"They are like this?!" Daojun Yuanheng was eye-opening.
He thought that seeing Ningxia chatting with Lingjian before, and seeing the swordsmen surrounding Ningxia who looked unusually lively, was already relatively uncommon. I didn't expect that there would be such extra-staff programs, they are really exciting.
"Haha, stay wild... stay wild." Ning Xia felt a little guilty, and she knew that this method was indeed a bit bizarre.
This time Chonghuan Sword's reaction was particularly strong, probably because now that the situation is not tight and peaceful, he can't bear other spirit swords to get close to Ningxia. The friendship they had fought together in the secret realm seemed to have disappeared all of a sudden. The offensive becomes fiercer.
And Ruzhang looked like he was a veteran. It was obvious that he had given in to Zhong Huan in the past, but he didn't give in this time. The two swords were fighting each other, with swords and swords flashing, as if they were enemies of life and death.
After experiencing the initial "shock", Daojun Yuanheng took a closer look and commented: "It's not bad. It's much improved compared to the previous meeting."
Now is not the time to talk about this!
Ning Xia really couldn't bear to see the two fighting each other, and it was hard for her to handle the opponent, but she would know a lot about Zhong Huan Jian.
When they came here, Ning Xia was quick and ruthless. He saw the right opportunity and grabbed one of the figures.
"Okay, stop fighting." Ning Xia lowered her head and glanced at the still shaking Chonghuan Sword, looking helpless.
The other sword suddenly lost its opponent and seemed to be at a loss. It hung in mid-air, shaking dissatisfiedly, and finally reluctantly obeyed the call and returned it to Daojun Yuanheng.
"Fufeng, your way of carrying a sword is really unique. I have never seen it before." Daojun Yuanheng shook his head and laughed: "Ruzhang is much more lively when he comes back."
Ning Xia didn't know whether to say something else at this moment, so she could only nod.
She really wanted to say that she didn't have any special sword-discharging skills, they just became like this inexplicably. It can be said that the words of denial feel a bit unjustified, because Ruzhang became like this after following her back. Whether it was because of the rebirth or other reasons, it had something to do with her.
She didn't know if Xie Shi's Qingluan would be in such a situation. She really wanted to ask later.
She wanted to skip this topic quickly and changed the subject in a less clever way: "Is this...Long Yuan?"
Although she had a lot of contact with this spiritual sword, it was always short and she rarely had time to be alone. But Ningxia is definitely no stranger to it, and is even impressed.
She recently and lastly came into contact with this spiritual sword. When her life was in danger, the loyalty of that spiritual sword left a deep impression on Ningxia. In order to save its master, this spiritual sword almost disappeared from this world along with its own existence. Later, she asked several times for news, and Daojun Yuanheng also said that it was being repaired, so she didn't ask again.
"It has only been repaired in the past few days, but I can't bear to come out." Daojun Yuanheng said a little helplessly, pushing the Long Yuan sword slightly.
The movements of Long Yuanjian and Chonghuan Ruzhang were different. They were a little too calm. Daojun Yuanheng pushed him, and he slowly floated up, gliding in mid-air with an elegant trajectory, and finally landed leisurely. Ningxia palm.
The girl seemed a little unexpected, a little excited and couldn't help but let out a cheer.
She asked with a smile in her tone: "Are you feeling better?"
She was not talking to another person in the field, but to the spirit sword not far away. The tone was very natural, as if he was talking to someone.
Daojun Yuanheng was thoughtful, watching Ning Xia caressing the sword bones that had been repaired like a heart. The sword body under the palm of his hand trembled slightly, and made a slight sound like a breath.
This is already a very exciting performance for the calm Spirit Sword.
He sighed inwardly, he was indeed a good hand.
The elder smiled slightly and said nothing more, letting Ningxia communicate on his own.
She has been dealing with spirit swords for a long time, and although her swordsmanship is mediocre, she can still be considered someone who understands swords.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that Long Yuanjian is full of energy now, and he is full of energy. Even if his expression cannot be seen, he can still see that he is full of energy, which is in sharp contrast to the broken appearance he saw last time.
It is a great blessing in the world that the sword can ring again. Ningxia was happy for him when she saw it, and pressed the Chonghuan Sword forcefully, hoping to get some specially prepared spiritual liquid to entertain this special guest.
"Old man, please, stop making trouble. Everyone has a serious sword with an owner, why are you making such a fool of yourself..." Ning Xia patted the thick sword sheath threateningly.
Then I don’t know if he was really threatened, but he gradually became quiet.
Ningxia was very satisfied with the cooperation of a certain sword and was about to pull out the spiritual liquid. Unexpectedly, something was pulled out. She raised her head and met a pair of smiling eyes.
Ning Xia suddenly felt a wave of embarrassment rising over her head. What did she just do? He actually started talking to himself in front of Taojun Yuanheng. Although the two were already familiar with each other, she still felt awkward subconsciously.
"You are busy with your business, don't worry about me. You two get along so well, no wonder he kept making noises to come out as soon as it was repaired. I just remembered to thank you." Daojun Yuanheng raised his eyebrows and said.
Why are you thanking him? Ningxia didn't think he had done anything, so he just thought it was Yuan Heng Daojun who was joking.
But Daojun Yuanheng has a clear mind. His spiritual sword has a spirit. Although it cannot speak as flexibly as a human, he still knows who is kind to it.
In that space storm, Ningxia sent out the spirit sword with life-saving means, and then saved Daojun Yuanheng's life. Although it also paid a personal price to save its master, it still missed Ningxia.
Thanks to Ning Xia for protecting him without hesitation at the moment of his choice, and also thanks to Ning Xia for letting him go to save his master.
So after the repair was completed, he couldn't bear to come out, even though he himself may not know what gratitude is. This is the so-called "animity of all things".
Although Fufeng's talent in swordsmanship is mediocre, he is also a person who truly understands swordsmanship.
As for his gratitude, there is no need to say more, it has long been put into practice.
It is definitely impossible for Ningxia to only entertain Long Yuan with one sword, otherwise the other two swords would not be able to fall out, and it would only be a little bit of spiritual fluid anyway. In the end, the conversation turned into a spiritual sword party. Ningxia prepared a large pool of diluted spiritual liquid water for them to soak in.
Seeing how the swords were absorbing the spiritual liquid peacefully, Ning Xia couldn't help but sigh. Sure enough, the dinner table is the easiest place to make friends. It turns out that even the swords are the same.
"Seeing that you get along so well, I feel relieved." Daojun Yuanheng and Ning Xia stood aside and observed several spiritual swords, and suddenly said.
How did you say this? Ning Xia subconsciously felt something was wrong and suddenly turned her head to look at Daojun Yuan Heng.
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