Number One Player of Time and Space Chapter 697: Want it? Don’t you want it?
"Ye Yan, what are you doing with this boiler?"
"Isayama Yomi" has a weird look, she really can't think of what this ugly and stupid thing can do other than selling scrap iron.
Luo Jie pretended to smile mysteriously, patting the crude cast iron shell, and said: "In fact, Master Mike’s brain hole is still good, that is, his understanding of actual combat may be a little deviation..."
Speaking, he asked the "Nab" brothers next to him, "Nabjun, can you contact Master Mike to help me make some minor changes to this thing according to my requirements?"
"Well, Master Mike is very stubborn... but he still allows some modification of his work without greatly damaging the main structure. After all, these are trial products, and they get the first line. I came here to collect feedback."
"Oh, that's all right." Luo Jie found papers and pens for a while to write and paint, and then attached the paper to the outer wall of the boiler. "The modification requires me to write it on, and wait for Master Mike to change it. Now, please contact me."
The "Nab" brothers looked around the note and didn’t understand the significance of the changes Luo Luo wanted. They nodded and said, "Okay, we will notify Master Mike as soon as possible."
Leaving the office and coming to the corridor, Luo Jie turned his head and glanced at the silver-gray iron in "Isayama Yomi". The uncoordinated and wonderful style of painting made him laugh. . .
"I said, Huang Quan, are you really going to use this thing to dispel magic? Then you should wear an apron to be more in line with your current style of painting, preferably with red fruit on it."
"Isayama Yomi" was also unable to refute Luo Jie’s vomiting, and was rather depressed: "I can’t help it. There may be other urgent tasks during this time. I can’t fight with evil hands with bare hands." I’m not the demon monk in the temple, let’s say the monks aren’t bare-handed, they’re wrapped in beads...”
Speaking of this, "Isayama Yomi" suddenly stopped, looking over Luo Jie's shoulder and looking at the other end of the corridor.
Luo Jie looked back unconsciously and saw a white long straight girl wearing a cherry-colored martial arts suit and a lily flower standing there.
Unlike the past, the pink lace parasol, which almost never leaves, is gone, and replaced by a simple samurai sword.
"Isayama Yomi" once the Sabre-[Spirit Blade · Lion King].
"Congratulations, Ye Yan Jun, and he promised to make a marriage contract with Huang Quan... Also congratulations, Huang Quan, found a husband who loves you so much."
I don’t know if it is Luo Jie’s illusion, he always feels that when “Isayama Mei” said this sentence, there seemed to be some kind of complex emotions that could not be explained clearly in the calm tone.
"Congratulations to you too, Ming, and finally became the next heir to Isayama family." Luo Jie smiled.
"Well, congratulations, Sister Ming."
"Isayama Yomi" didn't know that Luo Jie had traded with the PY (friend) behind "Isayama Mei". Although there were some regrets in his heart, he still bowed his greetings to "Isayama Mei" sincerely.
"Thank you." "Isayama Mei" bowed with grace as always, raised his hands and raised his ears like snow-white hair, said lightly: "You know, Huang Quan, sometimes people really can't fight their lives. ."
"Mister Sister?" "Isayama Yomi" was stunned. She didn't understand why this cousin who had rarely been in contact since she was a child suddenly said such inexplicable words to her.
"Nothing." "Isayama Mei" smiled and patted "Isayama Yomi" on the shoulder, "I still have something to go, let's go... On the day of the two's marriage, I will send a big gift on behalf of Isayama family."
Looking at the "Isayama Mei" white hair like cloud back disappeared at the corner of the stairs, "Isayama Yomi" looked down at the electric iron in his hand, a complex expression appeared on the pretty face.
"I regret it?" Luo Jie leaned slightly to look at her face from below.
"Isayama Yomi" shook his head and smiled with ease: "It's just a bit reluctant to "Lion King", after all, it has been with me for so many years... But I know that some things should be put down, if you can't put down the past, you can't accept it. In the future, people always look forward when they live. "
"It's really good, this is probably why I like you."
Luo Jie smiled and stretched his hand, rubbing the smooth straight black hair of "Isayama Yomi".
"Ah? Jun Ye Yan, you...don't do that."
"Isayama Yomi" has a big red face. It’s neither standing nor hiding. It’s neither hiding nor hiding. After all, the two have been together for less than an afternoon. This kind of behavior is still a bit too much for her. Intimate.
"Huang Quan, show you something."
When speaking, Luo Jie spread his palms, and a samurai sword with a rare cherry-colored scabbard and handle appeared in his hand out of thin air.
"Isayama Yomi" knew that Luo Jie had a "space secret technique", and was not surprised that this hand fetched things out of thin air. His attention was more attracted by the cherry-colored katana in front of him.
Everyone who understands knives understands knives, and even judges the quality of a knife by intuition alone.
Although the knife is not unsheathed, "Isayama Yomi" already feels something. This is probably a treasure knife comparable to the [Spirit Knife·Lion King].
"Pull it out and see." Luo Jie held the scabbard and handed the end of the handle to "Isayama Yomi".
"Isayama Yomi" has long been itchy and unbearable, and the sharp movement of the knife was pulled out of the sheath. The pink gem fragments on the spine refracted the gorgeous and brilliance in the sunlight, casting a little beautiful color of cherry blossoms on the walls of the corridor. .
"Good knife!"
Knife surgery has reached the level of "Isayama Yomi". Judging the quality of a knife can not only be measured from the intuitive physical attributes of material, craftsmanship, and sharpness, but by a profound and profound "knife feeling" to judge Does this knife suit you?
Like the saying that has always been circulated among warriors-the real sword will choose its own master.
"Isayama Yomi" can feel that this cherry-colored samurai sword seems to be cheering for her encounter, even the [Spiral Sword·Lion King] that she used for several years has not given her such a clear resonance sense.
"Isayama Yomi" waved a few swords and retracted the knife into the sheath, then reluctantly returned the knife to Luo Jie.
"What is the name of this knife?"
""Thousand Ghost Sakura Fire". "
"Strange name."
"Because this knife is the same as the "Lion King", it is a Spirit Tool with the sword spirit "Qian Guiji (Thousand ghosts princess)" sealed inside. "
The explanation of Luo Jie surprised "Isayama Yomi". After all, she was the former owner of Spirit Tool. She knows the value and preciousness of Spirit Tool better than anyone.
"Is this Ye Yan your family heritage?"
The way to build Spirit Tool has been lost. Most of the existing Spirit Tool are left over from ancient times, so "Isayama Yomi" will only ask this question.
Luo Jie originally wanted to say that it was knocked from the nine-tailed demon fox "Yu Zaoqian", but how to hear this and how to tell the truth, just jokingly said: "Yeah, this is a family heirloom for my future wife. Kind of."
"Isayama Yomi" gave him a weird look. She said "heirloom" was a letter, but the latter sentence obviously made fun of her.
"Do you want it?"
Luo Jie smiled and patted the cherry-colored samurai sword in his hand, and suddenly asked.
"For me?"
"Isayama Yomi" is a bit unbelievable. After all, this is not an ordinary thing, but a Spirit Tool that is comparable to the [Lion Knife·Lion King], even if it is placed in the big family like the Tujia family, it is enough to be a treasure of the town. Too.
"Don’t you want it?"
Seeing Luo Jie’s expression didn’t seem to be a joke, "Isayama Yomi" could not help biting her lip.
There is no one who loves swords.
It was just that the two had just signed a marriage contract, and it was less than an afternoon to get along together. Suddenly, they were given such a valuable gift. The fierce offensives one after another made her unable to withstand her first love.
I thought I had lost everything, and I got more without thinking. It felt like I was dreaming. The unreal feeling of illusion made her more and more uneasy.
But her inner desire for this "Thousand Ghost Sakura Fire" still overwhelms her uneasy uneasiness.
"Uh, think."
Luo Jie smiled, and nodded his finger on his cheek.
"Kiss me, I will give you."
"Isayama Yomi" blushed and said negatively: "Dr. Ye Yan, you are taking advantage of the fire."
Luo Jie shrugs indifferently, and doesn’t care: "Xiao Huangquan, you have said a little too much-I will give you this knife as a gift. Shouldn’t you be a fiancee? How can it be said that it is a robbery?"
"May..."
"Isayama Yomi" subconsciously wanted to rebut, but found that the other party had blocked all the reasons for rebuttal.
The most important thing is that the other party is squeezing the marriage contract between them, which makes her look pale and weak no matter what excuses she finds.
Forget it, just kiss your face. After all, he is already his fiancee, and this little return request is not too much...
"Isayama Yomi" never thought that he would retreat so much. The man in front of him seemed to be aware of all her weaknesses, pressing step by step, not giving her the opportunity to suspend breathing.
"Okay...okay."
"Isayama Yomi" took a few deep breaths in a row, the expression on his face was tense as if he was going to the execution ground, stepped on the tip of his toes, his lips trembling slightly imprinted on Luo Jie's cheek~IndoMTL.com~ At this moment, Luo Jie suddenly turned his face.
"Isayama Yomi" was shocked in his heart, and he was about to dodge subconsciously, but his body was tightly hugged by a pair of powerful arms. He had never been touched by other men's lips and was overwhelmed by hegemony.
"You lied...huh..."
The strength of "Isayama Yomi" is getting weaker and weaker. In the end, like all young girls who first love, they are completely under the kiss of a deep and overbearing kiss. The whole person seems to be melted into the rich and powerful embrace.
【You have acquired the prop—"Light of the Mind·Isayama Yomi". 】
I don’t know how long, it seems that the crisp collision of metal falling on the ground interrupted the enthusiasm of the two.
A young girl with short hair wearing a junior high school uniform incredulously stood at the staircase with her mouth covered, her pretty childish pretty face flushed red and stammered: "I...I saw nothing... ...Really..."
Finally, she suddenly grabbed the knife bag on the ground and ran away with her face covered.