Walking into the room, Leng Xiaoshi's face immediately turned blue, and he immediately threw down the long sword in his hand, and an inch-long bloody mouth was clearly revealed in the palm of his hand. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

With only the low cultivation of the Leng Xiaoshi Tong Pulse Realm, even the spirit master has not entered, how can he be unharmed in a group of spirit masters of the small spirit realm?

There is no doubt that this is impossible, everything comes from this long sword that comes with him, but this sword kills a thousand enemies and loses eight hundred, it is really not so easy to use.

"Little brother, why don't you hold it?"

Just as Leng Xiaoshi was lying on the ground gasping for breath, a faint voice sounded in Leng Xiaoshi's mind.

"Who, who? Come out for me. Leng Xiaoshi looked around nervously, but the place where he saw it was empty, as if this sound was born out of thin air.

"Do you really want me to come out?" The illusory voice sounded again, with a slight hint of provocation in his tone, as if he didn't put Leng Xiaoshi in his eyes at all.

Leng Xiaoshi frowned, his face sank, and the anger in his heart suddenly rose.

"If you don't come out again, don't blame me for being rude."

"Forget it, you're really impatient, it's not like I can't come out."

The faint voice sounded again, and Leng Xiaoshi only felt something touch his shoulder? Suddenly he turned away, his brow furrowed.

I saw a person, with long hair as white as snow scattered over his shoulders, dressed in white like snow, fluttering, and in his eyes, the snow-white essence faintly appeared.

"Ghosts?"

See this person. Leng Xiaoshi's first reaction was to blurt out, a ghost word.

"I'm not a ghost, little brother, if you look at the inheritance chosen by the Demon Sword, I can be regarded as your senior brother. But if it's by age, I'm supposed to be your grandfather's generation. ”

The white-haired man stroked his long hair and threw a wink at Leng Xiaoshi very coquettishly.

"Senior brother? Grandfather? ”

Leng Xiaoshi picked up his sword and smashed it at this thing that was neither human nor ghost.

"Fuck you, the clay man still has three points of earthiness, I'm stupid."

However, just as the long sword flew out of Leng Xiaoshi's hand, a strange thing happened, the long sword couldn't pierce the white-haired man at all, and it just stayed in the air, as if it had been caught by someone.

In the next breath, Leng Xiaoshi only felt that his body instantly lost his freedom, and he froze in place, except for a pair of eyes burning with rage, which seemed to be imprisoned.

And all this started with a fierce look in the white-haired man's turn, what kind of eyes were these eyes, it seemed that there was a pure white flame burning in his eyes, and the whole person was like a big mountain, pressing the cold stone out of breath.

The next moment, the pressure flashed, Leng Xiaoshi didn't care about anything else, and gasped sharply, as if he was brushing shoulders with death, that thrilling feeling was terrifying.

"Who are you and what do you want?" Leng Xiaoshi looked at the white-haired man in front of him fiercely, his eyes breathed fire, as if he was going to be eaten alive.

"Hehe, don't be so fierce, I'm just kidding you. You can call me Hell, but I can't tell you my real name right now. The white-haired man changed the domineering momentum of Mount Tai and became simple and ordinary, and he couldn't see the slightest viciousness.

After looking at the white-haired man in front of him for a long time, Leng Xiaoshi was still defeated in the end, and said dejectedly.

"Why did you show up with me, I remember I didn't open the door since I came in."

"Cut, this seat is already living in this magic sword, where do you say I came from?"

The white-haired man rolled his eyes, looking at Leng Xiaoshi with a look of disdain, as if he was looking at an idiot.

When Leng Xiaoshi heard this, his face became even worse, and there was an irrepressible monstrous anger gushing out from his eyes.

"That's not to say that all along, when I used the Demon Sword, your blood was sucked away."

"Cough, cough, this is no way, you didn't really get the Demon Sword, and you want to use the power of the Demon Sword, you can only use blood as a sacrifice to urge, not to mention that I was seriously injured and fell into a deep sleep at that time, you must know that I just woke up and brought you into this world, and I don't know what happened before." The white-haired man was a little apprehensive, and turned his face away, as if he was reluctant to talk about it.

Leng Xiaoshi looked at the white-haired man in front of him with a questioning expression, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked tentatively, "Oh? Really get? How do you really get it? What are the benefits of really getting it? ”

The white-haired man pinched the tips of his hair and clapped his hands, as if Leng Xiaoshi had asked the idea, looked at Leng Xiaoshi with a smile, and said: "Of course there are benefits, the advantage is to get the supreme inheritance of the Demon Sword, obtain the natural talent, and from then on embark on the road of the strong, win the world, and be invincible." As for how to really get it, it depends on whether the old man is willing to help you. ”

Leng Xiaoshi still looked at the white-haired man with a look of disbelief: "Become a strong man?" Fool people, you don't want to stay in the sword and continue to suck my blood, forget it, you bastard bastard, I will never believe you. ”

Leng Xiaoshi made up his mind in his heart, no matter how clever this white man was, he would not listen.

"Well, how do you speak? I was a peerless powerhouse back then, and when I raised my hand, the wind and clouds changed color, and I stepped into a peerless existence that shocked the Eight Desolations, you say this about me, believe it or not, I pinched you to death. The white-haired man looked unconvinced, his face was fierce, and he frowned and stared at Leng Xiaoshi.

"Cut, it's up to you, brag, if you want to pinch me to death, pinch me to death, anyway, I can't cultivate when I come to this world, it's better to die and be reincarnated." Leng Xiaoshi put on a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water, and let you dispose of it.

"Boy, who said that you can't cultivate, as long as you get the help of this seat, it is guaranteed that you will be reborn, break the seal of the Spirit Mansion, and you can also get the supreme inheritance in the Demon Sword, so that you can embark on the road of the strong from now on." The white-haired man was kind and seductive, vaguely promising various benefits to Leng Xiaoshi.

"What are you talking about, my Spirit Mansion is sealed, it's not that I can't cultivate." Leng Xiaoshi looked shocked, as if he had heard something terrible.

"What's the matter, of course it's sealed, otherwise how can you not cultivate with innate aura in your body." The white-haired man said as he should.

Leng Xiaoshi instantly fell into contemplation when he heard it, and in his memory, the words of the old gardener came to mind again, there was a big incident in the family thirteen years ago, and then the Leng family declined rapidly, but then this matter was banned.

Could it be that the seal of his Spirit Mansion is related to the incident of the family thirteen years ago?

Forget it, even if you figure it out now, you can't take revenge, instead of fantasizing, it's better to improve yourself!

Thinking of this, Leng Xiaoshi's eyes couldn't help but sneak a glance at the white-haired man on the side, and his heart moved, trying to ask him.

"That, can you really break the seal of my Spirit Mansion and let me re-cultivate?"

"What do you say?" The white-haired man looked unfathomable, as if he had a chance to win.

Leng Xiaoshi gritted his teeth, and finally withered, he knew that there was no free lunch in the world, so he sighed immediately, "Forget it, you tell me what conditions you want." ”

The white-haired man squinted at Leng Xiaoshi, and a treacherous smile on the corner of his mouth flashed, and he was a moment late, and said.

"Conditions? How about you conclude a soul contract with me to ensure that your strength reaches a certain level to condense my true body, and how about finding soul treasures for me to help me recover? ”

Looking at the white-haired man in front of him, his fair face bloomed with a smile like a white chrysanthemum.

For a moment, Leng Xiaoshi couldn't help but hesitate, was this a white-haired man's ploy? What if I fall into his trap?

After a while, Leng Xiaoshi let out a long breath, his expression slowly calmed down, and asked lightly, "What about not recognizing the Lord?" Is it just blood that can urge this demon sword? ”

When the white-haired man heard this, the corners of his mouth hooked up a wicked and strange smile, "Don't recognize the Lord? Of course, I'm going to kill you, suck all your blood, and then take the Demon Sword to find the next person who can hopefully help me. ”

Under the harmless expressions of humans and animals, the words are extremely cruel. At this moment, this sentence revealed the strange ferocity of his white hair and white eyes.

"Give me some time to think about it." Leng Xiaoshi did not panic, and showed a calm temperament, which was the temperament attached to the depths of Leng Xiaoshi's soul in the past.

"Okay, whatever you want. The white-haired man glanced at Leng Xiaoshi meaningfully, and said, "If you have trouble in the future, you can find me, be on call."

The next moment, the figure disappeared, and the frozen demon sword in the air turned into a mortal sword and fell to the ground.

Leng Xiaoshi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the white-haired man burrowing into the Lone Demon Sword, his heart began to waver, his eyes were calm, and he didn't know what he was thinking!

Unconsciously. It was already dusk, and the burning sunset stained half of the sky red.

Leng Xiaoshi pushed open the door of the house, and there was a lingering worry in his heart, wanting to go out for a walk.

"Young master, young master, someone has hit the family, go and take a look."

Not long after he went out, he happened to bump into a servant of the Leng family.

Hit the family? Leng Xiaoshi's mind went blank for a moment, and he came back to his senses. Wouldn't it be that I went to Panjiafang City to get a sword this morning, and the Pan family came to the door? It's also too fast.

Leng Xiaoshi hurriedly dispelled the idea of going out to relax, and walked quickly towards the main hall of the family.

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