Dressing as Ziwei makes the Qing Dynasty more powerful

Ziwei lightly extended her jade arm and stopped Fu Kang'an who was about to move forward, saying softly, "Don't be impatient, first you need to recognize the sword as your master."

Fu Kang'an nodded slightly, his handsome yet expressionless face looking particularly stern. Without hesitation, he raised his right hand. A flash of cold light flashed in his hand, and the sharp tip of the sword slashed across his fingertips, leaving a scar. Blood gushed out, dripping onto the mysterious sword.

"Oh, you're crazy! Just one drop of blood is enough!" Ziwei saw this and hurriedly reached out to grab Fukang'an's wrist, pouting coquettishly. She gently held his injured finger. When her white jade-like hand gently brushed over his bleeding finger, the wound, which had been bleeding profusely, healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it was back to normal, as if it had never been injured.

Seeing Fukang'an treating her so recklessly, Ziwei couldn't help but sigh in her heart: This man, just for the sake of shedding blood to acknowledge his master, he didn't hesitate to inflict such a big wound. Doesn't he really feel any pain at all?

Seeing this, Fukang'an's brows stained with a slight smile, and then his eyes were attracted by the bright blue light radiating from the sword. The light was like a dream, dazzling and mesmerizing.

"Wow, Guanghua Sword! It is indeed a peerless sword!" Fukangan couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, his eyes flashing with excitement.

At this moment, Ziwei smiled slightly, and with a thought, she took out another sword that also exuded a mysterious aura from her sea of ​​consciousness.

"Look, this is called the Flawless Sword. It and the Brilliant Sword in your hand are a perfect match. You must take good care of it and don't lose it." Ziwei opened her red lips and said to Fukangan with a smile.

Fukang'an carefully examined the two swords in his hands. The more he looked at them, the more he liked them. The smile on his face became brighter and deeper.

Suddenly, as if remembering something important, he looked up at Ziwei and asked with a fiery and determined gaze, "Chen'er, we were lucky enough to survive that ferocious and terrifying monster this time. Does your promise to marry me still count?"

Ziwei rolled her eyes at him unhappily, tapping her foot lightly, and instantly enlarged the flawless sword. Then, with agility, she pulled Fukang'an up, leaped up, and landed firmly on the sword. "Stop talking nonsense and lead the way!"

"This...how is this possible!" Fukang'an's face was full of horror. He hugged Ziwei tightly in his arms and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Chen'er, you have successfully established the foundation? Fly slower, and be careful not to fall down!" However, just as his voice fell, he felt that the sword under his feet suddenly made a 360-degree turn. This sudden change made his heart beat faster and his face turned pale.

Ziwei looked at Fukang'an's face, which had turned as pale as paper due to fear, and couldn't help but laugh out loud. She thought to herself: I didn't expect that this man who is usually so majestic could be so scared!

After a long while, when Fukang'an gradually got used to the feeling of being in the sky, he couldn't help but let out a long breath, and then said with emotion: "It's really fast to fly on this sword! It will be much more convenient for us to go somewhere in the future."

Thinking of this, he secretly made up his mind that after things here were dealt with, he must seize the time to practice and complete the foundation building as soon as possible. In this way, he will be able to take Chen'er across the mountains and rivers of this world and soar between heaven and earth.

Although she was carefully controlling her speed, she had already arrived above a bustling market. After searching the air for a while, the two finally found a secluded, unnoticed corner and slowly descended.

When their feet touched solid ground again, they carefully sheathed their swords and walked side by side into the bustling market.

Night had already fallen, the temperature plummeted, and gusts of cold wind howled past, forcing people to huddle up tightly. Although the market was brightly lit, due to the cold weather, not many people were out strolling or shopping.

In order to attract customers and compete for some business, most stall owners were shouting at the top of their lungs to sell their goods. For a while, all kinds of shouts filled the entire market, making it very lively.

Fukang'an took her straight into a slightly larger restaurant, ordered a few signature dishes, and then took Ziwei to find a corner to sit down.

"Chen'er, you haven't answered the question just now. Does what you said before still count?"

Ziwei glanced at him lightly and said coquettishly, "Fukang'an, let me be frank with you. If you really want to spend your life with me, then from now on, you can only have a woman like me by your side. Don't even think about maids, concubines, or equal wives! If I find out that you have been unfaithful in the slightest, I will turn around and leave without mercy, and you will never be able to find my trace again in this life!" After that, Ziwei deliberately turned her head to the side to show her determination.

Seeing this, Fu Kang'an quickly reached out and tightly grasped Ziwei's hand, responding sincerely, "Chen'er, don't worry, those messy people will never appear by my side. Even if the mountains are gone, the rivers are dry, the winter thunder roars, the summer rains and snows, and the heaven and earth merge, I will never break up with you. As long as you don't give up this relationship, I will hold on to you tightly and never let go."

His eyes, as deep as a pool of water, were now filled with affection and attachment, as if they wanted to melt Ziwei's entire body into them.

Ziwei felt her heart flutter under his intense gaze, and a blush instantly spread across her pretty face. This man was truly a teasing man. Just a few simple words had her heart pounding.

She shyly withdrew her hand and pretended to fiddle with the teacup in her hand nonchalantly, but she never dared to raise her head and look at Fukang'an again, for fear that she would accidentally sink into his loving eyes and be unable to extricate herself.

At this moment, Ziwei felt as if her whole body was burning as if it was being roasted by fire. She was extremely panicked and even afraid that she would lose control and knock the man down.

Seeing Ziwei so shy and lovely, Fukang'an couldn't help but smile slightly, revealing a doting smile. But he also knew that he couldn't be too hasty, so as not to upset the beauty.