The president's hardcore fairy

Chapter 412

Xiao Ruanruan single-handedly overthrew everyone and saved the dying Dixiu.

This was a gift from Dixiu himself.

This piece of wood not only has all the functions of Dixiu wood, but also carries the blessing of Dixiu. It is something that monks can use for a lifetime and can be passed down from generation to generation as a family heirloom.

A one of a kind baby.

Xiao Ruanruan moved closer to Si Jijing's side, and his voice was full of joy: "Si Si, I'll give you a gift."

Si Jijing cut a knife, raised his eyes and looked at her: "What gift?"

Xiao Ruanruan smiled and said, "A gift that will fill you with joy."

I don't know if it's because of Di Xiumu's influence, but Si Jijing only thinks that her smile is very sweet and beautiful, her voice is very gentle, and she is usually so serious (except when she is drunk), he can't help but wonder if she has dug some kind of hole Wait for him to jump.

Seeing that he was not moving, Xiao Ruanruan reached out to take his carving knife and put it on the table, then put aside his half-carved wooden plaque, and then put Dixiu wood into his palm: "It's worth it!" You treat it with care."

Si Jijing immediately felt an extremely gentle breath enveloping him.

The body and mind instantly relax, peaceful and comfortable, more comfortable than soaking in the spiritual spring or breaking through, it is incredible.

He was still a little unhappy just now.

She had clearly told him that when her cultivation reached a high level, she would carve an identity token suitable for him.

When she took out the spirit wood in the morning, he thought it was for him, but she said, "Give each of your sect's disciples a piece."

He almost wanted to strike.

Now, he finally received the gift that belonged to him, and with Dixiu's blessing, his mood immediately became so bright that it could rival the brilliant sun.

The corners of Si Jijing's lips couldn't help but outline a charming arc.

Xiao Ruanruan didn't miss his expression, and said with a bit of pride: "How is it? Is it worth it?"

Si Jijing looked down at Di Xiumu, and only said one word: "It's worth it."

Xiao Ruanyuan straightened up: "Then keep it well."

Si Jijing let out a "hmm", put Di Xiumu aside, took out a book from his pocket and began to read it.

Xiao Ruanruan: "???"

At least she gave him a priceless treasure.

Is that his attitude?

Inexplicably a little upset.

But it's all given away, she can't take it back.

She is not the kind of petty person.

She just stretched out her hand to Tixiu who was put aside.

In an instant, all the unhappiness flew out of the sky, and she felt comfortable physically and mentally, full of comfortable Xiao Ruanruan.

She was so relieved that she stretched, and this time she really fell asleep.

What Si Jijing looked at were carved books.

After Xiao Ruanruan fell asleep, he looked away from the book, stared at her for a while, put down the book, picked her up, and put her on the bed.

Xiao Ruanruan was sleeping comfortably and did not protest, letting him carry her over.

Afterwards, Si Jijing picked up a pen and drew a picture on the paper.

After finishing the painting, he revised it several times, and when he was finally satisfied, he stretched out the carving knife to Di Xiumu.

He uses the most serious attitude, the greatest efforts, and the most exquisite craftsmanship to carve according to the design drawings.

Carve out the identity tokens for Tianhuazong disciples, one every 5 minutes, and you don't even need to draw a picture.

It took him a full five hours to carve Emperor Xiumu, and the whole process flowed like clouds and water without a single pause. With his efforts, Dixiu Wood became a unique token with a grand appearance and exquisite details. .

(End of this chapter)