"Young master, your hand is still there..." Bai Suzhen's face turned red: "I think you are an honest person!"

My hand is still there?

Pan Yang was stunned: Where is my hand?

Subconsciously grabbed a handful to prove his innocence, Bai Suzhen immediately collapsed into Pan Yang's arms with a moan, her delicate body trembled even more violently, and she glanced at Pan Yang with her little face and charming eyes: "Young Master is so bad..."

Who can withstand this?

...

The entrance of Shuanghuafang Lane of Jianqiao, Baifu.

On the huge Arhat bed, Bai Suzhen snuggled in Pan Yang's arms with a bird attached to her, her hair was scattered, and her eyes were filled with spring.

After the first inheritance of Yulu, even if he is a demon, it is very hard. But Bai Suzhen thought in her heart that Pan Yang was the good man she had been waiting for for thousands of years. When she looked at Pan Yang, there was tenderness and sweetness in her beautiful eyes, as if there was no other man in the world.

Pan Yang was a little confused: Will this develop a little too fast? Actually, I am not ready for that...

"My husband," Bai Suzhen carefully used a slender jade finger to draw circles on Pan Yang's developed pectoral muscles:

"I am already yours, you can't leave me..."

"Of course!" Pan Yang gently kissed Bai Suzhen's bright forehead: "I won't leave you behind!

"We're always together!"

Bai Suzhen smiled sweetly, but Pan Yang felt a little guilty: If Yuan Baoer knows, will she hit me?

Wait! Why did Yuan Baoer hit me?

...

It was already midnight when Pan Yang woke up in a sleep. Sure enough, the spring night was short and the day was high. From then on, the king would not go to court early.

No one can get up!

Pan Yang stretched out his big laziness. Although he had been busy all night, it was strange that he was refreshed and fierce!

“Buzz buzz…”

The White Snake Sword suddenly emitted a series of sword sounds, as if Bai Suzhen was greeting Pan Yang who had gotten up.

Pan Yang smiled and touched it from beginning to end, and the White Snake Sword was lying there as satisfied as a sword.

Pan Yang understood, no wonder the swordsmen used to stay away from their swords. It turns out that there are such unspoken rules!

After washing up, Pan Yang brought the White Snake Sword home. The daytime cannot be wasted, so he has to learn to be a talisman.

Strangely, after arriving at the Old Pan family, the White Snake Sword became honest and played the role of the sword safely.

In this way, Pan Yang can concentrate on learning the Five Thunder Boom Talisman with his father, and learn it all day long.

And the White Snake Sword is always with you, quietly accompanying you.

After dinner, Pan Yang picked up the White Snake Sword and wanted to leave. His mother couldn't help asking him: "Yangyang, do you like Tai Chi?"

Pan Yang looked at the White Snake Sword: "Yes, I'm learning Tai Chi Sword!"

"Okay! Practicing Tai Chi is very tough. You are just too anxious. Practicing Tai Chi is good!" My mother said a lot of things that are not needed, and then she hugged the fat rabbit and came to Pan Yang with a smile and tested:

"Yangyang, how are you and Baoer?"

Pan Yang was stunned: "What's going on?"

"You two are fooling around all day long, so you have no idea?" One day my mother was forced by a matchmaker. After pulling Yuan Baoer out to the tank, she suddenly felt that the two were quite suitable. First, they knew the truth, secondly, they were a good match, thirdly, two were young, fourthly, like the same smell, fifth... Isn't this enough?

"Mom, what are you thinking? Yuanbao and I are buddies!" Pan Yang laughed and left with the White Snake Sword.

"Baoer is such a beautiful girl, do you treat her as a buddy?" My mother was so angry that she beat her chest and stamped her feet with Pan Jinsuo:

"I gave birth to a stick!"

Pan Jinsuo thought: "Why are you anxious? They are still young, and some of them are in love over time!"

Mom: "But what if someone else intercepts it? Since ancient times, childhood sweethearts cannot beat the sky!

"It's hard to find a daughter-in-law as suitable as Baoer!"

Pan Jinsuo: "..."

...

"My mom is thinking all day long, how can Yuanbao and me be able to?" Pan Yang walked out of the house and shook his head to himself. If he was really with Yuan Baoer, wouldn't the family be in chaos every day?

Even if I eat dog food, I will die of death. If I jump from here, I will not be able to get married with Baoer!

As night fell, lights were on, Pan Yang walked on the street and saw that there was no one around, so he couldn't help but try the flying sword!

"Swish--"

The White Snake Sword and Pan Yang had a similar mind. When Pan Yang thought about it, the White Snake Sword immediately unsheathed and flew out!

The sword energy is as fast as frost, as fast as thunder!

Pan Yang looked up at the sky and saw the silver snake dancing in a daze. The "swoosh" sword light suddenly swooped towards him!

Pan Yang jumped gently, the sword light flew past his feet, caught him impartially, and flew into the night sky again!

Cool!

Finally, I can fly with my sword in the Yang Realm!

The speed of flying with swords is far beyond comparison with the wind. Pan Yang felt that it would take only half an hour to go to Mount Emei.

After getting enough fun, Pan Yangfei returned to the rental house. After washing up, he hugged the White Snake Sword and went into the quilt to sleep.

Since I was next to the small hole of Kong Zhenren when I left last time, I was still next to the small hole when I returned to Yin Realm this time.

Pan Yang said hello to Kong Zhenren as usual: "Master!"

At this time, a woman's voice as pleasant as a yellow oriole came from behind Pan Yang: "Pan Bai greets Master!"

After lying in a big trough... Pan Yang couldn't believe his ears. When he looked back, he turned out to be Bai Suzhen!

How did Bai Suzhen come from?

Could it be...

We are already friends with Guan and Bao?

Pan Yang couldn't help but be surprised and happy, but Kong Zhenren was only surprised: "Ah...good... disciple, let me talk!"

Of course, without taking a step, Kong Zhenren and Pan Yang were inspired by the Qianli: "Why did you get involved with the sword spirit?"

Pan Yang was surprised: "Master, how do you know that she is a sword spirit?"

"I could tell at a glance that she was not a ghost!" Kong Zhenren stroked her goatee with smugness: "You will know when you can reach my level! No, you are too much, what do you think of the sword spirit?"

Pan Yang blinked: "Master, why did you say this?"

"Do you know how the sword spirit was born?" Kong Zhenren taught Pan Yang: "It's like the original White Snake Sword. The White Snake has actually died long ago! When the White Snake fought with the Fahai and flooded the Jinshan Temple, it was crushed to death by Leifeng Pagoda! The White Snake was practicing in Qingcheng Mountain, and her sword flew back on its own!

"The white snake is dead, her remnant soul merges with her sword, and a sword spirit is born thousands of years later!

"The sword spirit is actually just the spirit of this sword, but the white snake has been practicing for thousands of years and has always been with it. It has merged with a wisp of the residual soul of the white snake and has some of the memories of the white snake, so it is not wrong to say that it is a white snake!

"From this perspective, the sword spirit is its former master. How can we latecomers blaspheme it?"
Chapter completed!