90 Let Me Hug You For A While
âThis, this isâ¦â Beiting Huangâs eyes lit up as she stared at the sword. The sword could be hard or soft, and it could change at will. She raised her head and looked at Yan Ye. Her eyes seemed to reflect the stars in the sky, and they were extremely dazzling. âYe, is this a spiritual weapon? You fused the two swords into one?â
âYes!â Yan Ye was also very happy to see how much Beiting Huang loved it. There was nothing that made him happier than giving her something she liked. He raised his hand and stroked Beiting Huangâs head. âTry looking at the other attributes.â
Qiong Qi and the others, who were guarding the side, were so shocked that they almost fell from the tree. Where was His Highness the Night Kingâs aloofness? Where was his aloofness? Where was it?
Only then did Beiting Huang realize that there were a total of three switches on the sword. The one on the left was in the form of an ordinary short blade, and the one in the middle was in the form of a flexible sword. In addition, there was a third switch.
âA high-grade spiritual weapon?â Beiting Huang couldnât help but be surprised. She didnât expect Yan Ye to be able to create a high-grade spiritual weapon in such a short period of time. High-grade spiritual weapons were priceless on the main road. The auction house of the Merchantâs Auction House would auction a spiritual weapon every year. It was something that everyone fought tooth and nail to obtain.
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The look of surprise on Beiting Huangâs face pleased Yan Ye even more. Of course, he would put in a lot of effort to give her something. However, he was more willing to see Beiting Huang liking a gift from him. He pulled Beiting Huang to sit beside him and leaned against her. âItâs just a high-grade spiritual weapon. As for its name, letâs call it White Snow! Thereâs another attribute, Invisibility. Your strength is not strong yet. I have to consider the consequences of having a treasure and not dare to refine the sword too high. When your strength increases, Iâll give you a better one.â
What was better? Sacred Spiritual Weapons? Divine Spiritual Weapons? Beiting Huang could tell that Yan Yeâs flames were very domineering. His refining skills should be very high. She didnât have any skills yet, but one day, she would personally refine the best weapon for herself. She seemed to promise Yan Ye, but also seemed to be spurring herself on. âI will become very strong. In the future, I will give you the best!â
Beiting Huangâs natal flame was the Nine-Colored Nirvana Fire. Of course, she had the qualifications to become a refiner. Yan Ye was a little speechless. Wasnât it good for this little girl to rely on him occasionally? However, he liked her personality, so he nodded and said, âAlright, Iâll wait for you to give me the best!â
A ray of dawn lit up the ground. She didnât expect it to be dawn so soon. Seeing Yan Ye get up, Beiting Huang was a little reluctant. She tied the flexible sword to her waist. It was just like an ordinary black belt. The color blended with the black robe, making it impossible to tell that it was a weapon that could kill. She took a step forward, and the light in Beiting Huangâs dark eyes dimmed. âAre you leaving?â
Yan Ye raised his hand and stroked her head. He did this very naturally, as if he had thought about it for many years and done it many times. âI have something to deal with. You have to be careful when you go find the Dragon Spirit Fruit. Iâll get Qiong Qi to follow you!â
âNo, donât!â Beiting Huang shook her head firmly. She glanced in the direction of Qiong Qi and explained, âI wonât be used to it!â
She was used to being alone and free. She did not want to be tied down by anything.
Of course, Yan Ye understood her. He took a deep breath and swallowed. Even though he was worried, he still obeyed her. âThen promise me that youâll be fine!â
âAlright!â Beiting Huang raised her head and said, âI promise you!â
As the wind blew, his silver hair fluttered in the wind. He clenched his fists and raised them. He held Beiting Huang in his arms and felt her body stiffen. She wanted to struggle. He closed his eyes and pleaded, âLet me hug you for a while. Just a while!â