"Of course it's not bad." Xuanyuan Yu had a smug look on his face, "Back then, this sword was revealed from the old man's treasure pavilion after I spent a lot of effort and died. ”

Ling Luo burst out laughing and asked, "Does this sword have a name?" ”

Xuanyuan Yu's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, lowered his voice, and spit out two words: "Chixiao." ”

Chixiao?

Ling Luo was stunned.

Chixiao! One of the top ten famous swords of antiquity!

Ling Luo was completely shocked.

She opened her mouth slightly, and it took a long time before she found her voice and said in a dumb voice, "You mean...... The broken sword, which looked rusty and full of cracks, was...... Is it Chixiao?! ”

"yes." Xuanyuan Yu leaned over, his voice full of interest, "What?" Are you so happy, do you want to hug me? ”

Habitual flirtatious words, but unexpectedly, Ling Luo didn't beat him at all, nor did he scold him for being a scum.

She doesn't have that kung fu at all, okay!

Chixiao, it's really Chixiao Divine Sword!

Ahhh

The dream of all Fire Yuan cultivators, Chixiao, who ranked seventh among the top ten famous swords of the ancients, and the Fire Divine Sword, is said to have the power to return to heaven and earth in the hands of the mighty.

A thousand years ago, there were not so few fire cultivators on the Tian Yuan Continent, and she vaguely remembered that once, at the beginning of Chixiao, countless cultivators went to rob them, killing and injuring more than a thousand people.

At that time, she could only yearn for it, and she didn't have the strength to touch Chixiao at all.

I didn't expect life to be so wonderful, a thousand years later, this famous sword of the heirloom fire system fell into my hands so inexplicably.

"yes...... I'm crazy with joy......" Ling Luo muttered, staring at the jet-black sword in the red sky with a very fascinated gaze.

Xuanyuan Yu's gaze also fell on Chixiao, a sharp edge flashed in his peach blossom eyes, and his voice was clear: "Legend has it that Chixiao must see blood in order to show its edge, and now when I look at it, it is indeed true." ”

Ling Luo's eyes became more and more hot, staring at the jet-black sword, she couldn't move away, suddenly, she remembered something, and said, "No, I remember that there is a record in ancient books that the Chixiao blade is like frost and snow, how can this sword body be black?" ”

Xuanyuan Yu smiled: "Because Chixiao is a sword that can evolve, what you see now is only the first form." ”

"Will it evolve? Great! Ling Luo could be said to be excited, "Such a valuable thing, do you really want to give it to me?" ”

Her voice was full of contradictions, uncertainty and anticipation, intermingling.

"Of course, the sword is destined to be sent to someone." Xuanyuan Yu was not stingy, and his peach blossom eyes were extremely bright, "I am a golden cultivator, and it is not of much use to keep such a famous sword of the fire system." You can also see that Chixiao is just a piece of rusty scrap metal with me. ”

Ling Luo's heart was beating faster and faster, her blood was boiling, her chest was full of warmth, she looked at Xuanyuan Yu, her thin lips trembled slightly, and she couldn't speak.

"Hey, hey, don't look at me like that." Xuanyuan Yu raised his eyebrows, and a sly look crossed his peach blossom eyes, "I will misunderstand, hehe." ”

Ling Luo couldn't laugh or cry, but still laughed and scolded: "Scum." ”

She put the Chixiao sword into the black jade wrench and sighed with satisfaction.

After chatting with Xuanyuan Yu for a few more words, Ling Luo returned to Ling Zhan's side and went to ask for a reward.