My Aunt’s Grandma is Back

The moment the treasure fan was fully unfolded, Wang Shuyue's ears stunned and heard the last cry of blood from the jade-winged eagle, and the sea of ​​knowledge suddenly swayed, and he was busy calming his mind, which stabilized.

"Wow, I actually attacked with God's consciousness, and I loved it!" Wang Shuyue's eyes were full of surprises.

"More than that, try typing in Reiki." As Gu Ziming reminded, he stepped back a few steps, pointed to the open space next to him, and warned Wang Shuyue not to hurt herself.

Wang Shuyue gave him a relieved look, took the treasure fan to the side and stood still, took a deep breath, condensed a ray of spiritual energy, and poured it into the treasure fan.

In an instant, Huaguang bloomed, and Wang Shuyue seemed to have a sense. She raised her hand, and the strong wind swept out. The abnormal green tree in front of her was cut off by the waist, and the fracture was flat, showing its sharpness.

Wang Shuyue's eyes suddenly brightened, and the input of aura was fanned again. This time, he directly fanned out the flames and burned the last half of the evergreen tree into fly ash.

With the scorching surging waves, Wang Shuyue saw with her own eyes that the broken hair on her forehead was curled up.

This is just the aftermath. If this fire slaps a person, the other person will be seriously injured if they are not burned to death.

Wang Shuyue let out a "wow", only that the fan in her hand was too powerful.

Gu Ziming saw that she hadn't seen the world before, sneered: "There is still a big trick that I haven't used, where is this to follow."

"Is it flying?" Wang Shuyue asked excitedly.

Gu Ziming shook his head, and Wang Shuyue became curious. It's not flying. Is it better than flying?

Flying is just the basics. Gu Ziming raised his eyebrows and urged, "Don't you know if you try?"

Wang Shuyue came with interest.

However, just those two moves just used one-fifth of her spiritual power, but I didn't expect this precious fan to consume spiritual power.

Muttering in her heart, Wang Shuyue's hand movements were not slow, and one-third of her body's spiritual power was injected into the treasure fan at once, and the treasure fan suddenly lit up with a dazzling light.

Raising his hand for a flash, "Hula" all of a sudden, countless sharp blue feathers flew out. With her as the center of the circle, all the vegetation within ten meters of the surrounding area turned into dust, leaving a large depression on the ground. !

She obviously just slapped it lightly...

With such power, Wang Shuyue was stunned.

As for Qian Hao and other supernatural forces passing by the tree, they looked stupid.

Almost, just a little bit! They are in the attack range!

"Wang Shuyue!!!"

An angry shout resounded throughout the playground. Wang Shuyue smiled "hahaha" without paying attention. She threw the fan into the air in a desperate manner, leaped lightly, stepped on the treasure fan, and flew crookedly over the troop's playground.

Qian Hao was startled first, his eyes flashed with a gleam of envy, jealousy and hatred.

He admits that he is sour now, so sour!

The air treasure fan suddenly uttered a soft cry, and then separated from Wang Shuyue's feet, surrounded her, transformed into a big blue bird, and carried her firmly on his back.

If this were to put on a fairy-like, wide-sleeved long skirt, a lively fairy flying to the sky.

Wang Shuyue, who thought the treasure fan was only in one form, looked at the big blue bird under him in shock, and muttered in disbelief:

"The best spirit weapon?"

Astonished at the rank of the treasure fan, and the aura in her body was exhausted, Wang Shuyue hurriedly took the treasure fan and jumped from the air to avoid the possibility of being thrown to death.

Gu Ziming walked up with the box and asked with a smile, "How is it? Are you satisfied?"

Wang Shuyue carefully put the treasure fan back into the box and locked it, hugged it in her arms, and took a mouthful of her big white teeth.

"Satisfied, I am very satisfied!"

"Gu Ziming!" Wang Shuyue gratefully looked into Gu Ziming's eyes, "Thank you."

The man was taken aback, he didn't expect her to be so solemn, but he quickly joked:

"If it weren't for my special application, you could get a flying weapon at most, and if I got you such a good baby, would you just say thank you?"

"Ah..." Wang Shuyue froze, but she thought he made sense.

Such a good baby, she should have said something.

"I'll invite you to dinner." Wang Shuyue sent out the invitation sincerely.

Gu Ziming raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Now?"

"Yes you can!"

Wang Shuyue responded with one mouthful and waved her hand bravely: "Walk around, are you driving here? Go to the city center, there are so many delicious foods there, you can order whatever you want!"

"By the way, don't you like to drink milk tea? We can buy two cups of milk tea first and then go shopping slowly..."

Gu Ziming chuckled, "Let's go then."

After get off work at six o'clock, as long as there is no special situation, the rest of the time is his own. Wang Shuyue is now off work, and no one stops him if he wants to go out.

As long as you come back before ten o'clock in the evening, it will be fine.

Gu Ziming drove out of the car. Wang Shuyue held the box and sat in the passenger seat, and signaled Gu Ziming to hurry up.

"Your fan, what name are you going to give it?"

Gu Ziming started the car unhurriedly and drove towards the city center.

naming?

This is really Wang Shuyue.

The baby opened the box and took a look at his superb spiritual weapon, and thought for a while, "Or is it called Qingyu Fan?"

Gu Ziming glanced over silently, "I can only say nothing."

Wang Shuyue glared at him dissatisfiedly, "What do you know, I call it simple!"

Gu Ziming said "Heh", too lazy to make any comments.

In short, the name was decided like this.

At early eight o'clock, the two came to the city center. Wang Shuyue hadn't forgotten Gu Ziming's milk tea, put the box in the storage bag, and ran to buy the milk tea back to express his gratitude.

Compared with Qing Yushan, what does she count for two cups of milk tea?

"I said..." Gu Ziming looked at the hot eyes of the passers-by and reminded: "So many people are looking at you, don't you want to hide?"

Wang Shuyue smiled slightly, waved friendly and screamed at the onlookers nearby, before turning her head and raising her eyebrows:

"Take it as an experience~www.readwn.com~ What do you experience? Is the experience cheeky?" Gu Ziming scoffed.

Wang Shuyue's smiling face suddenly became cold, and she gave him a blank look, "Why do you always have thorns when you speak? Can't you speak well?"

‘Gu Ziming, why do you always have thorns in your words...’

In his mind, another woman's voice suddenly appeared, with a little questioning and annoyance. Gu Ziming was suddenly in a trance.

"Hey, why aren't you leaving?" Wang Shuyue turned around and looked at the man standing still, "What's wrong with you?"

His eyesight returned to clarity, and Wang Shuyue's suspicious face appeared in front of him. Gu Ziming raised his hand and pushed away, and entered a restaurant casually.

"Believe it or not, I'll hammer you to death!" Wang Shuyue, who was pushed and staggered, raised his fist to catch up. Before his fist fell, she met the man's quiet eyes.

Wang Shuyue affirmed: "Gu Ziming, you are not right! There is a ghost in your heart!"