The black cat didn't know whether it was injured or overly frightened, and it kept lying on the ground shivering, looking like it was going to die.

Lu Qiujing couldn't look at this, and wanted to pick it up, thinking about its origin, but she didn't dare to do it.

Han Zhuo was also a little stunned: "You are the sword spirit of the Immortal?"

Lu Qiu Jing looked at Han Zhuo incredulously: "Are you talking to a cat?"

Han Zhuo said as a matter of course: "Isn't the ice spirit also the sword spirit of the Nine Shadows, and it can also speak." ”

Lu Qiujing pouted: "That's the same." ”

But the black cat didn't respond to Han Zhuo, just looked at the two of them with a stunned look, and turned his head to look around from time to time.

Han Zhuo shook his head: "If you want to escape, your home is still with us." What he meant was that the Seven Treasures Linglong Pagoda was still in Luqiu Jingna, and if this black cat was really a sword spirit, it wouldn't be able to run far, just like the ice spirit couldn't do without the Nine Shadows.

Han Zhuo saw the black cat's eyes gurgling, and sighed: "Don't pretend to be garlic, whether you are a sword spirit or not...... I mean you'd better be a sword spirit, if not, you're really useless to us. ”

Han Zhuo turned his back to Lu Qiu Jing, and as he spoke, his eyes flashed, and a trace of black gas faintly crossed, the black cat was so frightened that he screamed "wow", and finally spoke, it was a female voice: "I'm really not a sword spirit, I'm just trapped there, and now I'm finally out, I want to go home, I really want to go home." ”

Han Zhuo said suspiciously: "You are really not a sword spirit, how do I think you are a spirit body." Han Zhuo had already scanned it with his magic sense, and the black cat was indeed the same as the Ice Spirit, it was an energy body.

The black cat still stubbornly said: "I'm really not, really not, you believe me, it's really not ......"

The black cat here desperately denied it, and suddenly a flash of light flashed in Lu Qiujing's arms, and a golden-red object flew out, flying in a circle in the direction of the black cat, "ding", and inserted it into the ground next to it, which was the appearance of a dagger, or a shrunken sword, and the hilt was engraved with two words: "Precious Immortal".

Han Zhuo and Lu Qiu Jing looked at the black cat in a daze, and asked repeatedly, "Are you sure it's not the Immortal Sword Spirit?"

The black cat yelled anxiously: "I'm really not, I'm really not, I don't know why this unlucky thing is flying towards me, it's very likely a coincidence, I'm really ......"

Before the black cat finished speaking, the Precious Immortal Sword slowly floated up, and came to the black cat, glowing with a warm golden red light, suddenly bent smartly, and then a burst of flashes, shot into the black cat's forehead, and even the black cat found a violent golden-red light, and it calmed down after a while, only to see a handful of fine golden-red hair on the black cat's forehead.

The black cat had a loveless expression on his face: "Maybe it's a coincidence, I'm really not the sword spirit of this unlucky thing." ”

Lu Qiu Jing said expressionlessly: "So it just likes you very simply and wants to be with you?"

The black cat's eyes lit up: "It's very possible." Suddenly, his head tilted to the left: "You are a sword spirit, you are a sword spirit, don't deny it." Then he flicked to the right: "I'm not, I'm not." Then he flicked to the left: "Yes, you are." ”

Lu Qiu Jing looked a little stunned, and said dumbfoundedly: "It's still a schizophrenic sword spirit." ”

Han Zhuo sneered slightly: "Even if you are, you are also a dishonest sword spirit. With a thought, he said to Lu Qiujing: "Do you say that it can beat the ice spirit?"

Lu Qiu Jing pursed her lips and smiled: "I don't know, I suddenly want to see it, a stinky beauty arrogant maniac, a schizophrenic liar, what will happen when you fight?"

The black cat exclaimed anxiously: "I'm indeed a liar, my job is to lie, okay, but I'm really not a sword spirit, I'm just ...... Just passing by the Imperial Tomb Mountain, inexplicably bumped into the broken tower, inexplicably and was wrapped in a cloud of black gas and rolled into the tower, the sword spirit was dying, and was worried that no one was accompanied, as soon as I saw me, damn, like seeing my mother, I arched straight to my body, and it became what I am now. ”

Lu Qiu Jing suddenly looked thoughtful, looked at Han Zhuo, and then at the black cat: "So why are you a cat? We just met another sword spirit, he can transform into a human, can't you?"

The black cat yelled, "Is this what we're talking about now?"

"Okay, you're not a sword spirit, you can go. Han Zhuo said suddenly.

This time, it was the black cat's turn to be stunned, and then twisted all over and said, "Can you be a good person to the end, ...... Give me back my home. ”

Han Zhuo and Lu Qiujing said in unison: "No." ”

Lu Qiu Jing rolled her eyes and said, "You are not a sword spirit, you are not a Treasure Immortal Sword, and the Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda is not your home." ”

The black cat struggled with a face, and the fluff turned out a few inches, and finally he was so deflated that he slipped to the ground: "Okay, you won." ”

Lu Qiu Jing and Han Zhuo looked at each other and smiled, but the black cat was still stubborn to the end: "But I'm really not a sword spirit...... Well, even if half is and the other half is not, don't think that if it is attached to me, it can dominate me. ”

Han Zhuo said lightly: "That's your problem, okay, now, let's talk about it." ”

The black cat was stunned: "Tell me?"

"Everything you know, what is your name, what does it have to do with the miracle of Nanzhou, how do you let us in?" Han Zhuo pointed to the ground, "There is also an ancient divine weapon down here, its sword spirit is much more fierce than yours, and we are satisfied, we won't let him come out to learn from you about spiritual power." ”

The black cat looked helpless, and tilted his head to the left: "Did you hear it, people asked you, and you don't want to be beaten and say it quickly." ”

Then he flicked to the right: "He asked you, you are the sword spirit, you say." ”

Then he looked up to the sky and sighed: "Oh my God, what are the things I encountered, can you still look like a sword spirit." ”

Han Zhuo and Lu Qiujing stood side by side with their hands on their chests, quietly watching it act.

The black cat seemed to suddenly realize something, his expression became serious, and he said slowly: "You call me Rose, the miracle of Nanzhou you just talked about should refer to the Emperor's Tomb." ”

Han Zhuo nodded: "Yes, I like your serious appearance very much, please keep it up." ”

The black cat sat upright on the ground, still looking serious, diametrically opposed to the schizophrenia and lies just now, and continued: "The Emperor's Tomb was originally the place where my lord sealed Youquan, but I didn't expect Youquan to be tricky, not only was he escaped, but also severely damaged my main magic weapon, the Seven Treasures Linglong Pagoda. ”

Han Zhuo said: "We already know this, let's talk about the emperor's tomb." ”

"The emperor's mound is the family mound of the ancestors of the Zhao family, and it is the ancestors of the Zhao kings who are sleeping inside. ”

Han Zhuo pondered: "Yes, they are all dead people, they were emperors before they were alive, and they happen to be the nemesis of Youquan, your lord is still quite smart." ”