The little white dragon was obviously very happy to meet me, and then asked me about my life and recovery after my injury, I told him a little about the practice of the past few months, and learned that Hui An had been doing his best to take care of and help, and he looked at Hui An with a little more gratitude.

Xiao Bailong's face still couldn't hide his worry, "Lingzhu, the nine-headed insect is fleeing, you must be more vigilant, and you must not take it lightly." ”

Maybe he didn't personally experience the pain and suffering, and the hatred for the Hydra was not as unforgettable as he was after all, "Got it." I said lightly, trying to reassure him.

The little white dragon said again: "By the way, I want to give you a gift." ”

What would the little white dragon give me, who had nothing to do with him?

With a wave of his arm, an extra sword appeared out of thin air, compared to his original sword, this one has a slender appearance, more lightweight, look closely, the sword body is all hollow lines, the blades at both ends are also like carved shapes, all the hollow edges are without exception thin blades, extremely sharp, and there are countless killing intentions hidden in the beauty.

"This is a gift from me, and it's called 'Cold Condensation Sword'. ”

"What a beautiful sword," I exclaimed, "Han Ning Sword, the name is also good, really give it to me?" "Is it true that my dream has come true to have a sword, like the women I once admired?

"Yes, you can use it for self-defense. Now it's not as good as ever, it's not like it's in the West Sea, and I've always wanted to give you a weapon. ”

"Yes," I am glad to be happy, but will such a sword be of great use if it falls into my hands, and I can't use it to kill chickens and chop meat, right?

"What, you don't like it?" the little white dragon was puzzled when he saw a trace of regret in my joy.

"Maybe it's okay to scare people with it," I comforted myself, and gestured twice with my sword, but unfortunately I was not a martial arts practitioner, and such a light sword was crooked and soft when it pierced out of my hand.

Xiao Bailong understood my worries, "Don't worry, since I gave you a sword, I will teach you swordsmanship in the future." ”

"Really?" This burst of ecstasy is extraordinary, if you can gallop through the martial arts with the Han Ning Sword, you will have no regrets in this life! It turns out that just by imagining, you can be so complacent and happy.

"Your sword is not bad, it still shines blue at night, it feels so strong. "I don't forget to praise it.

"The Han Ning Sword glowed with cyan light, but now in the daytime, it couldn't be seen. ”

I tried to touch the blade with my fingers, "Be careful," the little white dragon stopped, "don't look at the pattern on it, the edges are polished, and they are especially sharp." ”

I actually felt a deep chill coming from my fingers before I even touched it, "Where did you get this sword?" I held it in my hand and gestured horizontally and vertically, the more I looked at it, the more I loved it.

"He, like my sword, is also made of 10,000-year-old ice iron in the glaciers of the North Sea, and is specially created by Mo Ye, the goddess of sword casting, so the design of the sword body is quite feminine, but it does not lose the fierce wind. ”

If the legend is correct, she was the wife of a swordsmith, and later jumped into the fire in order to help the swordsmith forge a sword. I didn't expect to become a sword-casting god after death.

"It's a pity......" the little white dragon sighed with regret.

"What a pity?"

"Since I received the ordination, I promised not to kill, so when this sword came out, I didn't drink blood, and the killing spirit was a little weaker. He explained.

"Oh-" I gestured to the sword again, trying to pretend to be an expert, "yes? ”

The corners of the little white dragon's mouth curved, and he smiled beautifully.

"Still, it's okay, I really have this sword anyway, and I don't want to kill anyone," I said frankly, "I just don't want anyone else to kill me." ”

"That's right. The little white dragon agreed, "Still, I still want to sacrifice the blood of the nine-headed worm to the first unsheathed sword." ”

"You said that my name is the Han Ning Sword, so what is your sword called?" I suddenly remembered.

The little white dragon looked at me with a stunned, incredulous gaze.

"What's wrong?" I was furious at him, "your sword doesn't have a name, do you?" or did you forget to name your sword?" I teased.

He stood there for a long time, staring blankly ahead, not knowing what to think.

Just when I thought he had forgotten my question, he said, "No, of course there is," and he pursed his lips, as if trying to admit some facts that had to be admitted, "My sword is called the Ice Xuan Sword, and I always thought you knew." ”

Yes, I'm so stupid! The Spirit Bead Fairy has been with him three hundred years ago, how could he not know the name of his sword, he must have been puzzled by this just now. I grinned awkwardly, hoping he didn't pay too much attention to it.

"The Ice Xuan Sword," he himself introduced, "was made by the Sword Casting God Cadre, and in order to ask the Cadre to build this sword, a friend of mine waited outside the Cadre and Mo Ye's Immortal Residence for eighteen days before asking for permission." ”

"It's a great blessing to have a friend like this!" I sincerely rejoiced for him.