Chapter 477

Li Yundong listened to the cloud mountain fog mask. He thought and took out the red diamond silk stuffed into a ball in his pocket.

Li Yundong took the silk and satin in his hand, looked it carefully, and said, "isn't this ordinary silk and satin? It's nothing great!"

Su Chan looked at the satin with envy. She said, "don't underestimate this satin. It's a magic weapon made of colorful Liuxia picked by the patriarch of the orthodox one religion of the Qing Dynasty in the Tianchi Lake. It can't be burned or torn, dirt can't be infected, and evil poison can't corrode. Attacking can be turned into a sharp weapon in the world, invincible; guarding can be turned into a protective wall, solid as gold."

Su Chan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "this is a powerful magic weapon that practitioners all over the world desire to have. It is also a superior magic weapon in Zhengyi religion. Unexpectedly, it was snatched by you empty handed. It's really strange! I'm afraid no one dares to believe it!"

Li Yundong saw Su Chan staring at the silk Hongling in her hand, so he laughed and sent the silk to her: "I like it so much? It's for you!"

Su Chan was surprised: "send it to me? How can this work? This is the magic weapon you won!"

Li Yundong said with a smile, "isn't mine yours?"

Su Chan was shocked and stared at Li Yundong. She couldn't speak for a moment.

In the spiritual world, the same powerful magic tools often cause other practitioners to covet and fight, because magic tools are equivalent to soldiers' weapons for practitioners. How can we fight with people without weapons?

If a practitioner has a good magic weapon, it must be love as the most precious, regard it as life, and absolutely refuse to give it to others, even father, son and brother.

But Li Yundong said he gave it to himself, which could not help but shock Su Chan. At this time, she knew that the boy in front of her loved herself unreservedly.

He is so kind to himself that he doesn't hide anything from himself and gives everything good to himself, but he still hides his true identity

The more she thought about it, the more sad she was. As soon as her mouth pouted, her tears fell down.

Li Yundong quickly put down his silk and satin to help her wipe her tears: "Oh, what are you crying for? Be careful to cry into a little cat. I don't want you, sir."

Su Chan got into Li Yundong's arms and hugged his waist tightly with both hands: "no, you can't do without me, I'll rely on you!"

Li Yundong felt the little girl's obsession and attachment to himself. He smiled: "well, just rely on me! Come on, get up, uncle, I'll wipe the medicine for you!"

The little girl burst into tears and smiled. She rubbed her head on Li Yundong and wiped her tears on his clothes. Then she looked up and said with a smile: "in fact, you don't have to wipe it. Just spend a night."

Li Yundong looked at his wet body and said with a smile: "Hey, do you think I'm a rag? Stretch out your feet quickly!"

Su Chan took off her shoes and socks, blushed and stretched out her feet. Her snow-white shell teeth gently bit her lips, and her five toes were slightly tight, looking a little nervous.