"I didn't expect there to be such a strong person by her side." After a long while, the woman said hatefully.

"It's just a meeting in Pingshui, I don't believe that Duan Qingchen can always follow her." Qing Lingyan was obviously unwilling to give up.

"Next time, I'll see if she still has such good luck!" The woman also said in a cold and hateful tone.

The two glanced at each other, and both saw the crazy persistence in each other's eyes, and without further ado, they turned around and quietly left.

Ling Chuxi didn't know what to do at this time, because of Duan Xiaomo's appearance, he avoided a crazy revenge. But this time it was avoided, so what about next time?

Back in the room, Ling Chuxi no longer had the uneasy feeling just now, but he didn't feel sleepy.

Curiously figuring out the piece of ink jade crystal sent by Duan Xiaomo, Ling Chuxi was a little curious, is this ink jade crystal really as valuable as Jiang Wuxian said? However, it doesn't seem to be much different from ordinary jade, it just feels like it's of higher quality. What makes it so special?

There was a slight tremor from the Falling Dust Sword, in the past, when facing danger, the Falling Dust Sword also had such a trembling sound, and now Ling Chuxi had already known that this was all because the Cangyuan Sword Spirit was hidden in the Falling Dust Sword.

This time, however, the trembling sound was distinctly different from the previous one, full of anticipation and longing, like the joy of a child waiting to be fed at the sight of delicious food.

"Abyss!" Ling Chuxi subconsciously blurted out, thinking that the Cangyuan Sword Spirit had awakened, but there was no reaction in the depths of his mind, obviously the Sword Spirit was still asleep.

Ling Chuxi suddenly felt a trace of strangeness, a faint mist appeared on the ink jade crystal in his hand, and then, the entire black jade crystal emitted a faint strange light, becoming transparent, crystal clear and indescribably beautiful. Immediately after, the mist converged and floated towards the Falling Dust Sword, connecting into a straight line.

The light of the ink jade crystal in his hand became more and more vigorous, and the transparency became higher and higher, and it completely turned into a state of nothingness after the most lucrative time, surging towards the Falling Dust Sword, and disappeared into the sword with a trace.

And the trembling sound from the falling dust became more and more intense, giving people a strange sense of joy and excitement.

After the last moment, the entire piece of ink jade crystal disappeared completely, and the Falling Dust Sword let out an excited sound, bursting out with a cloud of fantastic light, and it also calmed down.

"Mo Yujing, eaten by the Falling Dust Sword!" Ling Chuxi was stunned, and it took a while to understand what had happened. Maybe this description is not accurate, but it is true, the entire piece of ink jade crystal disappeared into the sword, isn't it eaten?

"Mo Yujing, that's Mo Yujing, even the major sects are rare to see Mo Yijing, just like that! O loser! Cangyuan, you spit it out for me, you spit it out for me, hurry up! Then Ling Chuxi began to feel pain in the flesh, such a good baby, before he figured out any mystery, it was gone, if it was replaced with real money, I am afraid that it could fill this room, and it would be strange if it was not painful. Ling Chuxi almost threw the dust sword on the ground and stepped on it!

The most infuriating thing is that the current Falling Dust Sword has not changed at all, and it is exactly the same as before.

"Mo Yujing, it turned out to be Mo Yujing!" Just when Ling Chuxi's heart ached, the voice of the Cangyuan Sword Spirit was excited and a little unfinished in his mind.