A cold smile slowly appeared on Di Ming's lips: "So my father-in-law is here? I really want to pay him a visit."

He said "father-in-law", but Di Ming's expression could be described as gritting his teeth.

Before, he had mobilized almost all the power of the Ji Realm and turned the Xiuxian Continent upside down, but he could not find any trace of [Jun Xiyuan].

Unexpectedly, this "father-in-law" who tried to marry Muyan to someone else and signed a marriage contract without asking the reason was actually on the floating island.

Mu Yan half-smiled but said, "Father-in-law? Your Majesty, are you calling me too easy? My father thinks that the son-in-law who rides on the dragon is someone else!"

Before she could finish her words, Muyan had already left the spot with a quick stride.

Teasing is still teasing, your life is still at stake.

However, before Muyan took two steps, she felt something wrapped around her waist, making it impossible for her to escape.

She looked down and saw strands of silk thread thinner than her hair wrapped around her waist.

Under the light of candlelight in the room, it emits three colors of gold, silver and blue.

Muyan couldn't help but reach out and touch it, but found that the touch of these "silk threads" was very strange.

The tentacles were cold, but the fingertips did not feel cold, but felt a warm warmth.

Under gentle touch, it is incredibly soft.

"Ugh!"

As he was touching it, he heard a man's low, muffled hum.

Muyan looked up in surprise, her fingertips and the base of her ears turned slightly red.

A pair of ice blue eyes, as if dyed with a beautiful color.

Immediately afterwards, her waist tightened and she was pulled to Di Ming's side.

Muyan didn't panic at all. Instead, she smiled and touched the silk thread around her waist again, "What is this?"

Di Ming said hoarsely: "Don't touch it. That's my magic weapon."

"The magic weapon of destiny?"

Muyan was even more surprised now.

What kind of natal magic weapon is this kind of thread-shaped?

Moreover, if he touches Di Ming's natal magic weapon, he will react like this.

Muyan was full of curiosity and couldn't help but take out her Qijue Sword, made it small, and gently rubbed it against the blue-gold silk thread around her waist.

She obviously didn't react at all?

"Jun Muyan!"

Di Ming held her hands down and said through gritted teeth, "Did you do this on purpose?"

Muyan looked innocent: "What are you doing on purpose?"

There was a sly smile in his eyes.

She was not a fool, she could tell just by looking at Di Ming's reaction.

His natal magic weapon should be very special and cannot be touched by others, especially by himself.

otherwise……

Muyan smiled like a little fox, her fingertips gently caressed the smooth and cold silk threads: "Di Ming, are you being unreasonable? It's obviously you who wrapped the magic weapon around me... you don't want me to touch it.

, you can take it back!"

Di Ming's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

He said softly: "I won't take it back because I want to feel you more, Muyan, by my side."

Muyan's hand paused, and then the joking smile on her face turned into a downright tenderness: "Hey, you've violated the law! Who did you learn to talk so sweetly?"

However, Di Ming suddenly pushed her away and said quietly: "Now let me tell you again, am I qualified to call you father-in-law?"

"Puch!" Muyan couldn't help laughing, "Yes, of course."
Chapter completed!