I really can't stand his hypocritical and contrived appearance: "I'm bothering you to find out who has been lying before." I don't believe you're sure you'll have my own judgment, and it's not your turn to make a decision on whether or not I know about this matter!"

I bet this is definitely the most spine-hearted sentence I've ever said since I came to earth!

It's not because I'm a bully now, although I'm on his turf now, I will never allow him to look down on us so much!

"That's good, then I'll just believe you, but there is one thing I'm particularly curious about, the adults have already revealed their identity and purpose in their words, why don't you dare to boldly admit it in front of me?"

Yan Yue said this, with an unpredictable smile in his eyes.

Why does this turn around and turn around and it seems to be inseparable from this topic, right?

I find that I'm getting less and less temperamental now, and I don't know how many times I've killed him like this, as I used to be, like this.

If I want me to follow him now, if it weren't for my goal, how could I let him and the little fat man who was still sleeping outside suppress me like this?

I gritted my teeth and smiled at him implicitly: "Aren't we talking about the ancient sword? Why are we talking about this again? Since I don't want to say it, what will happen if the adults keep asking?"

Yan Yue seemed to have already made up his mind that I would not admit it so generously, and after I said this, he nodded contentedly.

"Alright, then let's talk about this ancient sword!" he put down the book on the Netherworld in his hand, and instead picked up the ancient sword that had been stripped of its wallet on the side.

"Eight pieces, I'll take it, it's not what you say. Something strange was felt. She's in my hands, but she's just an ordinary sword with a little more history!"

Obviously, when Yan Yue said this, he definitely didn't believe what I said about this ancient sword before.

I've already explained it twice, and it doesn't seem to make much sense for him to argue with me like this, and it doesn't do much for the whole thing.

Me: "When you first saw this ancient sword, did you know what your father was doing with it?"

Yan Yue lowered his eyes and thought for a while: "The first time I saw this sword, it was a long time ago, and I don't remember what my father did when he took it out, but from that time on, I didn't feel like you said when I saw this sword!"

Didn't I feel the same oppression that I said I had when I saw it both times? Could it be that the sword spirit in this piece works on an object like me with a spirit as its ontology?

Isn't a noble child like Yan Yue, who is in the family of a prince and general, not even a cold?

This is too obvious to bully the soft and fear the hard!

After he said this, I didn't believe in that evil anymore, and I shrank down the tea table again, ready to get closer to Yan Yue again to see what was wrong with your ancient sword.

I don't know if it's because Yan Yue is holding it inside this time, but when I approached cautiously, the feeling of oppression from inside the sword didn't seem to be as heavy as before.

It's weird!

Because of the decrease in that force, my courage also increased, in line with the idea of cutting through the mess quickly.

After making sure that the ancient sword would not have a greater impact on me, I immediately ran close to Yan Yue in three or two steps.

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he quickly picked up the ancient sword in one hand, held it in his hand and looked at it carefully.

The moment my hand touched the sword, a chill ran through my whole body from my fingers.

I couldn't help but feel excited, and in the cold and cold, there was a tingling sensation mixed with a tingling electric shock.

I endured the discomfort and pulled out the ancient sword that was closed in its scabbard.

Suddenly, in the dim light, a long sword with a cold light suddenly appeared in front of me.

I could clearly see my own face on the edge of the sword, and to test its sharpness, I ruthlessly plucked a hair from my head and placed it straight on top of the sword, allowing it to fall freely.

The moment the hair touched the blade, it was as light as the wind blowing through the willow leaves, and what was originally a long hair was cut into two pieces so lightly.

It's amazing, it's amazing, in addition to the extremely murderous aura and the extremely fierce sword spirit, this sword is actually so easy to use!

Looking at the sword in my hand, I couldn't help but think of the sword in Yexun's hand.

The appearance of these two is almost the same in my impression, but Yexun's one does look newer.

However, these two swords are the same, the cold light is shining, and just looking at their appearance, you can faintly feel the huge power hidden inside the sword.

Holding the sword for a long time made my hand start to go numb, and before I lost most of my senses, I put it back in Yan Yue's hand.

"What's the matter, you've only been looking at it for a while, and you've already seen the difference between this sword?" Yan Yue sat aside, idly supporting half of his face.

What he didn't know was that I wanted to take a good look at the sword. It took a lot of energy, and even later, I had to use the spiritual power in my body to suppress the spiritual power of this sword to eat myself.

If I want to be reckless and watch it for a while, I don't think I will be better off for ten days and half a month.

I held back, I looked a little weak, wiped my hands on my body, wiped the cold sweat in my heart: "Enough, enough." It's such a simple look, and I can roughly know what your sword is!"

Yan Yue's long and narrow eyes were looking at the bright one under the oil lamp: "Oh, since you have understood, you might as well tell me about it!"

Good boy, I don't know that I'm so weak now, and I still want to ask for this, should I report the situation to him?

I waved my hand helplessly, signaling that I needed to rest for a while: "You pour me tea to taste first, I took this sword just now, and it took me a lot of effort to know his past!"

Senior Sister Xu had never been called like this, and when she heard me say such things, there was some unbelievable emotion for a while.

He looked at it in surprise at first, and then at the neatly arranged cups and teapots in front of him: "Are you sure you need me to pour you a sip of tea instead of doing it yourself?"

I looked at him and smiled softly at him: "You heard me right, I just confirmed and must have asked you to pour me a cup of tea, my mouth is dry now, and as for the things you want to know, if there is no cup of tea to relieve me." I guess I won't be able to open my mouth!"

After I said these words, Yan Yue also accepted it with a smile, only to see him skillfully pick up the cup, pick up the teapot in one hand, pour me a cup of tea, and carefully come to me.

"Drink quickly, drink 1510 and tell me the whole thing. Otherwise, you look good!"