The Yun Family's Ninth Child Is An Imp!

Hei Xinjiu opened her eyes and said unhappily, “Prince Charming, I’m flying perfectly fine. Why are you pulling me?”

Di beiming snorted coldly, “Flying perfectly fine? Do you want to fall to your death?”

Hei Xinjiu then realized that she was very, very close to a mountain peak, and Wu Yun was huddled up by the side, trembling non-stop. It was obvious that he was a little guilty and very scared.

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Hei Xinjiu then recalled that the situation just now was not quite right. What was going on?

The guy glared at Little Wu Yun fiercely and then returned to the flying spiritual artifact.

Xue Wuji gloated, “Sister Little Jiu, what are you playing at? Are you deliberately trying to get di beiming to save the damsel in distress?”

Hei Xinjiu glared at him and then dragged Little Wu Yun, who was playing dead, over. She asked fiercely, “Tell me, what are you up to? ! Are you deliberately trying to kill me by falling? !”

Little Wu Yun trembled in grievance. It was a pity that it was unable to speak with its current intelligence. Otherwise, it would definitely complain about being wronged. It had clearly warned in its spiritual sense. It was the master of Hei Xinjiu who did not notice it. How could it blame it? !

Hei xinjiu gave little Wu Yun a good beating. Fortunately, Little Wu Yun was soft. Otherwise, he would have long been tortured to death by this guy!

This guy was holding his breath!

He had gone out to show off, but now, he had lost a lot of face!

If it were not for the gigolo saving her, she might have fallen to her death!

Xue Wuji could not help but sympathize with Wu Yun. It was really unlucky to have such a master!

Hei Xinjiu finally withdrew her evil claws and asked a certain god, “Prince Charming, why do you think I fell down so suddenly?”

Di beiming said indifferently, “I guess it needs the power of thunder and lightning to fly with you. When the power of thunder and lightning is not enough to support your weight, you will naturally fall down.

“Therefore, spiritual power is the foundation of everything. It’s useless if you don’t cultivate properly. Come, follow me to cultivate.”

Hei Xinjiu:”…”

Why did the pretty boy always turn to cultivation in the end no matter what she said? !

“Prince Charming, I’m sleepy. I’m going to sleep,”Hei Xinjiu yawned and said.

“Sleepy? Why weren’t you sleepy before? who was showing off outside? Cut the crap and come in with me!”

Hei Xinjiu curled her lips and followed a certain someone into the cabin to cultivate.

After entering the cabin, Hei Xinjiu pretended to cultivate for a while, and her thoughts ran to the Little Wu Yun.

This little Wu Yun could only take her for a short while. However, if she had many little Wu Yun, or if she could just take in the Big Wu Yun, wouldn’t she be able to do whatever she wanted?

The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. Then, she thought about what happened with the hook. Damn it, if she had a hook that could resist lightning strikes, she would be able to hook a lot of little Wu Yun!

Her eyes suddenly lit up. The ten-thousand-year-old mysterious iron was extremely sturdy. It should be able to withstand the lightning for a while.

Although the large kitchen knife and small flames weren’t enough to break the ten-thousand-year-old black iron chain, it should be no problem to slowly shape the front end of the chain into the shape of a hook.

Thus, the guy took out a ten-thousand-year-old black iron chain and began to sharpen the hook..

A certain someone opened her eyes and glanced at the guy. She didn’t say anything and just let her fiddle with the… cloud fishing hook.