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The two acolytes took the brunt of it, intimidated by the power of the aura.

couldn't help but change his face slightly, and his body shook slightly.

The box opened, but inside was a long sword.

The sword body is more than three feet long, and the purple flowers linger all around.

From the hilt to the tip of the sword, the size is average and very symmetrical.

Even if you don't have that sword qi, you can still see its extraordinaryness at a glance.

The sword heart is bright, and the purple qi comes from the east.

Taishang Yuanwei, Lingyun Xinglang.

Like the clear light of the rivers and seas, if the wrath of thunder is collected.

It seems to depict the ice moon of Yaotai, imitating the floating glow of the blue water.

This is a magic weapon that is not inferior to the fairy sword in any way, and even surpasses it.

Even the shallow eyes couldn't help but move slightly.

Li Yuan said with a smile: "I know that there is no shortage of good things on you, but this sword is really rare, it is a high-grade magic weapon, and now that Qing Cang is not here, I will be the master and give it to you." ”

Qing Qian said: "So, thank you." ”

Li Yuan waved his hand, turned and sat down.

Kiyosa picked up the sword from the box.

The Feng Jian disciple seemed to be intimidated by the sword qi just now, and accidentally stumbled forward two steps, almost falling on Qing Qian's body.

was grabbed by Qingqian's arm, helped by one belt, and stood firmly.

"Thank you, seniors. The disciple lowered his head and spoke like a mosquito.

Qing Qian held the sword in his hand and held a sword flower casually, but saw that the sword qi in the hall was vertical and horizontal, and there was a hidden sound of dragon groaning.

The two disciples were shocked, and several teacups and teapots were buzzing.

Li Yuan smiled: "This magic weapon is really given to the right person." ”

The two talked a few more words, there were too many things to leave the abyss, and they couldn't keep her there to talk, so they let her go back first.

Qing Qian returned to the small courtyard, Feiyan didn't know where to go, but the water baboon was still there, and when he saw Qing Qian, he hurriedly saluted respectfully, and said, "Thunder senior is here, and he is waiting for you in the house." ”

Qing Qian nodded slightly, and when he saw that he was not arrogant or impatient, he took a second look.

"What's your name?"

The first time the water baboon heard him talking to himself, he couldn't help but be a little flattered.

"Back to the Qing Qian, the disciple water baboon, is a disciple of the outer gate of the Demon King City. ”

Qing Qian said: "How did you come here?"

The water baboon said: "Someone went to the outer gate before, saying that they wanted to pick a few people to come and serve the uncles, and they picked us. ”

Qing Qian asked, "Who picked it in the past?"

The water baboon didn't dare to slack off, and replied one by one: "It's the Dharma Protector of the Abyss." ”

Qing Qian raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

The water baboon said: "Exactly." ”

After a while, the water baboon didn't hear the shallow voice, and was about to raise his head, but he asked again, "What about the one with you?"

Feiyan was bored, so he sneaked back to the outer door to play with his brother, but the water baboon still helped him cover up and said, "He suddenly has a stomachache, maybe he went down the mountain to find medicine." ”

Qing Qian glanced at him, turned around and walked in, and lightly dropped a sentence: "If you want to stay, it's best not to be deceived in front of me." ”

The water baboon was stunned for a moment, happy and ashamed, and hurriedly stammered: "Shallow seniors forgive sins, I, I ......"

Before the words were finished, Qingqian had already walked away.

In the room, there were two chairs, Thunder and Night Star Han sat on one side.

A person like Thunder, even when he sits, is tall and upright.

Meticulous, the restraint and self-discipline of the cultivator are waved to the extreme.

Night Star Han put his left elbow half-propped up on the handle of the chair, and held the teacup in the other hand.

Even if you sit there casually, there is an indescribable nobility.