Anyway, after Fengling returned to the little stone house...
He had been admiring Ruo Qingyan's sword.
For some reason, he felt a strange sense of familiarity as he held it in his hand!
I have a feeling that this sword has something to say to me.
After that, Xiao Hui came here.
She saw the old man sweeping the courtyard but didn't react.
Because he is not a spiritual master.
Therefore, given her status, she didn't need to greet him.
Logically speaking, the old man should have been the one to bow to Xiao Hui.
But he didn't.
Xiao Hui didn't care; she didn't care about these things.
She only cares about Ruo Qingyan.
She flew directly over the old man and landed in front of the house with the wind chimes.
"Hey! Wind Chime! Open the door!"
"Ruo Qingyan, give up. I won't return this sword to you unless you let me flick it."
The sound of wind chimes came from inside the house.
He assumed that Ruo Qingyan had come with Xiao Hui.
I was thinking to myself, "Did he get over it so quickly?"
Then I'll be kind enough to forgive you.
Xiao Hui rolled her eyes:
"The Holy Maiden hasn't come! Open the door!"
Wind chimes: ...
creak—
The door opened, and Fengling glanced at Xiaohui, then looked behind her.
They really didn't come!
Bang--
Just close the door.
Xiaofen:? ? ?
"you..."
She didn't care about anything else, opened the door, and went inside.
At this moment, Fengling was sitting on the sofa, holding Ruo Qingyan's sword in her hand.
He said calmly:
"Want a sword? Let her come to it herself."
Xiao Hui said helplessly:
"Stop fooling around, give me the sword right now."
The wind chime sat there motionless.
Xiao Hui suddenly felt that things were going to get complicated.
She found it difficult to guess the saint's thoughts.
The thoughts of this wind chime are equally hard to fathom!
She was caught in the middle of the two men, and it was really uncomfortable for her.
I feel like all my brain cells are dying lately.
"Wind Chime, please! Give me the sword, it's a task the saintess gave me."
"If you don't give it to me, the Holy Maiden will blame me."
She didn't have any good ideas, so she could only pretend to be pitiful.
The wind chime merely gave a cold laugh:
"Don't worry, she won't blame you. She's just furious with me."
Xiaofen:...
So you know all of this.
I was just deliberately trying to make her angry...
"Hey, what are you trying to do?"
"Can't you two just talk this out?"
Feng Ling smiled and said calmly:
“I explained everything clearly, but she just wanted to slash me with her sword.”
"The Holy Maiden doesn't really mean to hurt you."
"You know, the Holy Maiden is just in a bad mood lately, you know how women are..."
Xiao Hui's inner thoughts: ...
I'm sorry, Holy Maiden!
Xiao Hui had no choice...
The wind chime pouted:
"Fine, you can have the sword."
"real!"
Xiao Hui was delighted to hear this.
"But there's a condition."
"Wind Chime said with a smile."
"What?"
"Give me her contact information."
Xiao Hui was taken aback by what she heard, and scratched her head:
What do you want to do?
The wind chime said softly:
"What's the point of adding her on WeChat? Of course I'm going to yell at her!"
Xiaofen:? ? ?
"No! I won't give it to you!"
Wind Chime rolled her eyes. "You actually believe that?" she said.
"Can I add her and apologize?"
"real?"
"Um."
Xiao Hui thought to herself, "If Feng Ling apologizes, the Saintess will be very happy, right?"
Then, Ruo Qingyan's WeChat account was betrayed by Xiao Hui.
Her WeChat name is Ruo Qingyan, and her profile picture is the character "Ruo".
Nothing special about it.
After sending the friend request, Fengling tossed the sword to Xiaohui.
"I'm off then! Thanks!"
Xiao Hui, carrying the sword, walked out of Feng Ling's room.
The old man was looking at her with cold eyes.
But she didn't even glance at the old man.
He circulated his spiritual energy, wanting to fly and return to Saintess Peak.
However, just as she took off...
The old man who had been silently sweeping the floor suddenly raised his broom.
The dust that had never risen before suddenly billowed up.
A sandstorm swept up, blocking her path.
"ah!"
Xiao Hui was startled, screamed, and immediately fell from the sky.
The wind made her clothes flutter and her hair fly wildly.
She held the sword in one hand and brushed aside the hair in front of her eyes with the other.
They stared in shock at the sand tornado before them.
Then I glanced at the old man in front of me again.
At this moment, he was holding a broom, looking coldly at Xiao Hui in front of him.
Did he create that sandstorm?
She hadn't even sensed any spiritual energy fluctuations just now.
How did this tornado form?
"you..."
Before Xiao Hui could speak, the old man said in a deep voice:
"Put down that sword."
Xiaofen:? ? ?
"What do you mean..."
creak—
The wind chimes inside heard the noise and immediately came out.
Then he saw this scene before him and asked in confusion:
"What's going on?"
Xiao Hui frowned, looking at the old man sweeping the floor in front of her:
"Do you know who I am? How dare you do this?"
Swish—
The old man stood the broom upright in his hand.
There was no spiritual energy fluctuation on his body.
But those eyes and that somewhat thin body inexplicably frightened Xiao Hui!
"No matter who you are, put down that sword."
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