The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

Chapter 2273: Superior Sacred Tools (4)

The unscrupulous thief stared at a powerful god for a while, after which she closed her eyes obediently,

moved her little body, and leaned back in Xiu’s arms.

A moment later, Shen Yanxiao, who was still in high spirits, had fallen into a deep sleep.

It was not that she was not tired… it was just that she had subconsciously kept herself from feeling tired.

Looking at Shen Yanxiao’s sleeping face, Xiu’s eyes could not help but carry a trace of doting.

Shen Yanxiao slept soundly.

In her dream, she returned to the Radiance Continent, to the Barren Land, to The Rising Sun City.

Some of her little companions in Phantom were right next to her, laughing and teasing with her. Tang

Nazhi was, as always, so stupid, saying many senseless things, and Li Xiaowei could only feel helpless next

to his brother’s stupidity. Meanwhile, Yan Yu had prepared delicious food for them, and Yang Xi was

silently guarding at the side. Over there, Qi Xia was still like a black fox shaking his fan while sitting

leisurely. Lan Fengli, her little tail, was by her side as usual, and even Shen Siyu had unwittingly appeared

with a smile, watching everything…

Qing was teaching pharmacists to make potions, while Yun Qi was familiarizing a group of teenagers

who had just become Warlocks with the curse techniques.

Du Lang and Yao Ji were still entangled. They would ambiguously look at each other, and then quickly look

away again.

Then, the seven wolves laughed at the sight of the two together.

Meanwhile, the thieves of the Silver Hands came together to nd her.

“Little Xiao.”

“Little Xiao.”

“My lord!”

“My lord…”

The call was so familiar; the smiles and memories overlapped.

Shen Feng stood in front of the Vermillion Bird Clan and Shen Yanxiao looked at the kind smile on his

face.

“Grandpa…” In her sleep, Shen Yanxiao uttered a stied murmur, and tears slid from the corners of her

eyes.

Xiu’s brow furrowed slightly; he wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

He bowed his head a bit, kissed her on the cheek, and felt his heart ache.

“LIttle Xiao, we’ll return home soon.” Xiu whispered in Shen Yanxiao’s ear.

As if she heard Xiu’s voice, Shen Yanxiao’s expression nally relaxed a bit; she was like a rabbit that felt

cold as she tightly clung to Xiu’s arms.

This embrace might not be warm as of the moment, but it was the most reassuring one.

Perhaps she was also vulnerable, but this would only be shown in front of Xiu.

Perhaps she felt uneasy, but Xiu would be the only one to know.

Everything about her, he would be careful to collect one by one. Protecting her and accompanying her

was the goal of his life.

Shen Yanxiao did not know how long she had slept. When she woke up, Xiu was still holding her, but his

eyes were not closed and were simply watching her.

At such a close distance, Shen Yanxiao you could see her own self reected in his eyes.

“How long have I been asleep?” Shen Yanxiao felt that she had really slept for a long time and that her

muscles and veins were refreshed.

“Not long.” Forever, in Xiu’s eyes, was only a ash in the pan. Tens of thousands of years, in his eyes, was

just a passing cloud.

“I want to try the eect of the sacred tool…” As soon as Shen Yanxiao woke up, she began to think about

her work again.

Xiu no longer stopped her this time and got up with Shen Yanxiao in his arms.

“This is not the right place. I’ll take you outside.” The power of the sacred tool was not like that of an

ordinary weapon, a little carelessness could cause a lot of noise. The room of the dwarves was so small

and Shen Yanxiao had never used a sacred tool before, so they did not know how much noise it would create.