ROTCGIS, Chapter Thirty Four

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Rebirth of the Charming Girl in Space

Chapter 34:

Push it on his head

Murong Zhe probed her forehead with the back of her hand and saw that her body temperature was normal. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Yes, A’Ran, you have been sleeping for so long. It is definitely a dream. It is normal to dream about people. Where is the immortal? Is a God so easy to see? Don't think about that anymore, Dad won't let anything happen to you."

Murong Lingran said in a serious tone: "Dad, what I said is true. The Old God was afraid that you wouldn't believe it, so he even gave me a gift to prove it to you."

As soon as she finished speaking, she picked up a bamboo basket full of sundries, and under the cover of the bamboo basket, she took out a wooden box from the space. She opened it under the puzzled eyes of her father and brother, and three exquisite knives appeared in front of them. . .

"The Old God said, there are three in total here, one for each of us."

She saw this knife set in a store a few days before her death in the 21st century. She tried them and found it sharp. The scabbard was made of sturdy wood. There were exquisite tiger patterns on the handle and scabbard. She thought it was good knife, so she bought a set of ten.

Although it was a modern thing, there is no trace of modernity on the outside.

Murong Kuan stepped forward and took one, pulled out the blade from the scabbard, and his eyes suddenly lit up when he saw the sharp blade.

There happened to be a branch next to him. After picking it up, he swung it over in an unexpected way. The branch that was three fingers wide easily broke into two sections.

Murong Kuan's eyes suddenly widened and he said excitedly: "This... this is too sharp. I have never seen such a sharp knife in my life, and its blade is so beautiful."

Murong Zhe also had a look of surprise in his eyes. If his hand hadn't been injured, he would have wanted to take it and try it himself.

There is no man who does not love swords, and her father and brother are no exception.

Murong Lingran smiled lightly and said, "You should believe me now, except for Gods, who can make a knife so beautiful and sharp?"

"A’Ran, is this really what the Old God gave you?" Although Murong Zhe mostly believed her, he still wanted to ask more clearly, "When did he give it to you?"

"It's true. When you were selling medicine and I was home alone, I dreamed of him in my sleep. It seemed that he thought I needed a self-defense weapon. It could also be used to cut medicine or something. When I woke up, This knife appeared next to my pillow."

The father and son looked at each other and completely believing her words in their hearts. After all, it was impossible for A’Ran to have the money to buy a knife to fool them. Are there really Gods in this world?

"Dad, I have an agreement with the Old God not to let too many people know about him, so you must not tell others about the gift he gave me, not even my mother, otherwise you will make him angry, our family will be prone to disaster."

This knife thing is so bizarre, the less people know about it, the better.

At this time, Chang Qi Shenjun in the space rolled his eyes after listening to Murong Lingran's words. Even if this ghost girl is smart, she could blame him for anything she does in the future.

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But is he old? Although he is a little older, everyone who has seen him says that he is very young and heroic looking.

Does his voice make people feel he’s an old man?

Changqi Shenjun was deeply trapped in self-doubt at this time.

The father and son suddenly came to their senses when they heard the word "disaster". Murong Zhe glanced outside the cave, looked at his son with a serious tone and warned: "What A’Ran said today must not be spoken out, do you understand?"

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