"Hey, Lan Xun, can you please stop being so pedantic!" Hong Jing's red light flashed slightly, and then he thought: "Oh, I almost forgot, you were originally the divine king in heaven, so naturally you will die like those bad old men. Brain!”
"you!"
Lan Xun suddenly opened his eyes and stared at him with cold eyes: "Don't confuse me with them, I never take them seriously!"
"Then, why do you think that sword spirits can't have the emotions of male love and female love?" Hong Jing retorted unconvinced.
Lan Xun moved his eyes away, stared at Jinghe, and coldly snorted with piercing eyes: "It's in vain that you are still the sword of the Demon Temple for thousands of years. Don't you know that the sword spirit can only protect one master for life? After signing a contract with it, it will be combined with the host's Only through tacit understanding can the sword exert its most powerful power!"
"And this is what we, as sword spirits, have been thinking about all our lives. If you are stubborn and want to mix that kind of emotion, it's not impossible. But if you try, you will only feel tired and boring, and you won't feel anything!"
Speaking of this, Lan Xun lowered his eyes slightly: "That's all, the reason why you have such thoughts now is just because you lost that half of your soul."
Hong Jing noticed the change in his expression and couldn't help but remain silent for a long time. "What you said makes sense, but even though we are sword spirits, we are also swords with various emotions!"
"And our souls are tempered by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Our hearts are no longer made of iron. We can also protect the person we like, right?"
Lan Xun couldn't help but whisper: "Why are you so naive? I'm afraid you don't know that because of being used by others, you are treated as scrap metal, or even sacrifice yourself. There are countless sword spirits who have fallen into the devil's path, and some of them are even broken. The emotion you should have is to be feared by the one you love.”
"You and I are born to gather grudges. We should think about how to get revenge instead of getting entangled with those meaningless people or things!"
Hong was startled: "It's just a joke, why did he react so suddenly?"
Lan Xun realized that his emotions were a little too intense, so he calmed down a little and said, "Forget it, let it go. You won't have such thoughts after you combine with the other side of the soul."
Immediately, Hong Jing flew to his side: "I shouldn't have said this as a joke just now, but... I wonder if you have experienced it?"
Lan Xun glanced at him coldly: "I have been in the heaven since I was born. Apart from practicing swords every day, I also wander around my own jurisdiction. I have never heard of what you said in the heaven, so how can I experience it?"
Hong Jing couldn't help but laugh out loud: "That's right. You have been hanging out with those pedantic and stubborn old men all year round. It's no wonder you have such a cold temper."
"You are pedantic, don't compare them to me!" Lan Xun glanced at him with a cold look in his eyes.
At the same time, Zhuo Yi and Zhuo Bai were looking around frantically, fearing that others would recognize them.
"Fourth Junior Brother, have they come out?" Zhuo Yi saw the eyes of everyone around him drifting over, and he quickly pretended to be calm and covered himself up.
Zhuo Bai quickly glanced at Wanhua Tower, and suddenly looked at the woman he was soliciting outside. Seeing his affectionate eyes, Zhuo Bai turned around nervously: "Brother, you'd better see for yourself!"
"What's wrong?" Zhuo Yi saw the panic on his face, and then glanced towards the place where he was looking just now. When he saw the women standing outside the building looking in the direction of the two of them, they all let out sweet smiles, and suddenly felt a wave of excitement all over his body. trembling.
"Otherwise, let's go further!"
When Zhuo Bai heard this, he covered his face with his hands and said seriously: "That's what I meant!"
After that, the two of them walked in tacit understanding. Suddenly, Lin Fan's shout came from behind, and they immediately turned around with joy on their faces.
"What's going on with these two guys, do they still want to leave us?" Lin Fan glanced helplessly at Zhuo Yu, who was sleeping soundly beside him. His hands were already sore from resisting.
"Healer, you have figured it out!"
Lin Fan saw the two people running towards him, his eyes were a little dull, and he said in a long tone: "Seeing what you did just now, are you trying to throw us away?"
"Of course not!" Zhuo Yi glanced at the girls behind Lin Fan with some fear, then approached Lin Fan and said, "They are flirting with me, we can't leave unless we leave."
"Oh, so that's it." Lin Fan looked at the two of them playfully, and then dumped Zhuo Yu on them: "Then, send him back quickly, I'm tired of this day!"
"Okay, thank you, spiritual master, thank you for your hard work, spiritual master!"
The two of them shouted in tacit understanding, and when they heard the girl's voice coming from not far away, they suddenly said in panic: "Goodbye, spiritual master, we should be punished if we come back late!"
Before Lin Fan had time to wave, he saw them dragging Zhuo Yu all the way in a hurry: "They are really two chicks. Seeing the girl is like seeing a ghost, ugh."
The next day, when the morning light showed slightly, Qiankun slowly stood up.
He suddenly felt a headache and covered his head. He lowered his head slightly and said in a low voice: "I fell asleep without knowing it last night. It seemed that I had a very strange dream."
Although he remembered the scene at that time, he could not remember the face of the woman in the dream. At this moment, he only felt as if his chest was being pressed by a thousand pounds, and he was a little breathless.
He braced himself up and looked at the horses beside him: "Today, I have nowhere to go, and Lincheng is no longer my home. Looking back on the past, there is nothing worthy of my nostalgia!"
Qiankun glanced at the way he came, then got on his horse and ran away. No matter what the future holds, he only lives for himself!
At the same time, the main palace of Lincheng City.
Qian Qian and his wife Hongyan arrived outside the city lord's palace. He carefully held the packed altar in his hands and waited outside.
At the same moment, a servant from the mansion walked out and said with a smile on his face: "The city lord has summoned me, please come in with me."
"Okay, okay."
Qian Qian said with a smile on his face. Hong Yan on the side winked at him and murmured: "Be smarter later and don't make any mistakes!"
"I know, ma'am, don't worry." Qian Qian said with a smile.
As the servants arrived at the main hall, the two of them couldn't help but be amazed by the scenery around them.
Seeing a tall chair on the stage with its back facing away, a slender man was sitting with his forehead propped up. Although he couldn't see his true appearance, he could still feel the inherent sense of oppression and shocking majesty on his body.
"City Lord, we have been brought here!" The servant walked to the side of the City Lord and said.
"I know, let's go down!" As a low voice came out, Hongyan couldn't help but raise her eyes slightly and take a few glances. Her heart sank. If any girl could marry the city lord, it would be her. What a lifelong blessing.
She couldn't help but glance at Qian Qian in disgust and rolled her eyes unconsciously.
Hongyan frowned slightly and bumped Qianqian secretly with her hand, which made him react immediately and nodded.
"Meet, meet the city lord!"
"Get up, are you from Qian's Ceramics?" Linkong said lazily, the jade ring on his thumb turning under his fingers.
(End of chapter)
