Chapter 85: Night Chat

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Ye Qiu's eyes were slightly red, trying not to let his expression lose control.

Making his smile look a bit more natural.

The words he spoke were somewhat ambiguous.

"Hehe. These candied haws are very, very delicious!"

"Really! Did you taste it?" Ning Rongrong's eyes curved.

While behind Ye Qiu, Xiao lan looked at him with a terrified expression.

"How about you try it yourself?"

"That's great! I'll take them over now and let my dad try them!"

"Hey, hey, hey! Listen to me!"

Ye Qiu's loud shout was in vain.

Ning Rongrong had already run out.

Watching her brisk figure, he could sense that she was indeed very happy.

But Ye Qiu felt a bit uneasy in his heart.

He could only hope that she wouldn't cause trouble for him when she came back!

Shortly after, he held back, and the tears he had been holding back flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Hastily spitting out the remaining hawthorn fruit in his mouth.

Squatting down, he pressed Xiao lan's shoulders and asked the question he most wanted to know now!

"How on earth did you manage to eat that? Huh?"

"Rong Rong, Sister Rong Rong said if I eat one, she will treat me to a fine banquet~ But, Xiao lan really can't take it anymore!"

Covering her mouth, she even wanted to pull her tongue out and wash it.

"Xiao lan's mouth is so bitter, did it break? Oh, ah~"

Watching Xiao lan crying, Ye Qiu was once again speechless.

He could only gently pat her back to comfort her.

Who knows if Ning Fengzhi and the others can endure it; he certainly can't.

...

Night fell, and the bright moon adorned the sky.

Ye Qiu came alone to the pavilion in the courtyard, supporting his chin in contemplation.

When he was surrounded by Xue Beng and others today, he found his current shortcomings.

It seemed that every time he used his soul skills, he would end up either dead or disabled!

Currently, Divine might attacks were either twisting the head or twisting the waist, causing at least a disability if it hit.

Amaterasu was still uncontrollable, and it was lethal when burning and cutting.

The most reliable Tsukuyomi, was also prone to turning people into fools*.

All these soul skills were only suitable for situations where it's a life-and-death battle.

As for Blue Silver Emperor, the current martial soul, it only had two auxiliary soul skills, which were unnecessary in combat.

"I wonder if I can develop my own soul skill?"

Just as he was about to look up and gaze at the bright moon in the sky, a pair of jade feet dangled from the eaves of the pavilion, gently swinging.

Long, slender toes, well-proportioned and smooth legs, glowing with a faint halo under the moonlight, a bit dazzling.

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