Mo Beiyuan's eyes darkened, and his thin lips pursed into a line. "Your saber is with me."
This woman had probably forgotten that her saber was temporarily with him.
To think she wanted to move forward with a saber. If it was really a killer, she probably didn't even have a handy weapon.
At the thought of this, Mo Beiyuan suddenly remembered something. Previously, Yun Ran did not have any spiritual power cultivation; even if she had a storage ring, she could not control it.
However, it was different now. She had found her spiritual root and had a certain spiritual power cultivation. She could control the storage ring.
He did have a few idle storage rings in his hand, but they were all in the style of men. It was not suitable for her slender fingers to wear them.
