The Legend Of Immortal Phoenix
Light Sword

Princess Miya woke up first, the beautiful woman smiling at the figure of the young man who a moment ago had given her pleasure. With his plump hands Princess Miya stroked the cheeks, lips and thick eyebrows of Wu Yi Feng, even while asleep this young man looked handsome and dashing, apparently he did not choose the wrong husband, he said, until he unconsciously laughed.

Hearing the sound of laughter made Wu Yi Feng wake up from his sleep and when I sayup I saw the beautiful face before him Wu Yi Feng reflexively smiled and hugged the owner of the beautiful face tightly.

Princess Miya replied to the young man's treatment, her head was resting on the chest of Wu Yi Feng's field while the top of her head was rubbed by the handsome young man who was still half conscious.

No matter how long they were in that position until Princess Miya realized one thing, the woman immediately stood up and pulled a blanket to cover her innocent body, got off the bed and went to a mirror.

If the calculation is correct then he should now have returned in a transparent form, but it turns out that his body remains intact, not only that Princess Miya also feels that his body is no longer bound and restricted, as if she is no longer bound and restricted, it only meant one thing that the formation that had been sealing his body had been destroyed.

Hundreds of years he tried various ways to escape from the formation that had sealed his body, who would have thought it was through unification that the seal was finally destroyed. Princess Miya smiled in disbelief, her opponents must have taken all of this into account, of course they knew of the high self-esteem of a Miya who would not give her body to just anyone, that's why they made the unification as the only way to unseal the formation they installed.

Amidst her happiness, Princess Miya gasped when she realized two burly arms were gently hugging her waist.

"Are you awake??" Princess Miya's question was only answered by a nod by Wu Yi Feng, the young man hugging while struggling spoiled on Princess Miya's back.

Princess Miya clasped Wu Yi Feng's hands tightly while continuously smiling happily, they spent a few minutes just to hug that morning before Princess Miya turned her body and said, "Come with me.."

Princess Miya pulled the arm of Wu Yi Feng, then took the young man to a small pond where the water flowed directly from the waterfall that was behind the cottage/hut.

The pool contains water that is very clear to the base that is not too deep, more or less the depth is only about two meters. A cottage that has access to a small private pool is well worth it and comfortable.

The two threw themselves into the pond and looked at each other before Wu Yi Feng approached and gave his wife a warm kiss on the lips.

"Princess Miya how are you??"

"Princess Miya?? Are you going to keep calling me like that after what you did??" Miya pursed her lips and turned her back to Wu Yi Feng.

"I'm sorry my wife, I'm not used to it yet.." Wu Yi Feng hugged his wife from behind then started playing the twin mountains of his wife to provoke her passion.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.. Still want some more??"

Wu Yi Feng nodded, Miya turned back and immediately kissed Wu Yi Feng ferociously. The two re-united several times.

A few days later, Wu Yi Feng, who was training with his wife Miya, appeared to be playing several swords. With the direction of Miya, the movements that had always been a weak point in the four-season sword style began to be improved and improved.

"My wife, I don't think it seems that besides archery you are also skilled in playing the sword.." Flatter Wu Yi Feng, making Miya blush in embarrassment.

"For us Elves, archery is the main weapon we learn and must master. But we are also free to choose other weapons after mastering archery skills.

WHUSSSS....

Miya took out a sword from the void, a sword made entirely of ancient crystal stone curry, making the sword's appearance clear and transparent. The heirloom sword that Miya named the Sword of Light belongs to the level of legendary god heirloom, even the sword-forming material has long been extinct and only leaves Miya's sword alone.

"My husband, catch it and try to play it.." Miya threw the sword of light at Wu Yi Feng, who was instantly captured by the young man.

The light sword sheath was made of blackish-brown dragon skin, while the hilt was made of a special mixture of sheep feathers that only the Elves would raise and combine with dragon pulse fiber, make the grip becomes more steady and not slippery at all.

Wu Yi Feng watched for a moment the heirloom sword before it started swinging it, only once or twice could Wu Yi Feng already feel the difference, the light sword was so light but its strength was beyond doubt, even when Wu Yi Feng tried to split the stone without flowing the slightest bit of Qi into the blade of the light sword, the sword was able to split the stone easily like splitting tofu.

"It's amazing..." Exclaimed the excited Wu Yi Feng.

"If you like it, then the sword is for you.." Miya said with a smile and walked closer towards her husband.

"No... No. gabe.. This sword is too precious.." Wu Yi Feng sheathed back the sword of light then handed it to Miya.

"Have you really considered me your wife..???"

"Of course.."

"If so, then consider it a gift for you.." Miya pushed back the hand of Wu Yi Feng who was holding the sword of light.

"Flame.." Wu Yi Feng could not finish his words as Miya placed her index finger on the young man's lips, smiling the beautiful woman shook her head, as if saying, "Nothing but.."

Wu Yi Feng hugged his wife tightly as he muttered, "Thank you.." Both of them were silent before Miya bit one of Wu Yi Feng's fingers then dripped her blood onto the blade of the light sword.

The sword that received Wu Yi Feng's blood emitted a light that was so dazzling for a moment before then returned to normal, it was just that Wu Yi Feng already knew the difference, there was a warm tremor that was felt, and there was a warm tremor that felt, a sign that the sword has accepted itself as its new master.

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