Chapter 390: Finding the Ancient Artifact Xuanyuan Sword

After Yixiu used the system to scan Yan Chixia's basic attributes, he was more sure in his heart, because Yixiu had also used the system to scan other people before, especially some characters in the plane, such as the two tree grandmothers, Ning Caichen, Xiao Zhuo, Nie Xiaoqian, including his current master Bai Yun who was trapped in Lanruo Temple.

Among these people, because of their different realms, different experiences, and different perceptions of cultivation, their three-dimensional data and combat power data are basically high and low, and no one else has never appeared like the data displayed behind Yan Chixia, rows of question marks.

The most interesting thing is Yixiu, and I found that the system's description of Yan Chixia's strength, physique, and other data is also very interesting, what is a force hidden in his body, and the state is still sealed, so he almost didn't add a larger super-large bracket behind him to say that he is an invisible human cannon.

So the one standing in front of him, Yixiu is sure that you must be Yan Chixia.

But the problem is that the current Yan Chixia has now lost his memory and forgotten who it is, and his physical strength has also been sealed.

The only way to do that is to break its seal.

"I said, little brother, don't be busy, come and sit with us!", Yixiu deliberately picked a word and said to Yan Chixia, who was sweating profusely.

Hearing this, Yan Chixia was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the steaming food, food and wine, and sniffed greedily, but he also seemed to remember something, his face was full of sorrow, he took a step back, and said to Yixiu.

"Thank you, the little one is not hungry after eating. ”

At the same time, it was a coincidence that Yan Chixia's eyebrows furrowed, and she suddenly felt that her stomach was overturned, accompanied by a rumbling sound like thunder.

Seeing this, Ning Caichen couldn't help laughing, Xiao Zhuo, Nie Xiaoqian, even covered their mouths and giggled, laughing at a thousand beautiful people, but they were also measured, so they didn't let Yan Chixia hear it, otherwise according to his current courage, he would have to be scared to death.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, without saying a word, he stood up and pressed Yan Chixia on a table next to him, a bowl of rice was already stuffed in front of him, and a lot of meat and vegetables were put into his rice.

In this way, Yan Chixia couldn't hold back any longer, trembling with a pair of hands covered with dirt and ash, grabbed the gold-plated dishes and chopsticks on the table, and frantically pulled rice into his mouth, the speed was simply amazing, and in a few breaths, all his food was stuffed into his mouth.

After eating, Yan Chixia didn't care how much she had on her hands, she touched her stomach, and found that it hadn't puffed up yet, so she smiled at Yixiu a little embarrassedly, saying that she was full, but his eyes were still dripping, staring at the dishes on the table.

"Brother, I see that you are also a hard-working person, so don't be polite to the poor monk, just eat if you want!"

After Yixiu finished talking here, Ning Caichen was a little unhappy, so he really didn't understand what Yixiu meant, Yan Chixia he was looking for was a fool, and he ate a good meal of his own for no reason, it seems that if he doesn't make a move, he will be gone.

Thinking of this, Ning Caichen hurriedly sat down at the dinner table, frantically adding vegetables to his own things, and at the same time did not forget to scoop some rice in an empty rice bowl next to him, and added some delicious dishes on it, planning to give it to Nie Xiaoqian later, but he himself forgot his identity as a showman, and followed Yan Chixia with one hand to hold the rice and the other hand to frantically pick up vegetables in dozens of dishes.

Seeing this scene, Yixiu couldn't cry or laugh, but he was also hungry, so he simply joined this wave of food-grabbing team, and by the way, he also scooped a bowl of rice, and also got some vegetables on top of the rice, and put it in his hand to plan to put it for Xiao Zhuo later.

When Xiao Zhuo saw this scene, her eyes were full of stars, and after glancing at each other with her good sister Nie Xiaoqian, she slowly walked to the dining table, stood still in front of their respective bowls of rice, bent down and opened her cherry mouth, and took a sharp breath.

But seeing the hot white gas on the two bowls of rice, it entered their bellies along the noses of the two ghosts, and after only a breath of time, the two ghosts had straightened their backs and burped with satisfaction.

The two bowls of rice on the table seemed to have not moved at all on the surface, but they had already lost their original aroma and taste, and had become complete dross.

Yixiu also saw this scene, but he was not very surprised, after all, they are people, Nie Xiaoqian, Xiaozhuo is a ghost, and eating by himself is of course different.

His focus was still on Yan Chixia's body, at this time, Yixiu finally saw that Yan Chixia was a little full, but he had let go now, and there was still a bottle of old wine on the table.

Then, Yan Chixia's face completely turned crimson, and her eyes began to blur, Xiao Zhuo and the others didn't know what Yixiu was going to do next?

But when he saw Yixiu suddenly raise his hand, he only heard a snap, Yan Chixia's left face instantly had a red slap, and at the same time, Yixiu jumped up high, using Crane Xinggong to stop himself in the air, about two or three seconds of effort, two fingers together, a sword finger, glared fiercely at Ning Caichen below and scolded.

"Criminal, who do you see is Poor Dao?"

Yan Chixia was stunned by Yixiu's slap, and she didn't know where the anger came from, she snapped, slapped the table in front of her, instantly blocked the dishes on the table, jumped ten centimeters high, and at the same time looked up with her eyes in confusion and scolded.

"Yab, who dares to beat Lao Tzu?", halfway through speaking, Yan Chixia's eyes were confused, as if she saw a Taoist with fairy wind bones suspended in mid-air, pointing at her sword, and looking at herself with angry eyes.

"It's Master, why are you here?", Yan Chixia said with some dishes, and hurriedly looked at Yixiu, who had already quietly landed, and kowtowed three times.

Listening to it again, Yixiu reprimanded, "Why haven't you returned to the mountain once in half a year, do you want to turn your back on your master, turn your back on your master, and deviate from the scriptures?"

Yixiu said very seriously, Yan Chixia was in a daze, the memory hidden in the depths of his heart returned to his body, Yixiu can observe Yan Chixia's state now, it is very unstable, his three measurements data fluctuate up and down, sometimes only more than thirty, sometimes since there are tens of thousands.

This indirectly shows that Yixiu's tricks still work, but Yixiu doesn't think that he can solve things just by letting Yan Chixia drink, because this state is unstable, and it is impossible for him to take a drunkard to a fight.

"The master is not like this, my apprentice was seriously injured half a year ago, and I was confused, so I hid in this guest list to recuperate", Yixiu listened to Yan Chixia's narration silently.

At this time, Yan Chixia had already stood up, looking at herself with a blurred look, but Yixiu still keenly caught that the other party's eyes were a little flickering, and Yan Chixia had a sword bag on her back since Yixiu saw him, but there was no sword on it.

Ikyu took out the memory in his head, grabbed a very important thing, and his expression was cold, and he shouted in a deeper voice.

"Criminal, are you talking to me, what is the situation, from the truth, the ancient artifact Xuanyuan Sword on your back?"

When this sentence was said, even though Yan Chixia was now in a state of confusion, but his weight had also reached the extreme, Yan Chixia's expression was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but kowtow to Yixiu again, and said while carving.

"Master, please forgive, the apprentice sacrificed Xuanyuan with blood, the artifact was stimulated, and countless demons were killed, so the Xuanyuan sword was taken away, and the apprentice's soul was taken away, and he returned to Xuanyuan's tomb, causing the apprentice to be dazed all day long, and only when he was drunk did he have a moment of clearing. Clear. Wake up!!"

Yan Chixia spit out the last waking word in her mouth, and fell to the ground with her head tilted.

Immediately, the system prompted in Yixiu's mind, "Congratulations to the host, activate the side quest, go to the Xuanyuan Tomb to find the ancient artifact Xuanyuan Sword, and hand over the Xuanyuan Sword with Yan Chixia's soul to Yan Chixia, who has lost his memory, and wish him to regain his memory, the task time limit is seven days, the task fails, and Yixiu will directly exit the trial world and cannot complete the follow-up main quest. ”

The story is not over to be continued