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Chapter 391 The Art of Creating Animals(2/2)

After the furnace, the warrior's path changed from qi and blood to spirit, but he had never seen him like that old woman, and suspected of detecting the existence of his own refining ingredients.

He couldn't help but be careful.

However, after some inspection, except for the trend of Qin Si's internal breath changing towards true qi, no abnormality was found.

Then I breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as the two of them confirmed their feelings, they were shy and close to each other, and when they chatted, they talked a lot more.

However, Qin Si was not in good spirits. She was stimulated in her dreams. After a while after dinner, she became a little sleepy.

Yang Yu held her palm and watched her fall asleep, and he felt at peace.

During his two lives, he was always wary of others and was alienated from others. In recent years, he actually had few friends.

Now, besides the old man and mother-in-law, he has someone to worry about in his heart.

This feeling is unfamiliar, but it is also reassuring.

“Good sleep.”

Putting her scattered hair together, Yang Yu smiled, held her hand, and fell asleep with her clothes on her.

During this sleep, Yang Yu slept very peacefully, without dreams all night, and slept until dawn.

When he woke up, Qin Si was returning with breakfast.

But it was no longer a man's outfit yesterday, but instead of wearing a plain skirt, she didn't wear any makeup, but she was still so beautiful that she was so beautiful that she was tied up with a hairpin.

This is dressed up for a woman.

"Brother Yang, are you awake?"

Qin Si was a little shy and her ears were red, but she still walked over, put down her breakfast, brought water, and watched him wash.

Zhao Kun squatted at the door, feeling a little relieved, but also felt uncomfortable.

Looking at the grown-up niece, she became a wife like this?

"There is no red tape for the children of the world, but, but you can't have nothing, right?"

Zhao Kun couldn't help but mutter.

"After this matter, I will take you home to meet your mother-in-law and the old man."

Yu Yang's mentality changed quickly.

He has rules and bottom lines, but he doesn't like to drag it out.

"Listen to you."

Qin Si lowered her head shyly, as beautiful as peaches and plums.

Zhao Kun couldn't help but interrupt:

"I'd better think about how to deal with Uncle Master! After Uncle Master sent Duan Qilong, I'm afraid he'll come and kill you kid as soon as possible!"

"Where is Daoren Lin."

Yang Yu frowned slightly, and he recovered as usual in a flash. He took out the human skin scroll that had long been dispersed and handed it to Zhao Kun:

"You give this thing to your uncle. Compared to me, the whereabouts of your ancestor must be worthy of his concern!"

"The whereabouts of the ancestors?!"

Hearing this, Zhao Kun jumped up and took the man's scroll back and forth with a look of surprise, but did not notice anything unusual.

The look at Yang Yu was full of suspicion.

Qin Si started to explain to him, and also talked about what he saw in his dream yesterday, which made Zhao Kun's eyes burst into tears and his hands and feet tremble.

"you say……"

A faint sound came from outside the window. Prison Yang looked back alertly. From the window that was blown open by the wind, a person could be seen standing on the eaves from afar.

The sound is filled with a colder wave than the mid-winter:
Chapter completed!
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