The Daughter of God's Destiny

Chapter 265 The Rusty Sword

Although Feng Yaoche's heart was turbulent, she pretended to be calm and said without changing her face: "You have seen it, this is just a rusty sword, I hung it on it as a decoration when I saw it was useless, isn't it? What baby, you..."

Before Feng Yaoche finished speaking, Luo Qing put the sword into his interspatial ring. Luo Qingxie looked at him and said with a smile, "Since it's useless, I'll accept it."

Feng Yaoche was dumb. He watched Luo Qingxie throw his precious things into his interspatial ring. At this moment, the eagerness subsided, and he said: "Look, this rusty sword is useless if you hold it, why don't you exchange this sword for another one?"

"Change to something else?" Luo Qingxie shook her head without thinking: "Crazy beauty, what you said is wrong. You asked me to take these things. Could it be that what you said earlier was used to deceive me?"

Soon, Feng Yaoche retorted: "How is this possible, what I said is absolutely full of promises, it's just... just this sword..."

A look of confusion flashed across Feng Yaoche's eyes, and in an instant, he seemed to have made up his mind, and said firmly, "It's just that you can't take this sword away."

"Why?" Luo Qingxie raised her eyebrows and looked at Feng Yaoche.

After saying that, Feng Yaoche froze for a moment, lightly clenched her fists, raised her hand to cover her lips and coughed softly. She didn't know if it was Luo Qingxie's illusion or what, but she actually blushed when she saw this guy.

Feng Yaoche glanced away, not daring to look directly at Luo Qingxie, and said: "This is my very precious thing, and it is impossible for anyone to touch it except me."

Feng Yaoche turned her eyes to stare at Luo Qingxie, her red lips pursed: "You are an exception."

"Since it's your most precious thing, Mad Beauty, so be it, we can't get out anyway, why don't you lend me this sword to play with, and return it to you when I've had enough fun, anyway, I can't run away, right?" ?" Luo Qingxie looked understanding, shaking her head and sighing, she patted Feng Yaoche's shoulder, like an elder talking to Feng Yaoche earnestly.

Before Feng Yaoche could react, Luo Qingxie was already two meters away from him, walking leisurely towards the garden of the palace, giving him the feeling that he was visiting his own home.

Damn it, whose house is this!
Feng Yaoche stared fixedly at the leaving figure with eyes like hungry wolves, and gritted his teeth, but just when he wanted to settle accounts with Luo Qingxie, Feng Yaoche suddenly froze.

He hated the one who was said to be beautiful by others the most in his life. When Luo Qing said heresy, he didn't get angry.

That's right, not angry, Feng Yaoche thought it was inconceivable.

Looking at the figure squatting in the herb garden in front of her, Feng Yaoche's long and narrow eyes carried a complex meaning, sighed softly, and walked towards Luo Qingxie.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Luo Qingxie raised her head and said to Feng Yaoche, "Crazy beauty, what do you grow in your family? Herbs? They can't be precious and rare medicinal materials, right?"

"Good eyesight, these are indeed rare species." Feng Yaoche squinted and replied.

Luo Qingxie's eyes flickered slightly, thinking in her heart that it is necessary to accumulate some knowledge about medicinal materials after returning home. She was a genius doctor in China and knew a lot of medical knowledge, but here, she can't even grow grass on the side of the road. I don't know what it's called.

(End of this chapter)