take you to this place to play next time."
"Okay, okay, let's go to Moon Pond."
There was laughter and joy all the way, and it was already noon when we arrived at the holy city.
Shang Lu was so hungry that he had no strength left. He held Jiang Yao's hand and looked a little wilted.
"Mother, when will we have food?"
They had just entered the city gate, and it seemed that Su Qianji and Baiyin were very busy. She was too embarrassed to ask to go eat. She was about to tell Shang Lu to be patient when she heard the voice of the man in front of her.
"Let's go eat first."
Baiyin was stunned: "Isn't the God of War a fasting god?"
Su Qianji gave her a cold look.
"I'm the one who talks too much, I'm the one who talks too much."
The group found a restaurant. While they were waiting for their meal, a man came and whispered a few words into Baiyin's ear. Then she left in a hurry without even saying goodbye to Xiao Baibao.
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