"What kind of place is this?" Xiaobao is a child at heart. When he saw this world, his eyes widened in surprise.
Murong Wan also looked around curiously, and saw that the surroundings were very bright, and night-glow pearls were placed everywhere. Some were as small as thumbs, some were as big as fists, and some were irregular in shape, placed not far away.
"Bao'er, there are many weapons around here, do you want to pick one?" Shangguan Liuyun's voice awakened Murong Wan's thoughts.
Murong Wan came back to her senses, nodded and replied: "Of course I want the good ones."
This place was hidden, underground in the underground river, and she didn't believe that Mo Shangqian could still find her.[
Maybe this time she can live peacefully here without having to worry about Mo Shangqian suddenly killing her one day.
Because of this, Murong Wan felt more at ease.
Under the leadership of Shangguan Liuyun, Murong Wan quickly saw all the weapons.
At first glance, it looked a bit confusing, and Murong Wan didn't even know where to start.
"Why don't you also pick a sword?" Xiaobao suggested at the side.
"It's better to pick a sword than a knife." Murong Wan casually picked up a delicate short knife. The blade was very thin, the blade was extremely sharp, it was very light, and it was very eye-catching.
Murong Wan waved it twice in the air, then grinned: "That's it!"
"But wouldn't it be inconvenient to let it fly?" Xiaobao reminded Murong Wan of this fact.
Murong Wan still doesn't know how to fly with a sword. It's not because she doesn't practice enough, but because she doesn't have a suitable weapon, so she usually flies with a sword. If it's this short sword, flying may be a little difficult.
Upon hearing this, Murong Wan felt that Xiaobao's words were reasonable, but she just fell in love with this short sword.
"It doesn't matter, that's it." Murong Wan said, suddenly waving the dagger in the air, and flying up. She didn't even need to practice to control the dagger. The position of the dagger was just right for her, not too much, not too much.
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Shangguan Liuyun watched Murong Wan's flower-like smile attentively from the side, and then recalled the round and pink little girl back then, and for a moment he had the illusion of going back in time.
It's because he couldn't fulfill some of the vows he made to her, and it's because he felt sorry for this little girl who once trusted him.
"Why is Xiaobao called Bao'er mother?" Shangguan Liuyun remembered the name he heard before and asked, breaking the silence.
Murong Wan glanced at Xiaobao, who replied casually: "I used to call her sister. When my sister grows up, it will be more appropriate to call her mother."
Shangguan Liuyun couldn't find anything wrong with Xiaobao's words for a moment, so he stopped talking.
At this time, Murong Wan walked up to Xiaobao and asked softly: "Do you want to pick out two more decent weapons?!"
"I'm not greedy. What I have is enough." Xiaobao grinned at Murong Wan.[
Murong Wan felt that this was reasonable, so he stopped asking and found a place to practice by himself.
She only waited for Mo Shangqian to leave and Shangguan Liuyun to leave again, so that she could practice quietly. After that, Shangguan Liuyun tried to talk to Murong Wan, but Murong Wan responded without a word and his attitude was indifferent.
"Are you still angry with me for what happened back then?" Shangguan Liuyun asked in a deep voice with a huge stone weighing on his heart.
