Zhang Fengshui turned his head and thought about it, and followed Sikong Xiao to the second floor, and when he got to the center of the building, he saw Sikong Xiao's somewhat sad appearance, and after a little thought in his heart, he just opened his mouth to instruct Sikong to smile, but he didn't think that the whole person froze in place in the next second...

Sikong smiled, and turned his head to the third floor without hesitation, completely ignoring Zhang Fengshui's complex expression of surprise and joy behind him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is the top floor of the Sword Pavilion, although it is similar to the size of the layout downstairs, but there are only two rows of sword racks, and the wooden sword racks are covered with dust and cobwebs, as if no one has been here for hundreds of years.

"Crunch..."

As soon as Sikong Xiao's steps were taken, he heard a muffled sound from the wooden floor, which was a little big in this solidified space, Sikong Xiao's body was stunned, and he raised his head and looked around...

The slightly cautious voice of the evil spirit came from the sea of knowledge, "The sword qi here is very strong, you be careful." ”

"Sword aura, why can't I feel it?"

Sikong smiled and muttered, saying that she couldn't understand it, except for the few broken swords that were drowned in the dust and cobwebs, she didn't feel a trace of sword energy...

Before the evil spirit could speak, a voice in his ears that he hadn't heard for a long time came from his ears, "I said you stinky girl, why do you always run to a place where this kind of bird doesn't!"

Rolling his eyes widely, Sikong smiled and said coldly on his shoulder: "Black chicken, you slept well this night, poor me make you a human flesh sedan chair and a human flesh mattress every day." ”

"You're not happy?"

With an unpleasant snort, a rich red and black aura spilled out from Sikong Xiao's shoulder, and in an instant, the almost perfect handsome face of the black chicken appeared in front of him.

Sikong smiled very unproductively and looked stunned again...

Raising his eyebrows and looking at Sikong Xiao's obsessive expression, the black chicken was very proud in his heart, he had never felt that his skin was so useful before, although he was proud, but the black chicken had not forgotten why he came out of this.

That sword should also be returned to its original owner!

Seeing the black chicken turn his head and stare towards the broken swords, Sikong was stunned for a moment, and immediately asked, "Hey, what are you doing black chicken?!"

The black chicken turned a deaf ear to Sikong Xiao's voice, and without saying a word, he raised his hand and took down a red ancient sword from the wooden shelf in front of him, and looked at the long sword in his hand, and the black chicken said in a deep voice: "This is the sword of an elder of the Xuanniao clan back then, named Xuanri. ”

"How do you know?"

When the black chicken heard this, he couldn't help but chuckle, raised his hand and stroked the totem engraved on the long sword, he raised his eyebrows and said unhurriedly: "After my mother gave birth to me, my father left my mother a copy of the Xuanniao Chronicle, which is recorded. ”

As soon as Sikong Xiao heard this, he knew what the purpose of the black chicken was, "Are you going to take this sword away?"

"How?"

The black chicken narrowed his eyes and lengthened his voice, "Isn't it okay?"

Sikong smiled and shrugged his shoulders, "Whatever you want, it's not my family's thing anyway." ”

"Sikong Xiao, did you really ask him to take the sword away?"

The eager voice of the evil spirit suddenly came from the depths of the sea of knowledge, "This is the Sword Pavilion of the Four Kingdoms Academy, and that black chicken is the only surviving descendant of the Xuanniao clan, the alien beast has always been wrong with the human race, aren't you afraid that he will take that sword against your human race?"

Sikong smiled a few steps forward, squatted down and carefully observed the remaining ancient swords on the shelf, "What am I afraid of?"

"You also said that the black chicken is the only surviving descendant of the Xuanniao clan, and you don't know his origin, half-human and half-beast have been bullied, what do you think his attitude towards the Xuanniao clan will be? What is his attitude towards the human race?"

"That..."

Sikong smiled and said that she was still poking her head out to look around.

Tsk, so many swords... Which one belongs to you?

Just when Sikong Xiao scratched his ears and cheeks, a sword hilt protruded coldly in front of him, and when he looked along the sword body, he saw the black chicken stretching out the sword in front of him with a stinky face, "Na... This one is for you!"

"What is this?"

Feeling Sikong Xiao's gaze, the black chicken snorted coldly and then twisted his head very personally, and said with disdain: "If you guessed correctly, this is the sword of the Glass Dragon King of the East China Sea back then, and the Glass Dragon is carrying the Zixiao Divine Thunder, which is very compatible with your Thunder Linggen." ”

"Oh?"

Sikong smiled, his face was happy, and without saying a word, he took the long sword handed by the black chicken.

"Look at it. ”

Seeing Sikong Xiao's happy appearance, the black chicken couldn't help but raise his eyebrows proudly.

With a "swish" sound, he pulled out the sword, and Sikong Xiao's eyes crossed a touch of amazement, this sword body was actually a clear light blue! If you look closely, it looks like the sea is surging on the blade of the sword that is less than two inches on this side.

"It's so beautiful..."

An exclamation overflowed from his lips, and Sikong Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, imagining the scene of waving the branch last night.

"Sand... Sand..."

The sound of breaking the sky scattered, Sikong Xiao didn't know anything about refining weapons, and couldn't tell the value of this sword, but she felt that this sword was very imposing, and there was a faint sound of dragon roaring in her hand just holding it in her hand, which shocked her heart.

"The hilt of this sword is made of high-quality sea crystal, which is the best conductor of thunder and lightning, and the body of the sword is forged with eleven kinds of high-quality metal minerals for several years before it is made, it is really a rare sword. ”

After listening to the popular science of the evil spirit, Sikong Xiao's eyes were even brighter, and the sword momentum recycled the long sword, although the long sword stopped, but the thin and translucent blade was still trembling in the air, and there was a hint of excitement!

"Looks like this sword likes you too. ”

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Zhang Fengshui was guarding the staircase, a pair of thick black sword eyebrows were frowning enough to catch a mosquito, and his hands full of green tendons pinched the railing next to the stairs, obviously wanting to keep up, but no matter how he raised his legs, it was useless.

His sword was obtained on the second floor, and he could only come to the second floor at most, and it was already his life to be able to stand here at this moment...

Back then, he didn't believe in evil and insisted on going to the third floor to break through, but the consequence was that he couldn't move for half a month after being destroyed by the extremely sharp sword qi, if it weren't for his fate, I was afraid that he would die in this sword pavilion.

After a stick of incense, Sikong Xiao was still gone, Zhang Fengshui stood at the staircase like a stone pillar, a pair of eyes like a sword looked at the staircase, and the hand holding the railing almost crushed the piece of wood.

Why haven't you come out yet?

Such a good seedling, it's a pity.

"Step... Tread..."

Just when Zhang Fengshui was about to give up, there was finally a sound of footsteps at the end of the stairs, and as soon as Zhang Fengshui looked up, he blurted out: "You came out?!"

"Why are you here?!"

Their eyes met, and the two spoke at the same time, and they were both stunned when they heard each other's questions.

Zhang Fengshui swept around Sikong Xiao, and couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw that there was no scar on her body, raised his eyes to look at Sikong Xiao, and asked, "What sword did you get?"

Sikong Xiao's eyelids raised, and he came down the stairs unhurriedly, "It seems to be the sword of the Dragon King of the East China Sea..."