The sword spirit transformed into the black mist, and his eyes slowly opened. He looked... turned out to be a young man?
Probably because he had just woken up, the figure of the sword spirit was still very vague, as if it would be blown away in the next second.
Ye Qinghan frowned deeply at this incident. It was normal for him to transform day and night. After all, he had already transformed once. In addition, the spiritual energy in the sword cave was rich. What did Ye Qiao belong to?
Driven crazy by excitement? ? ?
Chu Xingzhi exclaimed from the side: "What? It's actually a man. Damn it, Ye Qiao, can't you hide the fact that you are a man anymore?"
After the words fell, Ye Qinghan sent justice from the sky and punched Chu Xingzhi on the head. His voice was cold: "Quiet."
Chu Xingzhi shut up obediently, still shocked. Why did the male sword spirit appear? Is there something wrong with it?
Mu Chongxi was also dumbfounded. There were so many swords, Duanshui, Feixian, Hanshuang, Jinghong and Lianying. These spiritual swords were meant for the situation where the king does not see the king. Today, they were all collected for the first time, and there was still a Luoshui. You can just get together and play black.
The eyes of the two sword spirits, one red and one black, collided, and the air seemed to collide and rub against each other, as if they would start fighting in the next second.
Chao Xi's appearance was as bright as light, but Jun's eyebrows and eyes were particularly bright. He looked at the spiritual swords surrounding Ye Qiao coldly, his dark pupils filled with murderous intent.
Bujianjun is a very beautiful sword spirit. Just looking at his appearance, he is full of youthful spirit.
Ye Qiao touched his chin, looked at the sword spirit in front of him, and fell into a long silence.
She didn't say anything until Bujun came over.
Mu Chongxi was a little confused about her reaction. Logically speaking, it was a good thing for the sword spirit to transform, especially Duoshu itself was very strange. It could change into different shapes. After transforming, it would be easier to study him. But I didn't know. How long can the bamboo shoot transformation last?
"Little junior sister, don't you like him?" Mu Chongxi could only think like this. He quite likes the appearance and character of Bu Jianjun after his transformation, at least it's much better than Chao Xi.
"That's not true." Ye Qiao was silent for a while and then said, "The main reason is that I have a phobia of hipsters." It's hard to imagine. Such a beautiful sword spirit belongs to her.
Before Bu Jianjun transformed, Ye Qiao had already imagined it into a dark, walking coal. One red and one black met, and the two shadows were translucent. She never thought that she would be able to survive in her lifetime. Saw the second transformed spirit sword.
She walked closer to him day and night, like a passionate licking dog, "You are so beautiful, beautiful sword spirit."
"Are you the Qiao Qiao Sword Spirit? Sure enough, beautiful people, Sword Spirits are all so beautiful."
Holy shit.
Ye Qiao approached Mu Chongxi and asked slightly numbly: "Is this sword of yours serious?"
The corner of Mu Chongxi's mouth twitched. He and Zhao Xi had been together since they were nine years old. I don't know from whom I learned this casual flirtatious character.
He has always liked good-looking people, and he asked enthusiastically, "Can we be friends?"
"You?" Bu Jianjun took half a step back: "You are just like those losers."
Chao Xi held his face in his hands: "I'm different, I'm strong. You see, we are both swordsmen!" As he said that, he rushed over and tried to discuss the principles of life with Bu Jianjun.
Bu Jian Jun turned his head and kicked away the flying one with a precise kick. He was as enthusiastic as a golden retriever, "Get out of here."
This sword is so fierce. Still very irritable. Ye Qiao, who was standing at the bottom, thought so.
Seemingly catching Ye Qiao's thoughts, the black sword spirit turned around and suddenly flew down, landing on Ye Qiao's reluctance. The originally irritable tone suddenly softened, "I can't see you." He came closer to her and showed an innocent smile. : "Please give me your advice."
It only takes a second to go from a grumpy old man to a delicate sword spirit.
Ye Qiao tactically leaned back and distanced herself, "Hello, grab the bamboo shoots." After she said that, she touched her chin and had no time to change her mind. Isn't this called getting used to it? Arguing with her.
The Feixianjian on the side made a mocking sound again.
It looks very fairy-like, and it is also a fairy-level sword placed in the sword cave. Bu Jianjun seemed to be unable to see it. He stretched out his hand with a bright smile, grabbed the Feixian Sword, and held it tightly, trying to break the sword that was mocking him. Cut it in two to relieve the hatred in your heart.
This smile is exactly the same as Ye Qiao's bright smile when he likes to trick people.
Feixianjian struggled hard to break away from his clutches and hid behind Ye Qiao. There was rare peace in the sword cave. A group of spiritual swords were stationed there, and the ordinary swordsmen at the outer gate did not dare to come in.
Chu Xingzhi was jealous of his real name and pulled down his senior brother's sleeve, "Let's find someone else." If he stayed with the three people from Chang Mingzong again, he would get pink eye.
Ye Qinghan had no objection. It happened that the other junior brothers and sisters had not finished choosing swords. After the two sects parted ways, Ye Qiao sat down cross-legged and attached the spirit-gathering talisman to the Feixian Sword.
Feixianjian was so happy that he moved over to join Ye Qiao, but Bu Jianjun held it coldly, then flipped his hands up and down, as if doing acrobatics, and Feixianjian was almost thrown out by the shaking.
Damn it.
Ye Qiao grabbed it and said helplessly: "Stop playing. Let's go somewhere else."
Even though you are here, it would be a pity not to visit the Sword Cave. This place opens once a hundred years and it will be another hundred years until it opens next time. You must wait enough before leaving.
After taking this road, you can take another one to see if there are any other spiritual swords.
These two sword spirits with different styles are above, floating here and there. They are both new people. Bujianjun is obviously curious about the surrounding environment. He blinks his pure black eyes and follows Ye Qiao. , looking around.
Walking from the inside of the Sword Cave to the central fork in the road, Ye Qiao chose a place that he had not been to just now, and was about to check out other spirit swords. He seemed to be aware of Ye Qiao's thoughts, and Bujun looked around for a moment.
"I'm angry." After Bujianjun finished speaking, he rushed to the sword spirits to vent his anger.
The sword spirits in the inner circle are relatively normal. They all have intelligence and can control their tempers very well. However, the sword spirits in the middle circle are different. They have low IQs and cannot distinguish between friend and foe when attacking. It is even more impossible to allow them to leave after seeing three swordsman geniuses. .
The road in front of him was blocked and he had to avoid being hurt by the sword energy. Mu Zhongxi held the Morning and Night Sword and wanted to clear the road. However, before he could take action this time, a black sword energy passed behind him.
The sword spirit's eyes were pure black, as fast as a ghost. The moment the shadow flashed, there was an ear-piercing buzzing sound as the swords collided with each other. A black thread wrapped around the spirit swords, and it looked like more than a dozen swords were about to be broken by him.
Ye Qiao quickly called Bu Jianjun to stop. This prevents tragedy from happening.
"Don't break it." Ye Qiao said, "If it breaks, we will have to pay for it if it comes out later."
Bu Jun paused for a moment. Apparently he had followed Ye Qiao for so long, and he knew how much of a threat the loss of money was to Ye Qiao. Sword Spirit glared at the obstructing spirit swords a little angrily, and quickly caught up with Ye Qiao. Warped.
Zhou Xingyun raised his eyebrows slightly. The bloody sword spirit actually wanted to break other swords in the sword cave. I have never seen such an unreasonable sword spirit.
Faced with the siege of so many spirit swords day and night, he only tried to drive them away, but he simply wanted to get rid of them directly.
What ideas did this former sword master who took the bamboo shoot instill in him?
Mu Chongxi also wanted to say something to make Ye Qiao be careful about what he said. With a starry-eyed expression on his face, he knelt on the ground and prostrated himself, "So handsome, wow."
His idol!
After Bujianjun vented his anger, the sword spirit became more relaxed. He was a little unhappy, "Are you going to find another sword?"
The voice is also very sweet, sweet.
Ye Qiao looked at the other spirit swords following behind him, smiled and waved his hand, "Well, probably... maybe? How many more brothers and sisters will you have?"
She felt a little weak after saying this.
"You weren't like this back then!" Bu Jianjun was immediately furious. Why are there other cats? Why?
Maomao was shocked, and Maomao felt aggrieved.
Maomao was instantly furious.
