Everyone on the side of the stream laughed when they heard the sound, and after a while, they saw an elder with a crane hair and a childish face, stepping on the breeze. Qing Huan www.biquge.info immediately stepped forward and called, "Come grandpa!" ”

"Hey, Huanhuan, you're here." Shi Rulai touched the top of her head lovingly, and his eyes swept over a few young people one by one, and then said, "Huanhuan, I heard Qiantang say, you lost your memory some time ago?" ”

Qing Huan secretly glanced at Qiantang Immortal Venerable, and said with a weak heart: "Well, but it's better now......"

"Well, it's good, it's good." Shi Rulai didn't ask much.

Qing Huan hurriedly asked, "Come grandpa, where is my sword?" ”

"Oh, your sword, here it is." Shi Ru said, and a palm-sized brocade box appeared in his hand. Several teenagers were a little dumbfounded for a while. Tuo Tuo lay on Yun Xiao's shoulder, leaning out his little paws to rub his eyes.

Qing Huan opened the box, but saw that there was a sword lying in the box, which was a hairpin. I don't know what material the hairpin is, some are almost as clear and crystal clear as ice and snow, the hairpin head is inlaid with a snow-bright stone, and several strands of silver are extended on the stone, which is entwined with the hairpin body. Beauty is beautiful, but it is difficult to change, this is the fact that it is a hairpin, not a sword.

Qing Huan was full of black lines, put the hairpin in his hand, and said helplessly, "Snow." ”

Xue smiled and said, "Is it good-looking?" ”

"Hmm." Qing Huan nodded, "This is indeed a very good-looking hairpin." ”

"Hairpins?" Xue lost a smile and took the hairpin, and Yin Chenjie and Shi Ruqi and the others had already chuckled.

Qing Huan only felt that in a blink of an eye, the hairpin rose several times in the face of the storm, the sword body was pure and clear, the hilt of the sword was bright and snowy, and the silk silver lines were entangled on it, looming around the three points of mist, touching it with his hand, it would be cool, and there was no piercing feeling.

Lonely Liu looked at the sword, and became jealous on the side, "Hey, this hairpin, hey, this sword is so beautiful!" You can get me one for the snow, too! ”

"Okay, you can try to see if it fits first." With a smile, Snow returned the sword into the size of a hairpin and inserted it into her hair. Everyone laughed together, and even Qiantang's eyes softened, and Roselle's veil moved slightly.

Qing Huan pounced, "Xiaoliu give it back to me!" ”

"Hey, here you go." Lonely Liu didn't play with her, took off the hairpin and handed it into Qing Huan's hands.

Qing Huan immediately couldn't put it down, and thanked Shi Rulai.

"Don't thank me." Shi Rulai said, "This casting material is extremely difficult to see and hard to find, and many of them are the first time the old man has seen them, which can be regarded as an eye-opener." As for the design of the sword body, it was all Xue Zun's meaning, and the old man just played it out according to his instructions, and he didn't have much credit. ”

Xue leaned over slightly and said with a smile: "Too modest, in this world, apart from your teacher, I can't think of a second person who can forge this sword." ”

Everyone laughed for a while, and Qing Huan asked, "What is the name of this sword?" ”

If the teacher abandons and the teacher is like a teacher, this naturally still needs to be given by Xuezun.

Qing Huan looked at the snow.

Xue smiled but did not answer, only slashed the blade with the two fingers of her right hand, and the fingers immediately saw red, but it was actually her own flesh and blood to open the sword.

Qing Huan bit her lip tightly, and blamed herself in her heart ten thousand times for being ignorant. Snow treats her like this, why is she so naughty to make him worried?

When Xue saw her demeanor like this, she burst into laughter. The fingertips left the blade, and the wound immediately stopped, and there was no trace of the wound. It was only like tears and blood, slowly sliding down the crystal clear sword body.

Xue smiled: "How about calling it 'Weaving Snow'?" ”

Qing Huan felt that there was no more suitable name in the world that made her more happy.

The group was about to leave Xiqian Xianxu, and Qinghuan happily snuggled up to Xue, holding his arm. But after hearing it, Qiantang said lightly, "You come here." ”

Qing Huan turned around, but saw that Qiantang's words were said to Cheng Yao. Cheng Yao stopped on his tracks.

Qiantang said to the teacher: "Master, if you look at this child, he can fully recover from the injuries he has suffered. ”

If the teacher abandons his diagnosis, there is no obstacle to passing it, and everyone returns to Tianshu.

Qing Huan didn't pay much attention to it at first, but then felt a little strange. Cheng Yao, along with Silent Stream and Yun Xiao, was injured when he was taught by the Divine Heavenly Sword, and it has been more than half a year since he worked hard, and he should have recovered very well. What's more, even if Qiantang Immortal Venerable is worried, there is no reason, he only cares about the one person who is in the way of Chengyao.

As soon as she thought of this, she suddenly felt uneasy in her heart, he must have been seriously injured later, but she never knew it. I couldn't find Cheng Yao's figure left and right, but I saw Lonely Stream at a glance, so Qing Huan asked him: "Xiaoliu, did you just abandon your grandfather to say that Xiao Yao's second injury has healed and is fine?" ”

Lonely Liu's eyes rolled like that, how could she not know that she was deliberately saying this, and immediately smiled: "Ah, what second time, has he suffered any injuries other than the one in the Demon Tower?" ”

Qing Huan slowly pursed her lips and squinted at him. Lonely Stream had no choice, so he had to tell how the two of them got into the sea market, how Cheng Yao broke through the first thirty floors in the Fengtian Tower within half a month, and so on, one by one, and added a sentence at the end, "It's not that I deliberately hid it from you, it was he who said it, don't tell you." ”

Qing Huan's eyes were already red, and with a wipe of his eyes, he went around to look for the city's figure.

At this time, it is early spring, but the clouds are warmer than the outside world. Qing Huan gradually went deeper along the winding stone road, and the Fangfei in the middle of the road gradually became dense, and thousands of pink and white flowers on the branches swayed with the wind, like a cloud steaming hood, and the fragrance was light.

The sound of the young man dancing the sword came from the sea of fragrant snow. Qing Huan deliberately lightened his steps, separated from the flourishing flower branches, and quietly looked. But I saw that where the sword wind started, the trees and flowers were like white snow, falling in a swoop, accompanied by the young man's white clothes, like a dream. As she approached, the young man's figure was slightly frozen, and his long body stood tall and stood among the falling flowers.

The blade of his sword gently catches a falling flower.

His fingertips lifted the flower very gently.

Qing Huan looked at him quietly, wanting to speak, but she couldn't bear to be shocked by such a beautiful picture. But I don't want the young man to suddenly have a light posture, and the palm wind is close to each other, which not only brings the flowers and trees in front of her to shake down thousands of colors, but also forces her clothes to dance with the wind. (To be continued.) )