The system jumped to me

The song hasn't finished yet, but the music has fallen silent.

Xiangliu stopped singing, and when he looked up, he met Yingliu's sad and tearful eyes.

"Don't cry"

Yingliu released her hand that was holding down his piano, leaned over and threw herself into his arms, and the long piano disappeared into white mist.

"I don't want your proof. I don't want you to dig out my eyes and heart and spill blood all over the wilderness. I am happy just because you are here. You know I have you in my heart..."

Yingliu spoke in an urgent and trembling voice, ignoring her sobs.

Xiangliu hugged her tightly, an invisible barrier erected, and the silver snake tail couldn't wait to wrap around Xiangliu's body, as if he wanted to stuff his entire snake into his lover's body, never to be separated.

"I know, I know everything, so I am not afraid"

Xiangliu felt the warmth and soft sobs of the person in his arms, and a sour and numb warm current poured into his heart. He closed his eyes, and the warm tears slid down silently and sank into the fine black hair.

Yingliu came to her senses and complained in a soft voice

"Don't sing it anymore, I don't like it"

Before Xiangliu could speak, Yingliu started criticizing him again.

"It's all your fault for playing the piano so well and singing at the same time. I accidentally got into the drama. Hum - you have to make it up to me and give me a gift."

This was the first time Xiangliu felt that his nine heads were not enough. Wasn’t he changing the topic too quickly?

"Yes, that's it. Give me a random gift to calm me down."

Yingliu stretched out her fingers and poked Xiangliu's hard chest bit by bit. Her eyes were still red, but she raised her head and stared at Xiangliu without any hesitation, waiting for the gift.

In Xiangliu's opinion, this look is really cute, like a little snake with bared fangs and claws, looking forward to its prey today.

How could Xiangliu resist seeing such a lovely look? He flipped his wrist and a round silver-white ball appeared.

Ying Liu didn't expect that he actually had a gift prepared. She had originally wanted to persuade him to forget his promise, but now, how could he really have one? !

"Madam, do you still remember that before you gave birth, I went on a long trip and almost missed your time?"

Yingliu's thoughts were brought back to about ten years ago, when he said he had something to deal with, and he was gone for several months.

"Is this related to this little ball? Was it a gift prepared for me at that time?"

Xiang Liu nodded.

"Why didn't you give it to me earlier?"

"Because... because I..."

Hesitant to speak, feeling a little guilty, Ying Liu tensed up for a moment and said in deep thought:

"Explain carefully and get a lenient sentence"

Xiang Liu hesitated for a while, and finally spoke

"In addition to my identity as Fang Fengbei, I also have a deep connection with the Guifang clan. At that time, something happened in the Guifang clan and they needed my presence, so I went."

Although Yingliu had prepared herself mentally, she was still shocked. It would take several months to figure out what the relationship between Xiangliu and Guifang clan was.

"Ever since I picked out weapons at the weapon shop that day, I have been worrying about what kind of weapons to prepare for you. I didn't expect that I would get a secret method from Gui Fang by accident."

Yingliu suddenly felt uneasy and had a bad premonition.

"The secret method says that if you take a bone, add shark tendons, and blend it with the user's thoughts, and then use a unique refining technique, you can get a weapon that can be used by anyone and is extremely powerful."

Yingliu didn't care about the huge power. She anxiously used her spiritual power to explore Xiangliu's body. Finally, her hand stopped at his waist and abdomen.

Xiang Liu pulled down his hands and explained in a brisk tone.

"Don't worry, it doesn't hurt, it's just a rib, it will grow out long ago."

This nonchalant look made Yingliu feel distressed and helpless. She stammered for a long time, not knowing what to do.

"Forget it. If you don't feel bad for yourself, why should I be angry?"