The information brought by Su Qianqian is not precious.

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly knew that his enemies were far more than the level of Feng Kun and Shao Yi, but the thirty-three people in the inner courtyard......

This is still in the Spirit Palace, if you go out of the Spirit Palace, I am afraid that you will have to face the Zhang and Wen families of Tiansang County.

Xu Xiao had a headache, he never thought that just a ring match could cause such a big disaster for himself.

"It's all to blame on that damn Wen Chong......" he clutched his head, absent-minded.

Su Qianqian looked at him worriedly, Xu Xiaoshou thought for a while, and could only put it down temporarily.

These problems will have to be faced sooner or later, and perhaps as you grow, there will be greater suffering waiting for you.

"It's fine. ”

After signaling Su Qianqian to relax, he looked at the little girl with the giant sword on her back, and his mind flashed the masked man last night and Sang Lao's words......

"Can you show me, this sword?"

"Yes. ”

Su Qianqian didn't hesitate, pulled out the sword, and handed it over: "But it recognizes people, and it may not like you." ”

"Oh?" As soon as Xu Xiaoshou put his hand on it, the sword body suddenly trembled violently, and he retracted it like an electric shock, "Such an evil sect?"

Su smiled lightly: "This is spirituality, the more powerful the sword, the more psychic it is." ”

Xu Xiaoshou was thoughtful, he took out his "hidden suffering", and said happily: "In this way, my sword also has spirituality. ”

Su Qian paused to be interested, he knew that the little beast brother's black sword was only nine grades.

How can the sword of the ninth grade be spiritual?

"Look!"

Xu Xiaoshou flipped the sword body, the tip of the sword was aimed at him, and there was no superfluous movement, and the black sword suddenly trembled.

"Buzz!"

He flipped the blade of his sword back again, and his trembling suddenly became smaller.

"Buzz ......"

Su Qianqian was stunned, what kind of spirituality is this, why is it so strange?

"Under Suspicion, Passive, +1. ”

"Don't believe it?" Xu Xiao sneered, "This is your shallow knowledge!"

He flipped the black sword back and forth.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz ......"

"Buzz!"

"Buzz ......"

Su Qianqian's whole person is wooden, this is ......

"Doubted, passive, +16. ”

"Suspected, passive, +37. ”

“......”

Xu Xiao was frightened now, how could there be so many passive values?

After looking around, it turned out that after landing, the nearby cultivators were attracted by the two.

And some people have already recognized Su Qianqian, the champion of the outer courtyard and the inner courtyard Su Qianqian's visit to the Goose Lake, which is big news.

One spread ten, ten spread hundreds, and more and more people came around.

Su Qianqian didn't care much, she was used to this feeling of being watched by people early on, after all, geniuses are eye-catching everywhere.

Xu Xiaoshou is even more so, the more people, the easier it is to earn passive value!

He ignored the men and forcibly took the trembling greatsword.

Before he could take a closer look, the giant sword flew into the sky and returned to the scabbard on Su Qianqian's back.

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned for a moment, he looked at his "hidden bitterness", and suddenly had a taste of hating iron and not steel.

Look at other people, this is called spirituality, you want to eat the Lord's urine at most!

Su Qianqian smiled, pulled out the giant sword again, and handed it to Xu Xiaoshou.

"Don't mess around!"

The sword body was about to vibrate, but when he heard the words, he fell silent.

Xu Xiao was amazed and looked at the sword carefully.

The giant sword is snow-white, and the sword body is extremely thick and heavy, which is completely different from the regular giant sword, but like a thick tablet.

Xu Xiaoshou was born in the flesh, and he could feel a bit of weight.

"Good sword!"

He exclaimed, this sword is better than his own "hidden bitterness" I don't know how many times.

No, there should be no comparison.

Looking closely, I could feel a bit of desolation and sadness from the snow-white giant sword that had quieted down.

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but be immersed, he seemed to see a huge tombstone standing from ancient times to the present day under the white snow that has not changed for thousands of years in the endless desolate desert.

Loneliness, loneliness, vicissitudes......

As soon as the flower appeared in front of him, the picture suddenly disappeared, and the sword was still in sight.

Xu Xiaoshou shook his head and raised his head.

"Suspected, passive, +64. ”

"Be in awe, passive, +89. ”

Well?

What's the situation?

At a glance, I saw a layer of frost on the surface of Goose Lake!

I'll go!

It's summer, and the sun is still hanging in the sky!

His senses recovered in turn, and he heard Su Qianqian's eager voice: "Little beast brother?"

But more than that, it's noisy vocals:

"I'll go, how did I freeze just now, I feel like my soul is frozen!"

"Look, the lake is frozen?!"

"It's so weird, it must have been made by Xu Xiaoshou! But what the hell happened?"

"Is there a big guy to explain to me, I'm confused!"

No one replied, these people looked confused, and Xu Xiaoshou was also confused.

Only Su Qianqian's face was full of surprise: "Can you see it?"

She suddenly thought of something, "Yes, Brother Little Beast is also an innate sword intent!"

Xu Xiao was embarrassed to hide the horror in his heart, is this a famous sword?

Just one glance can pull one into its world.

"Tomb City Snow...... Tombstones?"

"Hmm. Su Qianqian did not deny it.

"Can you tell me the story of it?" Xu Xiaoshou felt that this sword must have a story.

Su Qianqian laughed happily, but she didn't expect that in addition to her grandfather, there were people who liked to listen to her tell stories.

She took the sword and rubbed it gently, the body of the sword trembling and moaning slightly, as if enjoying it very much.

"In ancient times, there was a sword master called Chengxue. ”

"He has a close friend, who is also a Sword Master, who walks the Killing Path and calls for the Sword Master. ”

"One day into a demon, accidentally killed Cheng Xue, after the Sword Saint woke up, he was full of remorse, and set up Cheng Xue's sword as a tombstone to suppress the eternal. ”

Xu Xiaoshou waited for a long time, but Su Qianqian had no follow-up.

"Done?"

"Huh?" Su Qianqian looked up suspiciously, "This is the story of 'Tomb City Snow', did I miss something?"

“......”

Xu Xiaoshou is not good, what you said is so reasonable, the story is indeed finished, but I always feel ......

It shouldn't be so monotonous!

What about the details?

The fall of the Sword Saint, shouldn't it all be very tragic?

You're drinking cold water, this story is not too straightforward!

"That's a good point!"

"Very simple!"

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but admire, and continued: "In the Tiansang Spirit Palace, is there a sword more precious than this?"

When Su Qianqian heard the praise, he smiled shallowly, and shook his head indifferently, "No." ”

"If you think about it seriously, there is a sword that is more powerful than this!" Xu Xiaoshou said solemnly.

Su smiled slightly, tilted his head and thought for a while, and said seriously: "No." ”

"Really?"

"Hmm!"

Xu Xiaoshou's heart sank, he also felt that there was no, but he couldn't do without!

If not, then the sword that the masked man is looking for is not Su Qianqian's "Tomb Name City Snow"?

That guy didn't even win many bigwigs in Tiansang Spirit Palace, and now if she thinks about Su Qianqian, can she have a good end?

"It's over!" Xu Xiaoshou was anxious.

Su Qian's eyes rolled for a moment, and he already understood something, "Brother Little Beast is worried about the masked man last night?"