"What is City Lord Xiao doing?"
When Qingjiu looked at the sword in front of him, he did not reach out to take Qiang Ming back, but turned his head slightly to look at Xiao Wuhuan aside, and asked with a half-smile on his face.
Xiao Wuhuan, on the other hand, was not surprised that Qingjiu could block his attack, but his eyes fell on Qiang Ming.
"It already has a sword soul and a divine sword with autonomous consciousness. It is worthy of being the third most powerful artifact in the world, Qiang Ming."
After Xiao Wuhuan saw the faint blue humanoid figure that appeared from Qiang Ming's body gradually disappearing, his admiring eyes and tone of voice were full of praise.
Qiang Ming is a good sword, with a faint blue color at the end. There are two black dents on the sword body, extending to the end of the sword, and between the two dents, there are complicated and beautiful Sanskrit carvings.
When the long sword stood up, the whole body was surrounded by cold air. When the long sword was held in the hand, the entire cold air retracted the sword body, and the blue color became even worse. When it had just resisted his own blow, the sword body was engraved with There is a faint white light everywhere.
Let’s not talk about Qiang Ming’s own advantages, let’s talk about the sword soul and sword consciousness. There are not many artifacts like this in the nine days.
"City Master Xiao is overly praised. If City Master Xiao wants to test Qiang Ming, there is no need to make such a sudden move."
At this time, Qingjiu's steps moved slightly, and with Qingjiu's movements, Qiang Ming, who was standing in front of her, slowly disappeared.
However, Xiao Wuhuan looked at the faintly flowing blue light as Qingjiu moved around, and knew that even if he suddenly made a move, Qingjiu would not be harmed at all.
"I just want to remind Miss Qingjiu that I don't like what Miss Qingjiu just said. Miss Qingjiu, please don't make such a joke."
Xiao Wuhuan glanced at Qingjiu and his tone was cold, but in comparison, the look he looked at Qingjiu was even more chilling.
Qingjiu didn't answer Xiao Wuhuan's words, but after hearing what he said, there was an intriguing smile on his face.
He walked to Xiao Wuhuan's side and looked down at the remnant soul.
"Tomorrow is the Hundred Flowers Festival. I think City Lord Xiao wants to stop!" Qingjiu's tone was calm, and the emotions in his eyes were hidden behind his long eyelashes.
"God Yan Qing has sent someone to check. I might be in trouble if I wait. Miss Qingjiu, if I remember correctly, a member of the Jiqing sect, I wrongfully accused you last year, but I didn't expect you to do it again this time. A senior brother who can protect him with his own hands, it seems that even if he is not from this sect, he still has feelings."
Xiao Wuhuan answered Qingjiu's question first, but when he mentioned Ji Qing, his cold eyes fell on Qingjiu, and he said teasingly with a smile.
"Then it seems that tomorrow is the last chance. How sure does City Master Xiao think he is?"
As if he didn't hear Xiao Wuhuan's teasing, Qingjiu still looked at the remaining spiritual consciousness seriously and said.
"I am ten-level sure of resurrecting her, but whether I am alive or not is no longer important."
Xiao Wuhuan lowered his eyes and looked at the woman on the bed. After hearing these words, Qingjiu raised his eyes and saw Xiao Wuhuan's eyes looking at the woman on the bed.
Her body stiffened slightly, and an unspeakable emotion surged into Qingjiu's heart. Qingjiu was familiar with this look. Her second senior brother always looked like this when he looked at her.
His eyes were as tender as water, staring straight at her, with no trace of concealment of the deep affection in his eyes, which was as turbulent as the sea.
It shows joy, shows sincerity, and is mixed with unspeakable love.
I don't know why Qingjiu looked at this kind of look. When she saw it on someone else for the first time, she vaguely understood the meaning of the second senior brother's look at her.
"It seems that Qingjiu girl also has a sweetheart!"
Xiao Wuhuan raised his head at the right time and looked at Qingjiu's complicated eyes looking at him for a while, then suddenly his eyebrows were curved with a knowing smile on his face.
"City Master Xiao is overthinking it. It depends on what City Master Xiao will do tomorrow. I will wait for City Master Xiao outside."
His words were like stones thrown into the water that made Qingjiu's heart no longer calm. Qingjiu frowned slightly, moved his body, then turned around and walked out.
After Xiao Wuhuan glanced at Qingjiu's back, he slowly lowered his head and looked at the woman in front of him.
Those eyes were clearly looking at others through him. Who could make a sword cultivator, a person with a strong sword heart shaken?
"Look at A Zhu, people are bound to have feelings, and no one can escape them."
So I love you, why do you want to die and run away?
Xiao Wuhuan's eyes were crazy, exuding endless possessiveness.
After Qingjiu walked out of the room, the cold feeling on his body slowly recovered in the night. Qingjiu glanced sideways at the door behind him, and then looked away.
She first looked up at the sky, then lowered her head to look at the shadowy bamboo forest not far away.
"Nan'er..."
There are some things that Qingjiu doesn't want to escape and cannot escape. She needs to uncover them herself and find the answers.
Southern Territory
The land of white snow, the further south you go, you will find yourself in the land of ice and snow. After passing through a barrier, a country with spring-like weather all year round appears in front of you. The ground is full of flowers, lush vegetation and jungles. Separated by a barrier, the sky is barren. A different place.
It's just that on the top of a mountain, under a huge ice dragon sculpture, there is a man sitting.
The purple clothes were half open, revealing her fair and strong chest muscles and lean waistline. Her full head of black hair was not restrained at all, hanging down by her side, flying in the wind.
That face was as delicate as a celestial being, with his eyes closed, resting half against the ice sculpture.
I don't know if he was dreaming about something. The man suddenly frowned. After a while, he slowly woke up. His eyes were dark and dark, like a whirlpool that could pull people in. They rippled layer by layer, sinking unconsciously.
"It's best to keep you by my side."
The man lowered his eyes and murmured softly. There was crazy longing and attachment in his eyes, a fearful possessiveness and morbidity.
He stretched out his hand to hold the thing wrapped with red rope on his chest, held it in his hand and brought it to his lips, raised his head and covered his eyes with the other hand.
Nan'er took a deep breath.
"My lord..."
At this moment, on the empty mountain top, the giant dragon hovered, stopped in the air and shouted to the man on the mountain top with a deep voice.
Nan'er slowly opened his eyes!
The sunshine will eventually remove the darkness, and tomorrow will finally come.
next day
The fish belly gradually turned white on the horizon, and Qingjiu woke up from the city lord's mansion again. The same room, but a different situation.
When Qingjiu got up, there was a maid waiting for him to wash up. After tidying up, Qingjiu opened the door and walked out.
Looking at the sky in the distance, his eyes were calm.
Everything will end today.
"Girl, the city lord is waiting for you to have a meal in the main hall. I will invite you."
At this time, another boy quickly walked to her side after seeing Qingjiu, bent down and said to Qingjiu.
"lead the way."
After Qingjiu finished speaking, he followed the boy.
Soon they arrived at the entrance of the hall. Qingjiu stopped at the door. She could already feel a familiar atmosphere inside.
There was also a person above the main hall who turned his head and looked out.
"girl?"
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