Son-in-law, your wife ran away again

This man is really loud.

Mu Yan thought.

Not only that, but he is very persistent and really rude!

The moment she saw Ling Shaoqing break into her room, she almost threw a golden needle out.

Fortunately, she saw who was coming.

How could he just break into her room like this?

This is so rude.

The more she thought about it, the more unhappy Mu Yan became. She really didn't like Ling Shaoqing very much.

but……

Wan Muyan looked down, and weighed the exquisite little sleeve arrow in her hand.

It is indeed made of black iron, and it really has some weight.

Wan Muyan picked up the sleeve arrow and began to fiddle with the sleeve arrow. The bayonet at the gear was indeed the size of her gold and silver needles.

Anyway, Ling Shaoqing said that this thing was tailor-made for her.

Probably no one will use it.

Don't be in vain.

Wan Muyan put the sleeve arrow in her pocket, and then closed the doors and windows that were wide open.

Early in the morning of the second day, a blue figure shuttled through the emerald green forest.

The girl is thin and small, with a beautiful face and a pair of big eyes looking around for something.

After walking in the forest for half a day, Dusk Smoke stopped.

She glanced around.

Just a forest, empty of people.

Just in time, practice the sleeve arrow for her.

Wan Muyan took out the sleeve arrows she was carrying in her pocket, and then put a few silver needles on the quiver, the buckles really fit well.

She calmed down and silently felt all the changes around her.

Soon, she turned around quickly, and pointed the sleeve arrow in her hand behind her.

With a bang, the silver needle flew out quickly.

I saw that silvery-white light quickly piercing through the fallen leaf behind Mu Yan.

The fallen leaves instantly lost the direction of where they fell, and were firmly nailed to the stake by the silver needles.

Wan Muyan laughed, and the girl's eyes widened with surprise.

It seems that the power of this silver needle is much stronger.

Wan Muyan looked at the sleeve arrow in her hand.

She could clearly feel that the spring in the sleeve arrow was very powerful.

She only needs to lightly put the silver needle on, once it is released, the elasticity will be extremely huge.

If she relied on her previous empty-handed moves, it would definitely consume a lot of spiritual power, and the power might not necessarily match this small device.

The more she thought about it, the more Mu Yan felt that Ling Shaoqing really understood her thoughts.

"It's really good." She couldn't help but praise.

Wan Muyan held the small quiver in her hand, recalling Ling Shaoqing's words again.

Had he really come to make friends with her in all sincerity?

Is it worth the effort?
Wan Muyan was a little puzzled, she continued to fiddle with the sleeve arrow in her hand, only to hear a click, and the small quiver suddenly split into two halves.

Wan Muyan looked at the quiver in her hand in surprise.

After the quiver was divided into two halves, two bayonets suddenly appeared, which meant that she could fire three needles at once.

Wan Muyan smiled, and then put on all the silver needles in her hand.

She raised her quiver and shot straight at the tree.

With three beeps, three silver needles flew out.

Soon, Mu Yan heard the sound of something rolling down from the top of the tree again.

Mu Yan squinted her eyes, staring at the top of the tree.

Soon, two rose-red fruits fell from the sky, and Mu Yan stretched out her hand to catch one of them, then turned over and quickly took the other fruit

"It's pretty good."

She took a bite of the sweet fruit and said with satisfaction.