Outside the furnace realm, in the Wuhua True Palace, a magnificent palace on a grand scale, an old man wearing a blue dragon robe on a white background was lying on his side on the couch, his eyes closed, his jaw supported with one hand, and the long beard of his chin was neatly spread in front of him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lan Bing walked up to the old man, bowed deeply, and said, "Third Grandpa, Bing'er has come to greet you." ”

The old man reluctantly opened one eye and said, "It's the fifth child...... Did the third child see the child? ”

Lan Bing bowed his head and said, "See." ”

The old man asked, "Where are they now?" ”

Lan Bing hesitated for a moment and said, "In ...... In the mustard seed furnace, I must have gone to the sword grave. ”

The old man smiled slightly: "Only those who have entered the world can enter the sword mound...... I didn't expect that the third child, who was the most disciplined, would actually break the family rules for that child. ”

Lan Bing hurriedly knelt on his knees and pleaded: "The third brother loves Sun very much, and he has to ...... it."

The old man laughed: "Don't you know me, in this family, the most unruly is me, such a trivial matter, how can I punish the most obedient third child in the family." ”

Lan Bing bowed his head and was silent.

The old man frowned slightly and said, "But...... After all, rules are rules, even I can't violate them clearly, don't leak this matter, let the old seven and nine know, I'm afraid I'm going to make a fuss again, alas, these children really worry me. ”

"Speaking of which, Fifth Brother, do you think that kid can win the battle for WTO?" The old man asked suddenly.

"I think, no, even if the third brother is trained and the sword mound is enlightened, the gap between him and the other two is really too big, not to mention, Ling'er and the twilight snow green silk you gave me, even if I meet her, I don't dare to win easily." Blue Ice Road.

The old man narrowed his eyes and asked, "Oh? Not a single chance of victory? ”

Lan Bing hesitated for a moment and said, "However, third brother...... It seems that I am quite confident in Ruo'er, and I dare not say anything. ”

After a while, the old man said: "Old Five, please go to the outside of the Ling Palace to take care of it, the third child and the child entered the mustard seed furnace, and the stove will be unguarded, after all, it is the treasure of the family, it is better to be careful." ”

Lan Bing responded: "Yes, I'll go right away." ”

Lan Bing left, the old man closed his eyes, and whispered to himself: "It's almost the year predicted by the ancestor of the blue carp, and there is still no child of destiny in the family, is it possible...... Is that the kid? ”

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In the furnace realm, the sword mound, Lan Ling's lips were a little dry, and he said a little dryly: "This knife, no one can read its heart for a thousand years, because it can't be pulled out at all, just like pouring molten iron into the scabbard, melting the knife and the scabbard, everyone who has been to the sword mound has tried to pull it out, but none of them can pull it out, let alone understand its sword intent, I have tried countless times myself, but it is all in vain." ”

Lan Ruo was stunned for a moment, the knife that couldn't be pulled out? It's weird, but it seems to be funny.

Lan Ruo held the sheath in his left hand, pressed his right hand on the hilt, the pale cyan spirit on his body overflowed, he took a deep breath, pulled it out with all his strength, but the knife did not move in the sheath, there was indeed a sticky force in the scabbard to prevent the knife from coming out of the sheath, as if it was rusty, Lan Ruo's hands trembled slightly, and he continued to work hard stubbornly, and his pale face was flushed because of fatigue.

Seeing this, Lan Ling actually breathed a sigh of relief in his heart for some reason, and said in his heart: It seems that his feeling just now was an illusion, maybe this kid is too tired.

At this time, in Lan Ruo's right eye, which was covered by the blindfold, the darkness flashed imperceptibly, Lan Ling didn't notice it, and even Lan Ruo himself didn't feel it.

Suddenly, Lan Ling's body shook slightly, and his eyes were about to pop out, only to see the junction of the scabbard and the blade of the silver knife, a faint silver light poured out, and the silver light became brighter and brighter, one inch, two inches, three inches...... The dazzling silver blade slowly pulled out of its sheath.

"Qiang-" The silver knife was completely unsheathed, it was a silver long knife with a wonderful arc, the blade was slender and dazzling.

How can it be?

This was the first thought in Lan Ling's heart.

Because of the legend left by the owner of this knife, for thousands of years, the Lan family has tried to pull out this knife to prove their strength, but in vain, many people speculate whether this knife will not be able to pull out, if it is not for the knife intent of this knife is strong enough to suppress the restless sword breath of the sword mound, it is estimated that everyone will think that this knife is a "dead knife".

However, Lan Ruo was right in front of Lan Ling's eyes, proving that this knife could be pulled out!

But...... Why? Why didn't so many amazing clansmen fail to pull it out, but Lan Ruo, a spirit who hadn't reached the sixth order, pulled it out? It's unreasonable!

Lan Ling thought for a moment, and the words Lan Ruo said suddenly flashed in his mind: "This knife, it seems, is calling me. ”

Lan Ling suddenly realized: Which of the swords in this sword mound is not as arrogant as their master, this sword, not to mention, when its owner was in the world, he really didn't hear who he was afraid of, even the Lan family's own palace he dared to wave his hand and raze it to the ground.

So, the question arises, will this knife succumb to a person's talent, talent, and strength, and confide in the heart of the knife? Of course not, just think about the arrogant name at the top of the sword test tablet...... Back then, the owner of this knife was a big man standing on top of the world, and who in the world today can compare with the former owner of this knife? In the past, the sea was difficult to water, to put it mildly, in the eyes of this knife, people in the world today are too weak and stupid.

Since it doesn't have the strength and talent to impress it, then the person who can make it confide in its sword heart can only be related to it, in other words...... It's the one who looks pleasing to the eye......

Lan Ling looked Lan Ruo up and down, thinking: Although this is my grandson, it's not good to say that, but ...... How could this knife be ignored by so many geniuses and fall in love with him?

Lan Ruoke didn't know what Lan Ling was thinking in his heart, the moment the knife was pulled out, he lost his mind, and there was a tingling sensation from the depths of his soul from this knife, which seemed to have some kind of resonance, making him tremble.

The knife intent drilled into Lan Ruo's sea of knowledge like a torrent, and a strange scene suddenly appeared in front of Lan Ruo's eyes:

The bleak sunset was like blood, the gray smoke and dust, on the hills, a man stood, bowed his head and groaned, wandering alone, under the hills, thousands of miles of red earth, swords all over the ground, bleeding everywhere.

Lan Ruo heard a slightly hoarse voice singing in a low voice in the sky:

Blood is like iron,

The heart is like glass and fragile,

Across countless battlefields,

No one has ever been defeated.

"Who is the owner of this knife......" Lan Ruo muttered, and the whole person was immersed in the illusion in front of him.

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