Chapter 115: Request

"This ......" Yang Fan was a little embarrassed, lowered his head slightly, pondered for a while, and said, "Liu Miao, I think we are too young......"

Liu Miao interrupted Yang Fan and raised his voice: "I want you to answer me directly, if I am not from the Liu family, you are not from the Zhao family, will you be with me?"

As he spoke, he added, "Can you be more refreshed?"

Yang Fan pursed his lips and said, "Okay, I'll be honest." Liu Miao, I only want to cultivate, and I haven't thought about the relationship between children and daughters at all, and I don't know what I like. Although I have never been in love, I also know that it takes feelings to like someone. But I'm sorry I ...... you It doesn't feel that way. ”

"I see. Liu Miao Nunu's mouth appeared with a smile on his face that would break any man's heart when he saw it. This kind of laughter, bitterness, sadness. She nodded and said, "I don't feel it...... That is, they don't like me at all. Even if I am not the Liu family and you are not the Zhao family, we will not come together. So why...... Why did the sword choose you......"

Liu Ying said sharply: "Ah Miao, don't talk to him, maybe it's wrong to ask for a sword." ”

"No!" Liu Miao suddenly snorted coldly, and infinite power erupted from his small body, and said angrily: "It is impossible to be wrong to seek a sword, and it is impossible for Master to be wrong!

Yang Fanhu said suspiciously: "I'm confused, how can this be pulled to the sword again?"

Not only Yang Fan was confused, except for a few insiders, everyone was confused. No one stopped Liu Miao from speaking anymore, listening to her say in that heart-wrenching voice.

Liu Miao looked at Yang Fan, held the hilt of the sword tied around his waist, and said, "This quest sword was given to me by the master before he died. When Master was young, he encountered a certain opportunity and became a sword protector who sought the sword, and spent his life looking for the master of the sword. And this quest sword, only the sword protector and the owner of the quest sword can pull it out. After the death of Master Immortal, the identity of the sword protector fell on me. Master said that if I met the master of the Quest Sword, it would be a godsend for me to hand over the quest sword to him and marry him myself. Master has been so gracious to me that I have accepted the mission of protecting the sword, so I will spend my whole life looking for the master of the sword...... I didn't expect to find you so soon......"

Yang Fan pointed to his nose and said, "You mean...... I'm the master of the sword?"

Liu Miao glanced at Yang Fan's hand and said, "That day in the theater, didn't you pull out the quest sword?"

"That sword is easy to pull out!"

Liu Miao smiled bitterly and threw the quest sword towards Yang Fan.

Seeing that Yang Fan caught the sword, Liu Miao said, "You give the sword to your people to try it and see who can pull it out?"

Yang Fan looked around and handed the quest sword to Zhao Tie in disbelief.

Zhao Tie took the sword, held the scabbard with his left hand, grabbed the hilt with his right hand, and pulled it hard.

No response.

Zhao Tie was a little unconvinced, and pulled a few more times, but there was still no response.

Zhao Tie shook his head at Yang Fan.

With a surprised expression on his face, Zhao Tong snatched the sword from Zhao Tie's hand and immediately tried.

I saw that his face was flushed, his eyes were staring like copper bells, and he couldn't pull them out.

Zhao Tong also shook his head at Yang Fan and sighed discouragedly.

"Dad, you are the strongest of us here, you can give it a try!" Zhao Tie threw the Seeking Sword to Zhao Cheng.

Seeing that his two sons had failed, Zhao Cheng was suspicious and a little heartbroken.

After taking the sword, he did not start immediately like his sons, but calmed down and had enough luck before he shook the hilt of the sword fiercely.

The sword body and scabbard seemed to be one, and there was no movement.

Zhao Cheng shook his head, threw the sword back to Yang Fan, and said, "Xiao Fan, I can't do anything with this sword." ”

Yang Fan took the sword with a suspicious face, and said, "It doesn't make sense! I was obviously very relaxed last time...... As he spoke, his hands were making the gesture of drawing his sword, and before he could finish his sentence, he pulled out the sword.

Everyone was dumbfounded, especially Zhao Cheng and his son, who tried to draw their swords, and the look of surprise on their faces was even stronger.

They all have greater strength than Yang Fan, their realm is higher than Yang Fan, and their soul power is stronger than Yang Fan, but the sword they couldn't pull out was pulled out by Yang Fan very casually.

Liu Miao smiled bitterly: "If you want to pull out the quest sword, you don't rely on strength and cultivation. Only the sword protector, the master of the sword, can pull it out. Yang Fan, now do you believe it?"

Zhao Cheng asked, "How old is Yang Fan, how can he be the master of the Quest Sword?"

Liu Miao shook her head and said, "I don't know about this." I originally thought that the owner of the quest sword would be a white-haired old man, at least a middle-aged man, but I never thought that it would be Yang Fan. Maybe...... He's the same as me, the sword protector, and I'm the descendant of the sword-protector's master, and he may be the heir of the sword-seeking master. Only then will the sword identify him. ”

"But!" Yang Fan was in a dilemma, and said, "But we can't be reluctantly tied together because of a sword, right?"

Liu Miao said softly: "Providence." ”

Yang Fan clenched his fists and said to Liu Miao in an admonishing tone: "Providence makes people, and fate will play tricks on people." If we still have a trace of fighting spirit and strength, we can all try to fight with the heavens and fight against fate! Liu Miao, your life and I have just begun, so why should we be imprisoned by fate? Why don't we all let it go and see how the providence of heaven tosses us!"

Liu Miao shook her head and said, "You don't know my mission at all, and you don't know how much Master expects me. ”

"That's fine. Liu Miao sighed: "You don't like me at all, and I don't have to persuade you anymore." When I tell you this reason, I don't want you to promise me anything, but if you don't tell it, you, the master of the sword, will never know the secret of the sword. ”

Yang Fan had all the flavors in his heart, but he really didn't expect that there was such a story behind Liu Miao's stubbornness towards him.

Quest for the Sword ...... Am I the master of the sword?

Did the quest sword get your brain broken?

"Okay, there is no need to talk about the sword, Yang Fan, I want to ask you for another thing. ”

"You say. ”

"For the sake of you and me, can you promise me that if we surrender, you will really spare my uncles and aunts, and really spare everyone in our Liu family?"

Liu Wangcheng said loudly: "Ah Miao, what nonsense are you talking about! How can we say that we want to surrender?"

"Yang Fan, you answer me. ”