Spiritual Weapon

Of course, Beiting Huang would not ask Yan Ye if he was a divine beast. He was too powerful. If he was angry, he could probably crush her into ashes with a breath.

"Give it to me!" Yan Ye extended his hand to Beiting Huang.

"What?" Beiting Huang was stunned. There was something on her that he liked? Could it be that Thunderbolt had told him about her obtaining a spiritual dagger? She flipped her wrist and the dagger that Nangong Qianxi had given her appeared in her hand. "You don't want me to give it to you, do you?"

"Why? You can't bear to?" Yan Ye raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Of course not!" Beiting Huang leaned against the tree trunk with a sly look in her eyes. "I know that His Highness the Night King will definitely not take a fancy to something that belongs to a little girl like me. Even if he does, he will definitely exchange it for something that is a hundred times more precious."