In the management room, the two were silent and the atmosphere was delicate.

"I'm back!"

Before anyone arrives, the sound comes first.

Bai Ze entered the management room with a piece of black cloth, he cautiously approached Zhao Feng's side, and then lifted the black cloth, revealing the hilt of the Ink Night Sword.

"Sure enough, it's Mo Ye...... Zhao Feng, you pick up the sword and take a look. The woman stood up, her expression slightly cold, and said in an almost commanding tone.

Zhao Feng held his left hand behind his back, completely pulled Mo Ye out of the black cloth, pointed the tip of the sword down, and handed it to the woman.

The woman's right palm is facing upwards, as if she is holding something out of thin air, as the palm of her hand reaches the left side of the body, the palm is flipped, and it is like a sword finger, and the fingertips seem to be blessed with magical powers, and the sword finger is pulled back, and a famous sword appears under the finger, the whole body is snow-white, covered with blood lines, and there is a pure white sword glow lingering on the sword blade, lingering, as if there is a god in the sword.

"Hum—"

The sword finger crossed the sword jaw, and he saw the two golden seals of "Mo Evil", and the sword body trembled, in comparison, the ink night sword looked mediocre.

The woman held the Mo Evil Sword and held a sword flower casually, there was still an afterimage of the sword flower in the air, and the body of the sword body had stagnated, maintaining a state of pointing obliquely at the ground.

"These two swords have never been under the same roof since they were cast, I also know the existence of the Mo Ye Sword through my perception of Mo Ye, and therefore, I know Mo Ye's desire for Mo Ye, since you intend to give up Mo Ye, it can be regarded as saving me a lot of trouble, I will not ask your Mo Ye for nothing, as you give it to me, in the future, it will be regarded as a line with me, if you are interested in entering the Sword Pavilion to cultivate, you can contact me at any time. ”

"Of course, this is a benefit I give, and you can still ask for it. The woman stared at Zhao Feng closely, but secretly increased the strength of holding the hilt of the sword, if not, Mo Ye in her hand was afraid that she would rush towards Mo Ye.

Zhao Feng looked down at the ink night in his hand, and glanced at Mo Ye again, vaguely, he seemed to be able to sense Mo Ye's incomparably joyful emotions.

"This sword is in my hands, and it will only be buried. Zhao Feng caressed Mo Ye's sword body, although he was reluctant in his heart, he also had self-knowledge.

"What's your name?"

Faced with Zhao Feng's sudden inquiry, the woman thought carefully for a while.

"Sword Warrior!"

"Well, Moye is for you, but I don't have the idea of entering the Sword Pavilion at the moment, and I can't think of any requests for a while...... In this way, if the two of us are in danger of life in the future, and you happen to know it, you will bother to come to the rescue. Zhao Feng said and handed the sword to Jian Wushuang.

"That's it?" Jian Wushuang didn't rush to take the sword, and asked with a puzzled expression.

"That's enough. ”

"Okay! I accept it!" Jian Wushuang said, taking Mo Ye, looking at the double swords in her hand, she finally showed a knowing smile.

"Wait a minute!

Bai Ze was born in a hurry, and he angrily brushed his sense of existence.

"Oh, let's talk about it...... Jian Wushuang didn't even look at it, and casually hid Mo Ye with a spell, but Mo Ye couldn't hide it in the same way, after all, it was not a magic weapon itself.

Bai Ze looked Jian Wushuang up and down, and soon showed a lewd smile, and said, "You are in a state of disguise now, in order to show your sincerity...... Let's see what your true face is? I've heard of your name as Jian Wushuang, the great disciple of the Sword Pavilion, the best beauty in the cultivation circle, it is said that there is a Buddha in Xiting who nominated a disciple, and there was a high probability that he could become a Buddha, and he was even designated as a candidate for the next Holy Buddha, but because I met you by chance, he was actually vulgar. ”

"For this matter, that person is still outcast, and he is regarded as a shame by Xiting, and if you want to get rid of him first, then quickly, that person is hunted down, and you are also blacklisted by Xiting, and you are not allowed to enter the Xiting cultivation circle for life...... As a mortal outside the circle, I can't suppress my curiosity!" Bai Ze rubbed his chin, and his saliva was about to flow out.

"Zhao Feng, do you want to see it too?"

Thinking back to the Qi Xian'er I saw that night, it was already extremely amazing, and after listening to Bai Ze's introduction, I was also curious about what kind of visual feast Jian Wushuang would show compared with Qi Xian'er?

"Think!" Zhao Feng nodded, thinking that he would not suffer a loss.

"Hehe, do you want to see it, then come to the Sword Pavilion!, my future junior brother......" Jian Wushuang leaned in front of Zhao Feng, stroked his cheek with the back of his cold fingers, and then turned to leave.

"Tut-tut! This woman is really elusive, but she seems to be very interested in you, you hug your thighs this time!

"Flying ghost, I can't go to the Sword Pavilion, you go back, I'm going to continue to work." Zhao Feng picked up a stone bow in the corner, and today's homework was not finished.

"Hehe, who knows what the future holds...... However, exchanging an ink night sword for the protection of sword peerless, this deal is not a loss! If I had known that she was a sword peerless, would I still have to work so hard? Not to mention, the matter of ink night is over, and I can continue to participate in the Hundred Immortals Confession!"

Bai Ze left, Zhao Feng raised his bow and began to practice, speechless all night......

......

At nine o'clock in the morning the next day, on Qilin Mountain.

This is the first time that Zhao Feng has fed Yaya with silver blood after improving the medicinal power, so after Yaya took it, he asked Zhuang Chongyang to recheck the situation for Yaya.

"The effect is very good! The previous few times, basically after Mr. left, a small part of the toxins in the cub's body will be re-derived, although it will not cause pain, but it is still eating away at the body, and this time it is obvious that all the toxins are suppressed! Next, I will observe carefully to see how long this situation can last, and thank Mr. Zhao for his great kindness again!"

"Zhuang Lao, don't be polite, in fact, the effect can be so good this time, thanks to your poisonous weeds, let me go further, and I may continue to bother Zhuang Lao in the future." Zhao Feng waved his hand again and again, in fact, he had never told Zhuang Chongyang that he was a matter of loose cultivation, but he also knew that with Zhuang Chongyang's shrewdness, he should be able to see the clues, but he didn't take the initiative to ask.

"This is natural! By the way, Zhuang has two things to give, Mr. wait a minute!" Zhuang Chongyang hurriedly got up and took out a small package from the wardrobe, and after opening it, there was an ancient book and a black ring inside.

"This is?" Zhao Feng was puzzled, seeing that the cover of the ancient book had been seriously damaged, he could only vaguely see the three words "Mu Xinli", but I was afraid that it was not the original word, especially the word "heart", which was already very vague, and it was necessary to use association to reluctantly interpret it as the word heart.

"Mr. Zhao, the source of this thing, please forgive Zhuang for not being able to say it clearly, but it will never cause trouble, and it will be beneficial to Mr. Practice, please rest assured!" Zhuang Chongyang said in a low and solemn voice.

Zhao Feng thought for a while, shook his head, and politely refused: "Old Zhuang, this is too valuable, I can't accept ......"

"Mr. Zhao! This thing is indeed valuable, but Zhuang is just an ordinary doctor! Human life is above all else, let alone the granddaughter of Zhuang's same clan? This thing has been passed down from generation to generation, and it has long been unknown what the origin is, and if Zhuang is lost after a hundred years, it will be a great sin! I implore Mr. Zhao to accept it!" Zhuang Chongyang's tone was slightly raised, and his voice was almost broken because of his emotion.

"This ......" Zhao Feng was speechless, the reason why he didn't accept it was not because he was afraid of trouble, but because he was worried that Zhuang Chongyang would take out the ancestral things to repay his kindness in order to repay his kindness, this kind of behavior that made people break through the bottom line was unacceptable to Zhao Feng.

But now, listening to what Zhuang Chongyang said, this is more like a trust, and he has no reason to refuse.

"That being the case, I will accept it for the time being, if Elder Zhuang finds an heir in the future, I will return it!" Zhao Feng stared at the black ring, and he was faintly excited in his heart, he guessed whether this ring would be the ring of vanity mentioned by Bai Ze.

"Okay......, good! Mr. Zhao, in fact, Zhuang still has a reluctant request......" Zhuang Chongyang saw Zhao Feng accept it, and said three good words in a row, and the back showed shame, as if there was something unspeakable.

"If Zhuang Lao needs help, just speak!"

"Hehe, that's the case, there is a tradition in my clan, if the baby has no father before the age of twelve, it will open a ceremony to find a father for the baby, and then the baby will follow the father's surname and serve for the rest of his life...... Seventeen days later, it is the twelfth birthday of the cub, I wanted to mention this matter earlier, but considering that the condition of the cub may become a burden for Mr., I was embarrassed to speak, and now, Mr. went further, the cub is expected to recover, Zhuang only brazenly mentioned it, I don't know if the cub has this blessing...... "Although Zhuang Chongyang has this intention, he doesn't want Zhao Feng to be embarrassed, so he just proposes it.

"Father, but...... Isn't Yaya's biological father still alive?" Zhao Feng felt that this clan father probably meant adoption.

"Alas, that person is only afraid that he doesn't even know that he has a daughter, after so many years, Zhuang doesn't want the cub to repeat the mistakes of the past, if Mr. doesn't have this will, I'd rather she stay in Qilin Mountain for the rest of her life......" Zhuang Chongyang obviously has a lot of opinions about his "son-in-law".

"It's not that I don't want to, it's just ...... If I take Yaya into the city, I'm afraid it will be illegal......" Zhao Feng knows that adopting a child is a big deal, which is not the same concept as adopting Aguang.

"Hehe, you don't have to worry about Mr. Zhao about this! As long as Mr. agrees, Zhuang has his own way!"

Zhao Feng finally agreed, according to Zhuang Chongyang's instructions, as long as he brought the household registration book tomorrow, he didn't have to worry about the rest of the matter.

......

In the afternoon of the same day, Zhao Feng had lunch and went back to the room to inspect the ancient books and rings given by Zhuang Chongyang.

"The ring is like wood, so light that it seems to be nothing...... I don't know what the Ring of Void Acceptance looks like, and I can't tell the difference between the effects of this thing, but this ancient book...... It's a wordless book......"

Zhao Feng flipped through the ancient books, there was not even a single punctuation mark on the yellowed pages, of course, he had also tried to stain his own blood like the bamboo slips of the Eight Desolation Martial Arts, but there was no response.

"You, you freeze my heart, sour my eyes, and hurt ...... for a lifetime"

At this time, Zhao Feng's new mobile phone rang, and he got up to see that the caller was the person he didn't want to see the most - Hei Xin.