He remembered that he had such a thing in his inner treasury, but he had given the key to Liyue a long time ago and let Liyue manage it. How come he never knew that Tiansi Silk could be used in this way.
Staring blankly at the heavenly silk thread that was as thin as silk but so pliable that even a sharp sword could cut it endlessly, Xuanyuan Che slowly and tightly held Liu Yue's little hand.
A touch of warm tenderness slowly appeared in his eyes, and Xuanyuan Che whispered: "You idiot."
The low scolding sound was filled with incomparable deep friendship.
Liuyue grabbed the sword with one hand and Xuanyuan Che below with the other, and just dropped it out of thin air. She turned to look at Xuanyuan Che who was looking up at her, and said seriously for the first time: "I'm not an idiot, I'm just
I know that happiness must be fought for by myself. Since it is my happiness, I will never let it slip away from my hands. No one can snatch it away, not even the God of Death."
She said that she held Xuanyuan Che's hand tighter and tighter. She had never received such affection in her previous life. Now that she has it in this life, she will never let go.
After hearing this, Xuanyuan Che looked at Liu Yue with a determined look on her face, her small face exuding incomparable persistence and determination.
At that moment, he couldn't help but laugh softly, and still whispered: "You little fool."
Liu Yue did not refute Xuanyuan Che this time, but just glared at Xuanyuan Che, but her eyes were so firm.
Waves in the air, looking at each other.
I am reflected in you, and you are reflected in me.
Apart from each other, there is no room for anything else.
The mountain wind blew by, blowing up the clothes of the two of them, one dark red, the other emerald blue, ethereal.
Both hands clenched at the same time, Liu Yue and Xuanyuan Che smiled at the same time, and the light in their eyes could compete with the sun and the moon.
Missing her eyes, Liu Yue looked down at Xuanyuan Che.
There is still a very high distance, and her sky silk is not enough.
In modern times, there are advanced escape weapons made of alloys, but the silkworm silk that was made here is not long enough and cannot be used as desired.
"Give me the sword." Just as he was thinking this, Xuanyuan Che suddenly said, raising his hand.
Liuyue looked at the black color on her palm and couldn't help but her face darkened, but she didn't say much. Her fingers immediately relaxed, and Xuanyuan Che's soft sword immediately fell towards Xuanyuan Che below.
Grabbing the soft sword, Xuanyuan Che struck back with his sword, but when he saw the long sword inserted into the cliff like slices of tofu, Xuanyuan Che clasped the sword on the mountain wall. Liu Yue suddenly felt that the pulling force on her body was loosened.