Chapter Ninety-Eight: A Strange Jade Talk

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She smiled, clearly revealing a cold energy, but without losing her grace.

The cold female sword cultivator of the Sword Sect didn't seem to have a trace of consciousness in the demon realm, but she couldn't say anything to others, and she couldn't find anything wrong.

Ji Qing stopped what he was doing and asked, "I don't know what Lord Yu has to do?" ā€

When the words fell, the sharp dark green eyes looked at the jade words, and there was a cold for no reason.

Yu Yanzhi didn't care, her smile was enchanting that had never changed, and the saffron flowers in the corners of her eyes were pressing.

The sound is also heart-wrenching.

"Yuan Qing is separated from me, don't blame my sister for not coming to visit these days."

Ji Qing took a sip of tea and put away the decently dressed smile.

I thought about responding to the jade words, but I didn't expect to respond to my diaphragm.

Also, if Yu Yanzhi was annoyed by this, Ji Qing instead wondered if the person in front of him was someone else pretending, and the Yu Yanzhi in Ji Qing's eyes was very thick-skinned.

"Something to talk about."

The cold sound fell on the ears, and the morning dew was condensed in an instant, but the charming laughter made the dew slowly drip again.

Yu Yanzhi smiled and said to Ji Qing: "This demon world is all your legends. ā€

Ji Qing raised his eyes, there was only a heavy lifeless breath in his dark green eyes, and even that little fluctuation was deeply suppressed by Ji Qing.

The Demon Realm is full of her legends.

That's the way it works.

The bigger the trouble, the better.

Ji Qing's voice was a little cold and a little inexplicable, and she said, "That's what you're here to say." ā€

The layout has been laid out for a long time, and Ji Qing doesn't want anything to go wrong at this juncture, otherwise it will take a while of effort.

After all, the ten-day period is a matter of moments.

However, as if she hadn't heard it, Yu Yanzhi didn't answer Ji Qing, but continued with her own words.

"I heard that the ghost lord has a confidante and is a lone favorite. I heard that this confidante is still a cold sword cultivator of the Sword Sect. I also heard that for this woman, the little boy fought with the ghost adult. It is also rumored that the little prince fell in love with this female cultivator of the Sword Sect at first sight, and she would not marry her. ā€

Yu Yanzhi's eyes narrowed, and said: "The funniest joke is that it is rumored that you are a fox clan, how do I not know that my life-saving benefactor is the most charming fox clan in the demon clan." ā€

Ji Qing's face did not change in the slightest, and he still looked at Yu Yanzhi with those dark green eyes, and his light eyes inexplicably made Yu Yanzhi look away.

She sighed and laughed, and said, "Why are you so unfunny. ā€

Saying this, Ji Qing also wanted to reply to Yu Yanzhi, why are you so boring, you want to go to her to find some fun.

However, in the end, it only turned into a sigh, and Ji Qingzhen didn't know how to react to this person Yu Yanzhi.

People's preferences are difficult to determine, let alone temperament.

What Ji Qing cares more about is what Yu Yanzhi is doing?

Up? Ji Qing didn't believe it, what Yu Yanzhi did in the demon cave was vivid, and the two of them said yes, the grace of saving lives was clear.

Yu Yanzhi is no longer bound by cause and effect, and he has come here to do something.

It's just that if she asks like this, but it is a failure, Yu Yanzhi doesn't say it in detail, and she naturally won't provoke the conversation, so she will see who loses patience first.

"There's only tea here."

Ji Qing made tea and put it in front of Yu Yanzhi, she said, "Please use it." ā€

Yu Yanzhi drank it with a smile and said to Ji Qing: "The things that save your life are naturally good things. ā€

I don't know what the purpose of mentioning the life-saving grace like this is, Ji Qing looked at Yu Yanzhi, thinking in her heart, but she didn't believe the demon cultivator who pinched her neck not long ago.

She didn't reply to Yuyanzhi, but diverted the topic: "I don't know how it has been recently." ā€

Yu Yanzhi tilted her head, her purple eyes showed a simple smile, and at first glance, she didn't think she was as calculating as a mundane woman.

It's just that who believes these.

I sneered in my heart. Ji Qing saw Yu Yanzhi get up again and sat down on the wooden stool closest to her.

Yu Yanzhi held Ji Qing's arm, shook it slightly, and made a sweet voice in his throat, and said, "Without a benefactor, the little woman is not having a good time." ā€

Ji Qing trembled, her cold expression almost couldn't be hung up, if she was drinking tea at this time, she wouldn't be able to squirt it on the spot.

What kind of calculation is this person making, what kind of demon is he doing.

Yu Yanzhi wanted to play like this, and Ji Qing, who had nothing to do, naturally accompanied him.

Ji Qingdao: "I'm not a man, but you have to misunderstand me like this, it's not that you have other hobbies." ā€

The last few words were said explicitly, and Yu Yanzhi naturally understood, and unconsciously stiffened for a moment.

The corners of Ji Qing's mouth hooked up a slight arc, and quickly pressed down, she drank tea and looked at Yu Yanzhi with interest.

Raising his hand and raising his glass, Ji Qing drank all the tea.

Yu Yanzhi's face turned ugly, she slapped the table suddenly, her smile became a little gloomy, and there was forbearance in her eyes.

Suddenly, he changed to a warm face.

It's really not easy to endure it until now according to Yu Yanzhi's violent temper.

I'm afraid that I have scolded Ji Qing hundreds of times in my heart, and maybe I may curse the ghost right, after all, Ji Qing was not so slippery in the past.

Yu Yanzhi took out a sword from the storage bag and threw it to Ji Qing.

Jian Xiu was naturally quite interested in the sword, Ji Qing picked up the sword, looked at it carefully, his left hand trembled slightly, and his heart throbbed even deeper.

The sword body is silver-white, more than three feet long, and it is a good sword.

Ji Qingdao said: "A sword is a good sword. ā€

Although he said so, Ji Qingzan was not the sword, but the material for casting the sword. Like Muqing, this sword is made of water rock jade.

If it is melted, Muqing will naturally have a chance to recover, and the chance of chaos in the heart will be much less.

Holding the sword, Ji Qing looked at Yu Yanzhi, and his cold expression did not change in the slightest.

However, Yu Yanzhi knew what Ji Qing meant, and she laughed out loud and looked at Ji Qing with some pride.

The white finger pointed at his lips, and Yu Yanzhi raised his eyebrows and said, "Let's compete, this sword is yours." ā€

This is probably the first time that Yu Yanzhi has made an appointment with someone, and his tone is a little blunt. But he didn't hesitate, and even some were eager to try.

Yu Yanzhi begged the palace master for a long time for this sword, if Ji Qing didn't give face to compete with her, she would really be angry with Ji Qing. It's not the admiration of Ji Qing's water rock jade casting, this material is very rare.

Ji Qing pursed his lips and held the sword in his hand tightly with his right hand.

Yu Yanzhi has strange things she knows, but this side is an opportunity for admiration to be reforged, let her give up, how can she be willing.

Ji Qing's breath was disordered for a moment, and the smugness in Yu Yanzhi's eyes became deeper and deeper.

Standing up, Ji Qing held his sword and said to Yu Yanzhi: "Compare." ā€

Knowing that there was something strange, Ji Qing couldn't refuse, but now she has a ninth-level Qi cultivation cultivation, and she is no longer the sixth-level sword cultivation half a month ago.

And the jade word branch is only a six-layer cultivation of qi.

Such a timidity.

Sword cultivation is a battle! (To be continued.) )