Chapter 35 Yan Ling's Origin(2/2)
Suddenly, something flew towards me. I stretched out my hand to catch it and looked at it under the moonlight. It turned out to be a ring.
The ring was very strange. It was made of a very hard stem and was completely black.
"What's this?"
"When I was bored, I made a ring made of Fengdu ghost grass and gave it to you as a souvenir."
"It looks like a relic, can you do it? Cheer up, okay?" I was speechless.
"Oh, you are so boring. No wonder Yang Xiaoou doesn't like you, you are thick-skinned and can't speak."
Forehead……
I touched my pocket, and there seemed to be nothing for her, so I scratched my head and said, "Don't worry, even if you can't get out of Fengdu, I will come to see you."
"real?"
"A gentleman's words are hard to follow! You have to believe in your brother's character!"
"Ok, I trust you."
I lay back on the sofa, stroking the ring in my hand, unable to calm down for a long time.
Chapter completed!