Time flies, and it has been six days since Qianqian was dragged home.

The girl was dressed in her usual plain white dress, wielding a long sword in the courtyard, not hurrying.

Stabbing, cutting, chopping, and chopping, simple and solemn, but it seems extraordinarily soft. Under that staggering dance, there was an inexplicable sense of demure and gentleness - of course, not to mention that her body was twisted into twisted air.

After cultivating a thousand illusions, Mu Qianqian found that her control over the muscles and muscles had obviously made a qualitative leap, even if it was an ordinary stabbing sword, it could achieve a rather exaggerated power through the fine-tuning of muscles and true qi. Even she felt that as long as she wanted, she could twist herself into a twist. Of course, just think about it.

Perhaps because these secret methods come from the demon clan, in the process of blending the physical body, the divine soul, and the true qi, the divine soul and true qi are all greatly consumed, but through the cultivation of the past few days, I was pleasantly surprised to find that whether it is soul condensation or qi training, the improvement speed is increased due to the progress of the physical body!

Even if his strength will regress slightly in the short term due to the lack of true qi and divine soul power, in the long run, he has definitely made a quite wise decision!

A child who almost died on the bank of the Cangming River was healed and forgot the pain.

"Sister, it's time to rest, eat fruit!"

Xiaoxiao changed into a white power suit and waved at Mu Qianqian with a smile.

Qianqian adjusted her internal breath and exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and then she walked in front of Mu Xiaoxiao, playful, stretched out her white fingers and stroked her sister's cheeks, and laughed: "What a considerate girl, worthy of my family Xiaoxiao." As he was talking, Chen Ming's matter flashed inexplicably in his mind, and he couldn't help sighing: "It's a pity, I don't know which bastard is going to be cheaper...... Alas, sorrowful. ”

Mu Xiaoxiao couldn't help flashing a certain figure in her heart, and her pretty face suddenly burned red, slapped away her sister's outstretched paws, stuffed melons and fruits into her mouth, and said angrily: "You can't stop your mouth if you eat." ”

It has been six days since Qianqian said that she wanted to practice swords.

Her family knows her own affairs, and she has been passionate about everything around her since she was a child, whether it is the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting in the study, or the frying, steaming, frying and frying in the kitchen, her heat will never exceed a day.

Because she couldn't really learn these things for a day.

I haven't seen any subtle sword tricks, nor have I seen any advanced exercises, this simple stabbing and chopping can make my sister endure and practice for six days, which is really incredible.

Even more concerning was the longsword she had gotten out of nowhere—a silver-white longsword that looked more like a work of art than a weapon.

The blade of the sword is more than four feet long, which is the standard of sword making in the ancient twilight region, the edge of the sword is not obvious, but the hilt of the sword is carved with exquisite lines that are excessive, which does not affect the grip, but it seems to have a different kind of mystery - just like the similar description that has been seen in the astrological book.

Xiaoxiao decided to go through the classics again.

She had many secrets in her heart, such as everything she had seen on the night of her mother's death, such as the sword skills she had to learn in order to survive, such as the indescribable intimacy between her and the long sword—like a long-lost meeting of relatives and friends, which may still look a little strange, but after a few words, you can regain the original fire. She stretched out her hand and stroked the silver-white sword body, and that inexplicable emotion spread through her body. People are like that, and so is she believing in swords.

But she couldn't say, as the one who saved her had said, that everything had to rot in her heart. In order for himself to live, and for Qianqian to live well.

She's smart, so she won't dig into other people's secrets.

But that doesn't stop you from learning more by reading books, right?

There is never a simple role in the palace.

She Mu Xiaoxiao is naturally one of the most unsimple people among them.

The little girl hummed a little song and walked happily to the library.

Mu Qianqian, who suddenly became diligent, is actually very irritable these days.

Isn't it good to go to the top of the Yunshan Mountain to have fun? Isn't it good to go to the bank of the Cangming River to blow the wind? After being locked up for so long, even the hellish Cangming River feels very cordial in retrospect.

Don't worry about being taken home by the young man in white by the ear, forced by the difference in the level of force, don't talk about practicing those simple and boring basic skills every day, what does it mean to keep this weird long sword that oppresses your soul, true qi and body every moment?

Every time I think about it, I can clearly recall his smiling smile.

At that time, he slowly unwrapped the cloth bag, handed the sword to his hand, and asked, "Is it beautiful?"

"Good looking. Mu Qianqian asked herself that there were not many divine weapons she had seen, but it was the first time she had taken over such a gorgeous and powerful fairy sword with her own hands.

"Then it's yours. The mysterious man seemed to know her inner thoughts, and smiled brightly, "Don't let this sword leave her body, she is very afraid of life, and if she is not careful, she may overflow the sword qi." You don't want your sister to be hurt in any way, do you?"

"I......%&*¥#@" Mu Qianqian suddenly had the urge to slash his head with a sword, this is throwing a time bomb to herself?

The majestic soul power sealed the eight directions, and Mu Mansion became a big cage for her alone.

Otherwise, with a girl's jumping temperament, how could she quietly practice the Six Heavens Sword at home?

Strive to become stronger, in order to tie him into a dumpling in the future, and throw him into a small black house! The girl grinded her teeth secretly, and her sword qi became more and more powerful.

This is probably the motivation for Qianqian's recent practice......

As for how much improvement has been made in the past few days under the oppression of this sword, how much strength has improved after the fusion of his body, soul, and qi, it will definitely not be attributed to the mysterious man by the angry girl.

What made her even more uncomfortable was that even the master didn't pay attention to her!

The apparent reason was that she wanted her to have a long memory of that day's impulsiveness. The girl with a weak heart is naturally submissive, and she has a lot of "tribute" to eat and drink.

Until a certain fox lies in Xiaoxiao's arms, its furry tail wagging and wagging.

My sister warned her very seriously: "Sister, don't bully the rice balls, you see, he's angry." As he spoke, he happily took the fox away...... Just took it away......

Qianqian inexplicably felt a little itchy.

The apprentice didn't say a word when he was bullied, and just ran away, obviously wanting to see his own jokes!

The more Qianqian thought about it, the more she felt that the truth was exactly what happened, brandishing her long sword angrily, her mouth pursed high.

......

"Ahh

It seems that he didn't feel the full resentment of the little apprentice.

The trip to the underworld is not a temporary idea. Taking away the long sword that symbolizes an era is something that Su Meng has been planning since he entered the WTO.

Then, how to hide under the great power of the Heavenly Dao of the Immortals has become the top priority.

The "spirits" of heaven and earth have begun to resonate, as if welcoming the arrival of a great being. Su Meng stared at a certain place above the clear sky, which was the source of all resonance, but it made him feel inexplicably a little kind.

Almost all of the immortals who stayed in the world back then had a period of secrecy, and thus obtained the mysterious power called "Heavenly Dao", majestic and vast.

"The saint is in front of him and can't be seen?" the little fox muttered to himself, the princess left such a few words in her notes before her death, but there was no record of this in the collection of Mu Wangfu, which made Su Meng quite impressed.

But since you have chosen to overlook the world, even if you are an immortal, how can you see everything?

That barrier wasn't just for the confinement of the disciples. Such a search is destined to be fruitless.

Su Meng closed his eyes, everything he wanted to say was left in the place where the sword was hidden. He has too many incomprehensions about the world and history, so let this temptation bring him enough information!

In the courtyard, Qianqian is still wielding a long sword, in the library, Xiaoxiao is holding a thick book, in Cangyun City, the people's life is still dull, outside the city wall, the sound of horses' hooves is staggered.

Fallen leaves cut through the water, bringing ripples, Chen family, an old man opened his eyes that were already slightly cloudy, looked out the window, the wind was blowing!