"Martial Uncle He Qin? Her maternal family? Senior Wenmin, I'm a little confused.”Zhang Xing asked in confusion.
Wen Min made a sword gesture, and the flying sword turned into a long rainbow and floated up quietly. The flying sword lifted Wen Min up. At this moment, she was like a fairy in a painting. She waved her hand and said,"Come, little junior brother. I'll tell you on the way.”
Zhang Xing was a little dazed as he watched. He got on the flying sword in a daze and stood on it.
"Little Junior Brother, hold my waist tightly, or it'll be dangerous if I throw it off later." Wen Min smiled.
Zhang Xing was a little hesitant. Just as his outstretched hand was about to touch Senior Sister Wen Min's waist, he retracted it.
Wen Min laughed mockingly." Aiyo, Little Junior Brother, could it be that you're shy? Hurry up, Master and Uncle-Master are still waiting on the mountain."”
Zhang Xing gritted his teeth and simply let go of his arms and legs and hugged Senior Sister Wen Min's waist tightly.
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