C344 Yan'er's Talent

Besides, this little thing was too easily carried away, which was why he didn't tell her.

Ye Beiming didn't say these things explicitly.

He held her horizontally in his arms and gently placed her on the imperial concubine's bed. Then, he picked up a thin blanket from the side and placed it on top of her body.

He said softly, "Becoming a Soulreaper is not an easy task. If you really want to become a Soulreaper, your husband will tell you another day.

"Right now, let's sleep for a bit."

Tong Ling's smile was very satisfied and happy. She replied with an "En" before closing her eyes.

But in reality, she didn't immediately fall asleep. Instead, she squinted her eyes and watched her husband's every move. She was very curious about what he looked like when he had awakened his soul.

She muttered softly, "Husband, did you know that when the little fox was strolling around the entire world, oh, it was when I was strolling around the entire world that I met a Soulreaper.

That person seems to be wearing a lion shaped shoulder blade, so he should be an Earth Stage Soulreaper, right? "

"Yes."

"You don't even know, he's so full of himself. The Battle Soul Master beside him kowtowed many times, and even agreed to give him all the treasures, but the Soulreaper did not agree to help him clear the soul vein."

Ye Beiming sat cross-legged on the bed and said disapprovingly, "The soul vein requires a huge amount of soul power. If one is unable to endure it, he will lose his life."

After he finished speaking, Tong Ling suddenly tensed up, "So, the soul vein must also be a dangerous job?"

"For Soulreaper whose soul power is not strong enough, yes. "But your husband is strong enough."

Ye Beiming's tone was light, he did not underestimate those low level Soulreaper, and it was impossible to tell that he was proud because he was a talented Soulreaper.

It was like stating a simple fact.

Tong Ling liked him like this, strong but not arrogant.

He placed his hands about twenty centimeters away from Yan'Er's head and white soul power slowly entered her body from his palms. She smiled and murmured, "That's right, you're so strong. What's there to worry about …"

Tong Ling only saw that after his soul power entered Yan'Er's body, her body began to emit a white light, and she was no longer able to hold on.

Hearing that her breathing was even, Ye Beiming Ming laughed and sighed.

To him, awakening his soul was a piece of cake. He wasn't really afraid of being disturbed, he just wanted her to sleep for a while.

He dotingly glanced at her before truly starting to awaken his soul.

This child's talent was not bad. Although the time to awaken the soul was a bit late, it still didn't affect the awakening of her soul power.

After an ordinary child awakened their soul, their soul power would be red, but she was orange. As long as she awakened the Martial Soul, she could become a battle spirit.

Other than that, Yan Er had more soul vein s than the average person. If she trained hard in the future, her cultivation would definitely increase by leaps and bounds.

In less than an hour, he had completed the soul awakening ceremony.

Ye Beiming Mo retracted his soul power, and was about to leave, but a small hand held his hand.

The little person on the bed had his sleepy eyes wide open as he said in a frightened voice, "Daddy, don't go. Will you sleep with Yan'er?"

Ye Beiming assumed that she was having a nightmare, so he sat on the side of the bed again.

"Good girl Yan'er." Ye Beiming's voice was soft, but he took his hand away.

No matter what, Yan'er was not his biological daughter. He could not be so intimate with her, and he could not allow this little thing to eat him.

Yan'Er nodded her head and closed her eyes again.

Ye Beiming got up and dashed out of the window, saying in a low voice, "Like the wind."

"Master." Like the wind, he appeared and kneeled down as he spoke.

Ye Beiming stood with his hands behind his back and said solemnly, "You will stay here tonight to sleep with Yan'Er."

"…" The corner of Ru Feng's mouth twitched as his heart collapsed. He said with difficulty, "Master, there is a difference between males and females."

Actually, he also wanted to say: I am a secret guard, I only care about protecting my master, I don't care about sleeping with him.

But he didn't dare say it.

Ye Beiming's expression did not change as he said frankly, "She's still a child."

If he was a child, then why did his master retract his hand just now?

He sighed: "I know."

At most, he would not sleep tonight. He could just sit in this room for the entire night.

Ye Beiming returned to the room and carried the little woman on the imperial concubine's bed. In the next moment, they were back in the main house.

He placed Tong Ling on the bed and suddenly saw the fox tail on the bed. He could not help but shake his head and laugh.

Did this little thing not know how much it had moved him?

From the beginning, humans and beasts were different from beasts, but now, it was impossible to stop loving her. However, in just a few short months, it was truly hard to believe.

Ye Beiming originally wanted to return to the Twin Dragon Ring to take a bath, but it was already early. If he went to take a bath and returned, it would also be daylight, then …

In the end, he couldn't bear to part with her, so he lifted the quilt and lay down.

It just so happened that at this moment, Tong Ling turned around and put her head in his arms. Her long legs naturally pressed down on his abdomen.

He was already used to her ungraceful sleeping posture, but he had forgotten that she was half human and half beast. Even though she was sleeping soundly, her furry fox tail was still restless.

"Sigh …"

Outside the house, Rufeng heard his master's sigh and laughed sinisterly without a sound.

His master went to bed without taking a bath. This was unprecedented. Wasn't it to hug the Crown Princess?

However, the master seemed to be in a very torturous state. Did this count as the 'retribution' the master had asked him to share a room with a little girl?

Humph, that's enough.

The next day.

Tong Ling fell asleep again. When she woke up, her head hurt so much that it felt like it was about to explode.

"Ah, it hurts …" She covered her head and began to wail even before she opened her eyes.

It was at this moment that her husband's voice suddenly rang in her ears, "Ling'er, get up and drink this wine and tea."

Only then did Tong Ling open her eyes. She wanted to act spoiled and get him to help her up, but she turned her head to look. Not only was her husband there, Yan'er was there too.

The little girl smiled and said, "Mother is a lazy bug, Yan'er has already cultivated for four hours, and Yan'er has already awakened her Martial Soul."

Tong Ling quickly sat up, but because she did it too fiercely, her head buzzed again.

She wailed, "Sh * t! The hangover is so painful!"

"Mother, what kind of egg is that?"

Seeing Yan'er's serious face, the corner of Tong Ling's mouth twitched, and she quickly changed the topic. "Yan'er, summon your Martial Soul for mother to see."

This little girl came to show off in the first place, so she had to help her show off.

Hearing her say that, Yan'Er immediately started to operate her soul power. Soon after, Tong Ling saw Yan'Er's body explode with orange soul power, transforming into a cute rabbit and sticking to her body.

So, Yan'er was a beast type soul master?

Yan'er was very proud. She raised her head and said, "Mother, do you see that? Yan'er's Martial Soul is a rabbit."

Tong Ling glanced at her with a smile. "I know, you're amazing."

Sigh, how could she not be powerful? This little girl had just Awakened her soul last night, yet in such a short period of time, she had awakened her Martial Soul and turned into a battle spirit.

Thinking back to when she had to struggle to awaken the Martial Soul, it was truly infuriating.

The three people in the room all stood by the window and watched her. Tong Ling could no longer be embarrassed to stay here any longer, so she could only get up and quickly wash up.

After all, there was still something for her to do.