"Then you will kill me, or you will not try to get your sword back. "Ye Xuan shrugged his shoulders, he is not a person who eats soft and is afraid of hard, even if he faces the princess of a big dynasty, he is not afraid.www.biquge.info

"You ......" Song Jiejing trembled with anger, if it was somewhere else, she would have done it a long time ago.

It's a pity that this is Lingxiao Mansion, even if she is the princess of the Great Song Dynasty, even if her grandfather is an elder of Lingxiao Mansion, she can't kill her fellow disciples.

"Okay, I apologize to you and give me back the sword. Song Jujing said with anger in his temper.

Ye Xuan raised one eyebrow and questioned, "Is this your attitude of apology?"

"I won't trouble you, give me back the sword!"

"I'm not afraid you'll trouble me. ”

"Smack!"

Suddenly, a crisp sound spread, and Song Jiejing directly slapped a palm print on this stone table.

"Your pure heart is deliberate!" Song Jujing stood up and glared at Ye Xuan angrily.

"Well, it's not impossible to return the sword to you, but I won't return it in vain, I have a few options here. Ye Xuan paused and said, "One, pass on to me a high-grade spirit-level martial art." Second, 10,000 medium-grade spars. Three, do me a favor. ”

"You robbed me of my things, and I asked you to exchange them for me, but there are still conditions?" Song Jiejing was stunned.

"What if you rob it, didn't you kill people during the battle of the dynasty?" then are you going to fight for your life?" Ye Xuan asked rhetorically.

"Hmph, sharp teeth. ”

Song Jujing snorted coldly, hesitated for a moment before saying, "It is impossible for me to pass on a high-grade spirit-level martial arts to you, these are all martial arts of my Song family, in case you pass it on, I will be in trouble." Moreover, now I can't take out 10,000 medium-grade spars, and my brother and I only brought a weapon and healing medicine with us......"

"Isn't your grandfather here?" Ye Xuan said.

Song Cheng, the grandfather of Song Qijing, is an elder of Lingxiao Mansion and a powerhouse in the Divine Pill Realm. 10,000 medium-grade spars must be a drop in the bucket for him.

"No, my father has an order to let me do it myself, and my grandfather will not give me any substantial help. Song Jujing shook his head and said.

"It seems that you, the princess of the Great Song Dynasty, are also a poor bastard......" Ye Xuan was helpless.

He didn't expect that the royal education of the Tang Dynasty and the Great Song Dynasty was completely different, and Tang Tian casually took out two thousand medium-grade spars. And in addition to a high-grade spiritual weapon, the things in the Qiankun Ring may not exceed ten low-grade spars, because everything has been devoured by him.

"There's a third condition, let's hear it

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) listen. Song Qijing asked.

Ye Xuan squinted his eyes and asked, "Before your Great Song Dynasty, there were many people who were transported to Lingxiao Mansion, right?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" Song Dijing nodded in surprise.

Ye Xuan hesitated and said, "I know, but I haven't thought about it yet, I'll let you help when I think of it in the future." ”

"Hmph, whatever you want, return the sword to me. Song Qijing snorted.

"Take it, take it. ”

Ye Xuan took out the Qiushui Sword from the devouring space and threw it back.

When Song Jiejing received it, he immediately pulled out his sword with a bang, and then stabbed Ye Xuan's head suddenly.

However, her sword suddenly stopped in mid-air.

This was not blocked by Ye Xuan, but she stopped herself.

"Why don't you hide?" asked Song Jujing in surprise.

Her sword had already stabbed in front of Ye Xuan, only a finger away, but the latter didn't even blink his eyes.

"You don't dare to kill me. ”

The corners of Ye Xuan's mouth rose slightly, and then he got up, ready to go out for a walk.

"Boring. Song Jujing put away his long sword and snorted coldly: "Where are you going?"

"I won't tell you. ”

Ye Xuan replied, and went out directly.

Now, he has successfully entered Lingxiao Mansion, although he is only a preparatory disciple, as long as he squeezes into the earth list within a year, then he is an official disciple.

Originally, he thought that when he entered Lingxiao Mansion, there would be middle-grade spirit-level martial arts or even high-grade spirit-level martial arts, but he didn't expect that he was only a preparatory disciple.

Before becoming an official disciple, Ling Xiaofu would not give him anything, and his cultivation method was different from others.

If you want to break through, you have to make money!

"The bottom of the earth list is stronger than Tang Tian, I'm not sure, now I don't have a high-grade spiritual weapon, nor a high-grade spirit-level martial art, if I want to squeeze in, there is only one way to upgrade. ”

Ye Xuan thought as he walked.

However, he didn't walk long before he stopped, turned around and looked, and found Song Jiejing behind him.

"What are you doing with me?" Ye Xuan asked in surprise.

"Who is following you, is this road yours?" Song Jujing said disdainfully.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) "Oh, then you can do it yourself."

Ye Xuan said, suddenly finding a wall to lean against and think about life.

Song Jiejing failed every time, he was so angry that he gritted his silver teeth, and said helplessly: "I'll follow you, what's wrong, can't you?"

"Follow and follow, what's the hard mouth?" Ye Xuan rolled his eyes and said in his heart: "A minor girl, Lao Tzu can't cure you?"

Then, he first went to the miscellaneous hall to get a few sets of clothes and identity tokens from Lingxiao Mansion, and inquired about some things by the way.

Now he has nothing else on him, but he still has a lot of options.

For example, exchange Devouring Points for something to sell, so that you have start-up capital.

After leaving the sundries hall, Song Jiejing also asked, "Where are you going next?"

"Follow along, ask so much what to do. Ye Xuan didn't bother to answer.

"I'm going to die?"

Song Jiejing pouted, but still followed honestly. Then, she found that Ye Xuan had come to the Armory Hall of the Earth Mansion.

"What are you doing here, buying weapons?" Song Jiejing still couldn't help but ask.

Ye Xuan didn't answer, and walked in directly.

Today, the armory hall of the earth's house is very deserted, and there is only one young man sitting there reading a book.

After this young man saw Ye Xuan, he also hurriedly greeted him: "This junior brother has just entered Lingxiao Mansion, what do you need?"

He saw that Ye Xuan and Song Jiejing were very face-to-face, so he had this guess.

"Senior brother, do you receive a high-grade spiritual weapon here?"

Ye Xuan asked.

"Medium-grade spiritual weapons, accept them, but it depends on the quality. The young man nodded.

Lingxiao Mansion is a big faction, and there are a lot of forging talents in it, and there are still some middle-grade spirit-level forgers in the Mansion of the Earth, and they will occasionally forge some spiritual weapons to sell, which saves time than doing training tasks.

Ye Xuan took out three cold light swords from the devouring space, handed them over, and said, "These three mid-grade spirit weapon swords were all created by me, senior brother, take a look." ”

The young man took the cold light sword and looked at it, and said in surprise: "The workmanship is excellent, not bad...... Is the junior brother's name Ye Xuan?"

"Not bad. Ye Xuan nodded.

"I can collect these three mid-grade spirit weapon swords at the price of five hundred lower grade spars each, what do you think, junior brother?" the young man asked.

(End of chapter)

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