"I'm your wife's weapon spirit now, and it has nothing to do with you, and you can't command me." Xiao Baiyu replied speechlessly.
"I want to lend you a few days." Han Sanqian said.
"No, don't bother me." Xiao Baiyu refused directly.
Han Sanqian babbled and babbled, but he was not angry: "I'm not asking you to borrow it, I'm asking your master to borrow it."
"She's in charge of her stuff, isn't she?"
"Su Yingxia, you are not allowed to lend me to him." Xiao Baiyu resolutely objected.
Su Yingxia looked at Han Sanqian lightly: "What are you doing with the sword?"
"Learn something." Han Sanqian said.
Su Yingxia knew that Han Sanqian must be playing tricks on horseback again. In fact, she didn't want to know the answer when she asked.
Whatever Han Sanqian wanted, she would agree unconditionally.
What came out of the question was more to find a way for Xiao Baiyu to get off.
"Xiao Baiyu, the sword was always given to me by Sanqian. If I don't borrow it, it doesn't make sense, does it?" Su Yingxia said softly.
Xiao Baiyu was silent, held back for a long time, and muttered: "If you want to borrow it, you can borrow it. The couple will play the oboe in front of me, hum."
The two couples smiled slightly, Han Sanqian took Su Yingxia's hand and went home.
Along the way, Su Yingxia was very happy.
After all, what Han Sanqian gave was a good thing, and at the same time, it was also a different kind of distress and love.
Back home, the couple did not take Han Nian back, but chose to close the doors and windows tightly, shielding all outside people and even things, and only enjoying the world of the two of them alone.
For two couples, there is nothing better than this kind of hand-to-hand combat to resolve each other's "contradictions", if there is, then twice.
"Now that Xiao Baiyu is not here, can you tell me why you borrowed it?" Su Yingxia said softly, lying on Han Sanqian's chest.
The fierce battle made her forehead covered with sweat.
Han Sanqian smiled slightly: "Do you think I want to fix her?"
Su Yingxia shook her head. Although Han Sanqian must avenge any grudge, there are many kinds of grudges.
Obviously, Xiao Baiyu's vicious mouth is not a kind of hatred.
"As she said, the sword's success this time cannot be done without its credit. Its mouth is really poisonous, but you have been bearing it all the time, even pretending you didn't hear it."
"Therefore, it can be seen that you are grateful to it, so there is no revenge at all, let alone repair."
Han Sanqian smiled: "Actually, it's really useful for me to borrow him."
"About the equipment of the members of the Polar Bear Legion, is it?" Su Yingxia nodded.
This is indeed an important aspect.
The equipment of the members of the Polar Bear Legion always needs to be replenished as soon as possible, otherwise, this troop will not pose any threat at all.
The cultivation level does not improve, but the armor can at least make them a toothless buffalo, but the foundation of the armor does not exist, they are just a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
Therefore, the matter of armor really needs to be resolved as soon as possible.
Xiao Baiyu is very accomplished in refining weapons, which can be seen from her instructing Han Sanqian in forging the Moon Reflecting Sword.
Han Sanqian wanted to keep it because he was forging the armor. With its guidance, the quality of the armor would definitely be improved.
"There is another aspect, I want to improve myself." Han Sanqian said seriously.
Forging armor is temporary, but in the future, with the expansion of the army, or the needs of the battle situation, more and better soldiers will be needed.
Han Sanqian improving his skills is always the best way to deal with it.
And although refining equipment and refining medicine are not the same thing at all, after all, the two have many things in common that can be learned, such as the mastery of heat and so on.
If Han Sanqian can improve his refining level from Xiao Baiyu, in fact, he is also improving his refining level in a disguised form.
After such a comprehensive consideration, Han Sanqian urgently needed the help of Xiao Baiyu.
"Will it help you?" Su Yingxia said: "I feel that it is not easy to talk to. Compared with the little black stick, it is simply a violent and extremely arrogant guy, very difficult to communicate with."
Han Sanqian didn't speak, but raised his eyes slightly, and he didn't know whether Xiao Baiyu would definitely agree.
"Do you want to ask the little black stick to help?" Su Yingxia asked.
The little black stick was still supporting the Tianmo Fort, unable to move.
Shaking his head: "No, I have a way."
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