Chapter 262 This Hateful Woman
Xia Xing'er turned her attention back to the pheasants and rabbits on the ground.
Seeing Xuanyuan Yi staring at them but not taking any action, she unconsciously looked at his hands.
Only then did I realize that it wasn't that this guy didn't take action, but that he didn't have a knife.
She pointed at the Dragon Roar Sword at his waist: "Use it!"
The Dragon Roar Sword has shrunk several times and is now only the size of a palm. It is tucked around Xuanyuan Yi's waist. If someone doesn't know, they would just think it is an ornament.
Now it is only the size of a palm, which is just right to be used as a dagger.
Xuanyuan Yi looked at the Dragon Roar Sword at his waist, then looked at Xia Xing'er.
Between using the Dragon Roar Sword to kill chickens and rabbits or listening to Xia Xing'er, he hesitated for a moment and chose to listen to Xia Xing'er.
He took the Dragon Roar Sword directly from his waist. He didn't know if it was his illusion, but when he took the Dragon Roar Sword, he seemed to feel a subtle fluctuation.
When he carefully investigated, he found nothing.
Xia Xing'er directly handed him a chicken. The pheasant, which was pretending to be dead, perhaps realized that it was about to die, and began to struggle frantically.
"Don't get your hands dirty!"
Xuanyuan Yi had to take his eyes off the Dragon Roar Sword at this time and quickly took the chicken.
During this time, he did not forget to take out a handkerchief from his arms, dipped it in a little water, and gently wiped Xia Xing'er's palms clean.
After doing all this, he prepared to use the Dragon Roar Sword to bleed the pheasant.
But at this time, an accident happened again. The Dragon Roar Sword struggled harder than a pheasant, and the entire sword body trembled violently.
Xuanyuan Yi: "..."
What is going on?
He spent every day with it, rubbing its body and taking care of it, but it didn't respond at all.
It's my mother who's here to kill the chicken, why is it so excited?
Xia Xing'er was also a little surprised by this scene. She quickly added, "I think this is all it can do. After you bleed the chicken, you still have to bleed the rabbit. I think we don't have enough firewood at home. You can chop more with it later!"
The Dragon Roar Sword suddenly stood up, and the sword light flashed, as if it had exploded with anger.
Seeing it was still angry, Xia Xing'er continued, "You're the only one who's still angry. What right do you have to be angry? At least the shoulder pole can be used to carry manure, but what about you? Let me tell you, we have many swords, and each one is more powerful than you. We don't keep useless swords around. Someone like you can't even chop down the people at Ghost Gate. What's the point of keeping you around?"
As soon as Xia Xing'er said this, the whole sword flew up and started to chop around. In just a few strokes, she chopped a small tree next to her into branches.
Xuanyuan Yi looked at Xia Xing'er with a smile in his eyes: "Xing'er, stop teasing it!"
He went back and got a blunt knife, found a stone nearby, squatted there and started sharpening it.
When the Dragon Roar Sword heard Xuanyuan Yi say that he would not use it to bleed the chicken again, it let the poor little tree go.
But it was still very angry. This woman was so hateful. She actually compared its majestic Dragon Roar Sword with a dung-shoveling pole and asked the man to use it to kill chickens. It was really an insult to the sword.
If it weren't for the fact that the woman's aura was too powerful and the sword couldn't defeat her, either swords of varying strengths would have to teach this woman a lesson.
Isn’t he just an old ghost? How can he be a match for the sword? It’s no problem for the sword to chop ten of them with one blow.
snort!
"I'm not teasing it. If it stays that way, I'll have to use it not only to kill chickens and chop wood, but also to carry manure."
Xia Xing'er spoke very seriously, and Long Yinjian, who was listening very attentively, was about to go berserk again.
"Well, its sword spirit has awakened now. If you're willing, I can make it recognize you as its master."
At this time, Xuanyuan Yi had sharpened the knife. He even tested its sharpness to make sure it was sharp enough before he killed the chicken by slitting its neck.
Just when the Longyin Sword thought Xuanyuan Yi would agree without hesitation, the entire sword became alert.
Xuanyuan Yi even glanced at the Dragon Roar Sword and refused, "No need. The Dragon Roar Sword is the natal sword of a master in the Tribulation Crossing Stage. I believe it must have its pride. If I force it to recognize me as its master, I think it will be unwilling. I hope that one day it can voluntarily recognize me as its master. Only then can it prove that I am not so incompetent!"
He knew that with Xia Xing'er's help, he could force it to recognize him as its master, but this was really not what he wanted.
If he really did this, the sword spirit of the Dragon Roar Sword would definitely not be convinced, would not fight with him on his back, and would not become his partner.
By that time, even if he held the magic sword in his hand, he would not be able to exert even one ten-thousandth of its power, and the Dragon Roar Sword would not do its best for him.
What Xuanyuan Yi wants is to use the sword given to him by Xing'er to clear the way for Xia Xing'er. To do this, he and Longyin Sword must become one with each other!
Wherever his heart goes, his sword will point.
"Okay, whatever you want!"
When the sword spirit of the Dragon Roar Sword heard Xia Xing'er relax, it withdrew its vigilance and also withdrew its disdain and contempt for Xuanyuan Yi.
In fact, when Xia Xing'er handed it to Xuanyuan Yi, it was not completely unconscious.
It had originally been in the space called the system, and was almost covered in dust.
I didn't expect that the one called System would take it out and give it to this woman.
When I felt the pure spiritual energy from her, I was quite happy and was ready to recognize her as my master.
The human figure is strong, and so is the sword. They both like strong people. It believes that as long as the woman in front of the human figure is the master, then they can create a world for themselves with just one sword.
What Ke Jian never expected was that this hateful woman would actually give him to the waste in front of her.
For the magic sword, people who cannot practice cultivation are trash. If you want to be the master of the magic sword, you must at least be a cultivator, not a trash who can't even practice cultivation.
It was originally full of excitement, but it wilted in an instant.
It really looked down on this man named Xuanyuan Yi, so it didn't want to make any move.
It is totally unreasonable for a weak mortal to have the crazy idea of wanting to master this divine sword.
But this time, it changed its opinion of this weak mortal, and saw a trace of the same pride and pride in him as its former master.
As long as people in this world hear the legend of it, they will definitely not be able to resist the temptation to take it for themselves.
Even though it doesn't have the same glory as before, it is still something that everyone is fighting for. It is much better than ordinary swords.
Not to mention that ordinary people cannot resist its temptation, even thousands of practitioners cannot resist its allure.
So far, there are only two people who can refuse it, one is the hateful woman in front of him, and the other is this stupid mortal.
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