The president's hardcore fairy

Chapter 162 What is your weapon?
For a moment, Si Jijing really wanted to take it home.

Looking up at Xiao Ruanruan again, she was sitting in the wilderness with a leisurely posture, wearing a flowing brocade cassock, dotted with red plums, and she had an indescribably open-minded and airy temperament.

When meeting her gaze, her eyes will glow, as if they can suck people in.

Well, he wants to move back home more.

On second thought, no, she already belonged to his family.

Si Jijing was in a good mood, picked up his water glass and drank it down in one gulp.

The cool liquid slid down his throat, instantly sweeping away the turbid air brought by the company cafeteria after eating for half a month, and he was redeemed both physically and mentally.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up the fruit and ate it.

The sweetness full of aura spread out in his mouth, activating his senses that had been blunted by abuse, and dispelling all the fatigue at the same time.

He has never eaten such a delicious fruit!
He is full of blood again!
After Si Jijing ate the fruit, he immediately jumped up: "Come again!"

This time Xiao Ruanruan did not agree: "Go to practice, don't waste the essence of the fruit."

Si Jijing had no choice but to sit down cross-legged and practice the Qiankun Jue.

Accompanied by his meditation, the surrounding spiritual energy surged like a wave, forming a vortex above his head and being absorbed into his body.

Xiao Ruanruan rested her chin and looked at his drooping eyelashes, and couldn't help feeling, what a talent against heaven!What a rare flourishing beauty!
What a blessing to have such an apprentice!
The opening ceremony of the violin competition is two days later.

In order to watch Li Lanzhi's violin performance, Xiao Ruanruan was not in a hurry to go home. Apart from practicing by himself every day, he was practicing with Si Jijing.

After the opening ceremony of the violin competition, Si Jijing wanted to send Xiao Ruanruan back to Jinglu Xiaozhu as usual.

Xiao Ruanruan said, "Go to school."

Si Jijing was surprised: "Aren't you going to practice riddles tonight?"

Xiao Ruanruan lazily leaned on the back of the chair: "Your mystery step has been completed."

Si Jijing was a little disappointed for a moment.

Graduating from the teacher means that Xiao Ruanruan's training course as a sparring partner is over.

Xiao Ruanruan asked: "Have you decided what weapon to learn?"

Si Jijing didn't answer and asked instead: "Is it your weapon that you wrapped up Zhao Siruo that night?"

Xiao Ruanruan was stunned for a moment, and then remembered what he used that night: "No, I just took a piece of cloth."

Si Jijing asked again: "What is your weapon?"

Xiao Ruanruan resolutely refused to say: "You don't want to know."

Si Jijing insisted: "No, I just want to know."

Xiao Ruanruan strongly refused: "I won't tell you."

Si Jijing: "..."

Xiao Ruanruan said again: "What kind of weapon I am, does not affect your choice."

Si Jijing felt a little wronged: "I want to choose the same weapon as you."

Think about the two holding the same weapon, and people in the entire cultivation world know that they are a couple, how wonderful!
Xiao Ruanruan just shook his head: "Don't. It's rare to see such a high-grade weapon. If you choose it, I can't forge it for you."

Si Jijing pursed his lips in disappointment: "...All right."

But he was still curious as to what weapon she would use.

The most powerful sword among monks?

A fan that looks particularly fairy?

Or a particularly tough spear?
He asked what was on his mind one by one.

The answer I got was only two words: "No."

What exactly is that?
It can't be a hammer, can it?

As soon as he asked, Xiao Ruanruan's smile became a little stiff: "It's just as long as you are happy."

Her weapon is the hammer!
It's not an ordinary hammer, it's a sky-shattering hammer!
(End of this chapter)