Mu Chongxi almost couldn't stop himself, "Who can I rely on?" He was so handsome, it was unforgivable.
Zhou Xingyun: "Your wife."
Mu Chongxi: "Impossible, absolutely impossible, that's your wife."
Zhou Xingyun: "Oh, my wife hasn't transformed yet."
But seriously, is Junior Sister's talisman so powerful?
Chaoxi squeezed her face with her hands, making an innocent and cute expression, not understanding why her sword master made that expression.
Zhou Xingyun looked at it for a few seconds, "Little Junior Sister, this kind of talisman is only useful in places with rich spiritual energy." The sword cave contains tens of thousands of swords, which is a good place to raise sword spirits. Before Chao Xi, only a shadow appeared. In the final analysis, Mu Chongxi was too weak before, not enough to support the complete transformation of the spirit sword.
Mu Chongxi was speechless as he looked at the sword spirit and whispered to his senior brother, "Is this thing really my sword?"
Zhou Xingyun gave him an affirmative look.
He was also thinking about a question: would Duan Chen look like this after he transformed?
Chaoxi's personality is exactly the same as Mu Chongxi's, cheerful and even has a bit of a middle school syndrome. Chaoxi looked around for a moment, "Where's Ye Qiao? Where's Qiaoqiao? Where's your junior sister?"
Mu Chongxi reached out to grab his collar and reiterated: "That's my junior sister!!"
Chaoxi had a bright appearance and a very passionate personality. The sword spirit pouted: "Okay, okay, I will forgive your rudeness for now."
Chaoxi was a well-known sword on the spiritual sword list. With him leading the way, the red sword energy was like a rainbow, filled with murderous intent. The heavy sense of oppression emanated, severely intimidating those spiritual swords that were eager to approach.
Mu Chongxi was followed by a red sword spirit. The spiritual energy in the sword cave was so rich that the sword shadow of Chaoxi, which had only appeared for a second on the competition stage, became completely solid.
Although the lord of the Chaoxi Sword is Mu Chongxi, the sword spirit himself likes Ye Qiao a little more.
When Ye Qiao and Mu Chongxi met for the first time, he especially liked being touched by her. Now that he has transformed with the help of her talisman, he... likes it even more!
Mu Chongxi looked at the sword spirit who seemed to want to twist himself into a caterpillar, waving his hands non-stop and speaking in a coquettish tone, and the corners of his mouth twitched wildly.
He understands that every sword spirit has a different personality.
But why the hell is his sword spirit such a dramatic character?
Zhou Xingyun looked dazed and pale, holding Duan Chen in his hand, looking as if he had lost all desire to live.
Mu Chongxi and Ye Qiao were already quite quarrelsome.
After Chaoxi transformed, he and Mu Chongxi kept complaining all the way. Zhou Xingyun didn't dare to imagine that after the other sword spirits transformed in the future, their Changming Sect would probably become a duck farm.
With the sword spirit leading the way, the journey is smooth.
"Let's go back to find our junior sister." After Chao Xi transformed, they finally didn't have to keep fleeing in the sword cave. This was cause for celebration.
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On the other side, Ye Qiao was also running for her life. She was so focused on escaping that she almost bumped into the wall. She looked everywhere for Ye Qinghan's trace, and looked at those spiritual swords leisurely and elegantly on the way.
Leading the group was a sword that looked like the glow of the moon, following him like a possessed being.
Ye Qiao quickened her pace. After her persistent search, she finally saw Ye Qinghan's shadow. The two of them bumped into each other head-on. The moment she saw Ye Qinghan, the corners of her lips raised in a brilliant arc, "Hi, hi, hi, Ye Qinghan?"
Ye Qinghan's mouth twitched, and he had a bad feeling.
As far as he knew, Ye Qiao had a natural spiritual root, and his talent was just as high as his, which meant...
The number of spiritual swords following her was no less than his own.
This scene of meeting love at the corner almost drove Ye Qinghan crazy. It was too late for him to turn around and run. There was only one way to go on either side, so he could only escape with Ye Qiao.
Ye Qiao reached out and tied a demon-binding rope around his waist, asking him to run with her. Her talismans were useless against swords, so she took out a Jiying Talisman from the mustard seed bag and stuck it on Ye Qinghan's body, and their speed suddenly increased.
Ye Qiao looked back at the spirit swords and said slowly, "See, I told you that being a widow for a hundred years was causing problems. You guys from the Sword Sect are watching them really closely. If you had let them out earlier, we wouldn't have ended up in this situation today."
Seeing that she still kept talking nonsense, Ye Qinghan's veins bulged, "Shut up."
He swung his sword and forcibly cleared a path.
"Walk."
The two of them immediately ran inside.
Inside the sword cave, it is more like they are waiting for the sword to choose them rather than choosing the sword.
Ye Qinghan knew that Ye Qiao had her natal sword, so she would not be his competitor. There was no need to be wary of her in the current situation.
"Hi hey hey, are you going to look for the Broken Water Sword?" After temporarily getting rid of those spiritual swords, Ye Qiao followed him and asked with a smile.
Ye Qinghan hummed, perhaps a little speechless, and glanced at her, but did not drive her away. After all, these spirit swords were flying around like crazy and people were scattered. It would be better to have someone to keep them company and take care of each other.
The good news is that I have a close disciple to keep me company.
The bad news is that the disciple is Ye Qiao.
As soon as she entered, she became restless, constantly looking around, then climbing up the wall like a monkey, trying to walk vertically on the wall. This weird walking movement made veins bulge on Ye Qinghan's forehead again.
He couldn't imagine how Zhou Xingyun could remain calm when being with such an unreliable person like Ye Qiao.
"Ye Qiao." Ye Qinghan asked coldly, "Is this road no longer big enough for you?"
Ye Qiao ignored him and continued to use this strange walking movement to fly over the walls. Ye Qinghan took several deep breaths to suppress his anger and continued to walk deeper with an expressionless face. The interior of the sword cave was pitch black. The closer they got to those high-level spirit swords, the fewer swords were chasing them.
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