"Husband, can you give it to me..." Bing Miao said quietly.

Seeing Bing Chen looking at him, his eyes and cheeks turned slightly red.

"What can I give you?" Bingchen joked.

He didn't transmit the message, but said it directly, which made Bingyan's face blush even more, while Qi Yao and Yun Yao showed something like a smile but not a smile.

He glanced at Bing Chen with some resentment and slight annoyance, and said directly: "I want some of these swords, can you give me some..."

Bingchen smiled and said in a joking tone: "How many do you want?"

Bing Miao was stunned, thinking for a moment, and then said with some embarrassment: "One hundred...is that okay?"

"One hundred?" Bing Chen said with a troubled expression.

When Bing Miao saw this, he felt secretly annoyed!

"In your heart, am I not worth these one hundred magic weapons?" Bing Miao secretly asked in anger.

However, the next moment, when Bing Mou heard what Bing Chen said, excitement immediately appeared on his face.

"One hundred, I can't take it. In this way, after you leave here, I will give you two hundred for the earth-level sword, and one hundred for the mysterious level. As for the day-level sword..."

Speaking of this, Bing Chen pointed at the sky screen, the day-level high-grade sword located in the water formation eye of the Five Elements Spirit Formation and said: "I'll give you that handle."

Looking in the direction of Bingchen's finger, Bingyan looked surprised at first, and then his mood was instantly filled with excitement.

"How is it, are you satisfied?" Bing Chen asked with a smile.

Bing Mu nodded slightly, trying to be reserved and trying not to show her emotions too obviously.

"Bride price!" Bingchen suddenly said again.

Bing Mu was startled, Yun Yao and Qi Yao were also shocked.

"These three hundred swords will be used as a betrothal gift for my marriage to your Ice Soul Sect. In addition, I will also give you a big gift on the day when I go to the Ice Soul Sect to propose marriage." Bing Chen continued.

Her icy eyes and cheeks turned red, her jade hands couldn't help but tremble slightly, and she felt an indescribable excitement and touch in her heart.

Looking at Bing Chen, his eyes were full of tenderness. Although he didn't speak, everything was in silence.

...

Sitting cross-legged next to Bing Chen, the expression in Bing Chen's eyes was full of gentleness, no longer as cold as before. To say that he was as tender as water might not be enough to describe him.

Bing Mou herself felt a little incredible about her change of mentality at this time.

I have never tasted the taste of love, but I didn't expect it to be so uncontrollable. The sweetness and touching feeling in my heart made Bing Mou even want to fall in desperately.

"No, it's not just my love for him...there's something else that's affecting me!" Bing Mou said to herself.

He closed his eyes and thought carefully. After a moment, Bing Miao discovered that his emotions were changed by some kind of flow of true energy in his body.

"Qian Yu Shenshui Jue!" Bing Mou exclaimed in her heart.

Bing Mu could conclude that his emotions were definitely affected by this technique.

However, even though he was affected by the Qianyu Divine Water Art, Bing Mu was not disgusted at all, but instead felt secretly happy.

"I heard...he...likes gentle women!"

When he thought of this, Bingyan's cheeks turned slightly red, but the corners of his mouth showed a special smile.

"No wonder he wants to teach me Qian Yu Shenshui Jue. It turns out that he had planned it for a long time!" Bing Miao said to himself.

Involuntarily, Bing Mu stretched out her jade hand, wanting to touch Bing Chen. But when she just made a move, she quickly stopped.

Smiling tenderly, she whispered with cold eyes: "That being the case, there's nothing wrong with becoming gentle for you in the future..."

...

Half a month later!

Bingchen opened his eyes again.

A touch of joy appeared, and there was unconcealable excitement in his eyes.

Nearly five hundred Xuan-level swords were all sucked into the Kunyu Pearl!

The sword intention has not yet dissipated, the area where the sword is placed in the bronze hall is ringing with swords, and the sword intention is densely covered. If it were not blocked by the ice dust with a large formation, it would be impossible to say that this place has turned into a forbidden area for the sword intention.

The true essence was used and absorbed from the air, and the two swords fell into the hands of Bingmu and Bingxian respectively.

"High grade Xuan level!"

Bingxian was slightly shocked.

"What a powerful wind attribute power, even worse than my wind pattern sword!" Bingxian said in surprise.

The long sword in Bingxian's hand is a high-grade Xuan-level sword with wind attributes. However, although it is only a high-grade Xuan-level sword, when Bingxian felt it carefully, he found that the wind attribute power in this sword was not at all comparable to that of the Xuan-level sword.

The low-grade wind pattern sword that I had that day was even obviously a bit stronger.

As if he felt the wind spirit power in Bingxian's body, the wind-attributed Xuan-level sword suddenly made a loud sound, emitting a sense of joy.

"Hey, it seems that senior has a destiny with this sword." Bing Chen joked.

Bingxian pursed her lips and smiled, gently stroking the sword. It could be seen that she also liked this sword quite a lot.

"Senior, if you like it, just take it." Bing Chen said again.

Bingxian was stunned for a moment, but then he shook his head and said: "I already have the Wind Pattern Sword. It would be a waste to have too many treasures. Let's keep it for the destined person in the future."

With that said, Bingxian used his true energy to send the long sword back to its previous location.

Bingchen shook his head and smiled, then said: "This junior admires senior's temperament, but junior actually prepared a gift for senior."

"Senior, please look!"

Bingxian showed interest and looked in the direction pointed by Bingchen, only to see a projection in the air quickly zooming in, finally showing a clear sword.

Bingxian was slightly shocked!

But it was that sword, the only one with the wind attribute among the twelve swords of that day.

"That sword, I think, is more destined to the senior," Bing Chen said.

Bingxian pursed her lips and smiled, shook her head slightly and said: "I accept the kindness of the young master, but I will not be rewarded for my merits. I have already received too many favors from the young master, so I don't dare to covet him anymore."

Bingchen smiled softly and then said: "Senior, don't refuse in a hurry. In fact, this junior has something to ask for."

Hearing this, Bingxian's eyes showed some tenderness. How could she not know Bingchen's original intention?

"Young Master, it's okay to say so." Bingxian said softly.

"The junior would like to ask the senior to be the guest elder of our Yaoling Sect." Bing Chen said.

Bingxian was stunned for a moment, and the Bingmu on the side showed something that was half a smile.

Subconsciously glancing at Bing Miao, Bing Xian felt a little confused: "Sir, this matter..."

"Why are you embarrassing senior?" Bing Chen said with a smile.

Bingxian looked apologetic and said softly: "My Bingpo Sect has an ancestral precept that no one from the sect may sacrifice their lives for other sects, otherwise they will be regarded as traitors to the sect and will be punished..."

"Oh, that's how it is."

Bing Chen smiled inexplicably, then looked at Bing Mou and asked: "Mou'er, is this the case?"

Hearing this, Bing Mu said with a hint of a smile, "Yes, if a member of the sect sacrifices his life for another sect without authorization, his cultivation will be abolished to suppress Hantan, or he will be sentenced to death in the worst case."

"Oh, I understand. What Mu'er means is that people from the sect will be punished if they do this without permission. If I get your permission, Mu'er, it won't happen. That's right." Bingchen said.

Bing Miao gave Bing Chen an angry look.

When Bingchen saw this, he smiled evilly and asked, "Mou'er, do you agree or not with this matter?"

Bing Mu glared at Bing Chen angrily.

Bingchen's idea to fight Bingxian was no longer a matter of a day or two. Bingmou knew that even if he disagreed now, the result would still be the same, Bingxian was destined to be abducted by him.

"Can I disagree?" Bing Mu said angrily.

Hearing this, Bingchen smiled and said, "I knew that Mu'er would not let my husband down."

Bing Mu's cheeks turned red and she glared at Bing Chen again.

"But I also have a condition."

Seeing the proud look on Bing Chen's face, Bing Mu said again.

"Say, why should you be polite to your husband?" Bing Chen said with a smile.

Hearing the words, the ice eyes revealed a hint of cunning at the corner of his mouth.

"There are very few alchemists in our Ice Soul Sect, especially fifth-grade alchemists. If your husband can send some alchemists to me, I will agree to Bing Xian's matter, and I will also allow her to stay with you for a long time without returning to the sect in the future.

Yao Ling Sect. What do you think, husband?" Bing Miao said.

Bingchen's expression froze, and he looked confused: "Mou'er, aren't you embarrassing my husband? Here, there is only one fifth-grade alchemist, Yue Yao. Although there are many people in the Yaoling tribe, only those who can get on the stage can

There are only a few alchemists, if they are given to you, what will we, the Yaoling Clan, do?"

Hearing this, Bing Miao gave Bing Chen a blank look.
To be continued...