Just when Lu Yaoxiang was a little strange, a black shadow suddenly rushed out of the mist and stopped in front of her.

The black shadow was like a big human head, grinning close to her, first sniffing, and then smiling: "If you have anything good on you, take it out for me to see." ”

"What?" Lu Yaoxiang asked inexplicably.

"Don't quibble, I already smell it. With such a delicious aroma, it should be a very good instrument spirit, hand it over, and I will pick you a good sword. The black shadow preached arrogantly, if it didn't feel that something was wrong, Lu Yaoxiang would have thought that this was the senior in the Ding Zhong who had run out.

Faced with this sudden change, she quickly calmed down, stared at the black shadow and asked, "This is the sword mound, there will be nothing other than the sword soul, are you also a sword soul?" ”

The shadow ignored her words, just sniffed against her body, like a dog. Suddenly, it was pleasantly surprised: "This is it, you have hidden things here!" ”

The place where it smelled was Lu Yaoxiang's left chest, which had Lu Xiaoding's blood dripping on it, which was used to help find the good spirit sword. Now his heart is not beating wildly, until the other party found these bloodstains, coupled with this obscene action, Lu Yaoxiang hugged his chest at once, and said in disgust: "What are you doing!" ”

"Give me what you hide inside, and you can choose the sword here." The black shadow preached greedily, looking impatient.

Lu Yaoxiang frowned and looked at it, this must be a sword soul, and judging from the performance of other sword souls, it should still be a very powerful sword.

"Hurry up and give it to me, or you won't even want to take a sword from here! It's the same as many times you come. "The black sword soul is obviously impatient, it's really procrastinating, and if you don't hand it over, it will be hard.

"Don't worry, I'll show you." Lu Yaoxiang glanced at it deeply, and pulled the left collar open, revealing half of her breasts. On the snow-white skin, there was a red mark, which was the blood dripping from Lu Xiaoding.

The sword soul pounced on it in an instant, almost at the speed of the remnant wind and clouds, and the small blood stain disappeared after scraping. Then it smacked its lips and roared, "Sure enough, this is it, hurry up and hand it all over, I have never tasted such a rich soul." ”

Lu Yaoxiang looked at it without saying a word, and was really attracted by Xiao Ding's blood, eating so badly that he couldn't go crazy when he met Xiao Ding.

"What are you doing in a daze, hand over this divine soul." The sword soul was very unhappy with the person in front of her, as if she couldn't understand the words, she stood still and pretended to be dead.

Facing the impatient black sword soul, Lu Yaoxiang tidied up his clothes without hurrying, and then said calmly: "I'm just building a foundation, how can there be such a thing on my body." And I don't know where the blood got from the road, maybe it was dyed when the head opened the sword shrine. ”

The sword soul stopped in the air, and the round figure circled around her again, and after carefully studying it, he said disdainfully: "It's true, it's impossible for a person like you to have such a good thing." ”

If it's a high-level monk's thing, it's a bit troublesome, and the other party won't hand over the divine soul so obediently. If it chooses a random person for this kind of thing, it seems that it is very unworthy, and the master it wants to choose must be a genius in the world.

At this moment, Lu Yaoxiang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and the gentle voice came, which immediately alerted the sword soul, "You want to lie to me!" ”

"No, I really don't know any machine spirits!" Lu Yaoxiang said in a panic, and the flickering eyes became more and more suspicious.

The sword soul came over angrily again, sniffed hard for a long time, and suddenly sneered, "You have a strong smell on your body, which is only due to long-term contact with the divine soul, it's not that you said it was unintentionally contaminated, you also want to lie to me, hum." ”

As if she was said by herself, Lu Yaoxiang, who looked uncertain, made the sword soul hesitate, although the smell was very strong, she could feel that the thing was not in her hands, it should be on someone she was very close to.

As a sword soul, one day he will go out, but the person in front of him is not qualified, and the difference between him and the person he expects is too big, and it is too cheap to follow her. What's more, this is a woman, and its sword soul is a male body, and it wants an equally powerful male monk.

But those few drops of blood were so delicious, they contained a rich and powerful aura, not the kind that the monk could absorb, but a purer pure aura that could only be absorbed by the soul of the instrumental spirit.

This sword soul is very sure that as long as it can devour that divine soul, it will become very powerful. Maybe you can get rid of the control of the sword body, and you can walk in the world with a sword, and you no longer have to be attached to the monk.

Lu Xiaoding's temptation was too great, the sword soul hesitated for a long time, it swept its eyes at Lu Yaoxiang, who had been standing in place, as long as she died in the Cloud Sword Gate, she could be put back into the sword mound. In that case, you can continue to wait for someone worthy of you to appear, and you should go out and play a lap.

Lu Yaoxiang was very nervous, which also made the Sword Soul feel that she was an ordinary female monk, and she was frightened when she encountered a powerful Sword Soul. It's a simple matter to get her to die by accident, as long as she skews herself when she flies with her sword.

Thinking of this, the sword soul finally decided to go out with Lu Yaoxiang to eat the tempting divine soul.

"I'll choose you reluctantly, you have to listen to me when you get out, or I'll kill you!" It flew in front of Lu Yaoxiang and preached viciously.

"No, let me choose the sword I just had." Lu Yaoxiang's face turned pale and waved his hand, not wanting it at all.

"Humph!" The sword soul snorted with satisfaction, and said swaggeringly: "It's not up to you to decide, you can take the sword for me." ”

As he spoke, he saw a sword slowly rising from the surface of the lake, the body of the sword was pitch black and strangely thin, only half a finger wide, and there was no trace of light. And the head of a handsome man with tears on the hilt of the sword, the hair flew and wrapped around the sword body, and the whole sword inexplicably exuded an ominous aura, which was not at all like a spirit sword used by a decent person.

Seeing the sword rising from the lake and floating in the air, the sword soul said proudly: "This is my body weeping sword, the sword will see blood when it comes out of the sheath, and it will not kill the weeping person." ”

"So kind? As long as the other party cries sadly, you can't kill? Lu Yaoxiang really couldn't help but ask, what is the use of the sword that the other party can't kill if he begs for mercy.

When the sword soul heard this, he gritted his teeth and scolded: "The meaning of this sword is to be clean and neat when killing, and not to give anyone a chance to cry and beg for mercy. I hate procrastination the most, and if I don't do it for half a day when I kill someone, I will abandon you if I nag for half a day. ”

"I can't use such a terrible sword." Lu Yaoxiang looked frightened, covering her mouth and staring at her in horror.

"Useless woman!" Although this kind of performance was exactly in line with the intention of the weeping sword soul, the thought of being in the hands of such a weak woman for a few days made him feel a deep sense of humiliation.

I didn't want to talk nonsense with her anymore, and the weeping sword soul got into the sword body, and the black scabbard was put on the sword body, and it flew towards Lu Yaoxiang with a fierce momentum. She stretched out her hand and grabbed the sword body hard, and her arm, which had been infused with spiritual power, was suddenly numb, and she couldn't help but be shocked in her heart, what a strong sword.

The Sorrow Sword trembled in her hand, making a buzzing sword sound, and suddenly a strange feeling surged into Lu Yaoxiang's heart, she immediately separated her divine sense and injected it into the sword, and immediately felt the connection between the Sorrow Sword and herself.

If you forcibly inject divine consciousness into such a strong sword, you will definitely be devoured by the sword body and seriously injured, but now that the other party voluntarily accepts divine consciousness, this will not happen, and it is simply easy for divine consciousness to enter the sword body.

Looking at the weeping sword in his hand that had already added his divine sense, the corners of Lu Yaoxiang's mouth showed a sneer, this guy was finally fooled. The sword soul that can make so many sword souls scared must be an incredible spirit sword, how could she give up.

She had already guessed the idea of the Sorrowful Sword Soul, first going out with herself to eat Xiao Ding, and then making some accidents to kill herself. Such an unlucky good spirit sword will definitely be sent back, and it is really good to get the divine soul and get rid of it again.

Lu Yaoxiang understood very well how dangerous it was to have a spirit sword that wanted to kill its master at any time. But there is no danger, there is no chance, she wants to see, whether she wins or the sword wins, it is not so easy to let herself die.

When Lu Yaoxiang walked out of the sword shrine and showed the sword she had obtained to the people standing outside waiting to see what sword she had chosen. Except for Yu Xiudan, the others were full of surprise, and even the head Lian Jing was taken aback.

"Sorrow Sword, it actually chose you!" Lian Jing stared at the sword incredulously, and then looked at Lu Yaoxiang, how could he not believe that this sword would choose a woman with poor qualifications.

After hearing the head of the sword shout, Yu Xiudan was shocked and opened his mouth speechless for a long time, just staring blankly at the sword that was pitch black.

Lu Yaoxiang was in a cold sweat on his back at this time, how could he scare them like this, could it be that this sword was really terrifying? She asked suspiciously, "Master, is there any origin of this sword?" ”

Lian Jing stabilized his mind and said with a meaningful emotion: "This sword is the sword used by an elder of this sect, and it was included in the sword mound after his death. The sword soul of this sword is very special, you have to be very careful when using it, it is easy to go crazy if you are not determined. Before you, there were two people who were selected by the Sword Soul, all of whom were very qualified and talented, but they went mad and died before they could be infants. ”

It turned out to be so terrifying, Lu Yaoxiang frowned and asked, "Dare to ask the master, how did the elder pass away back then?" ”

"......" Lian Jing was silent for a moment before he spoke slowly: "There are too many lives on his hands, and he has been chased and killed by dozens of sects for more than ten years, and he died under the siege of 100 people. ”

Lu Yaoxiang said speechlessly: "Master, was my sect an evil sect before?" ”

"Nonsense! Only this elder is such a person, and we are truly decent. Lian Jing glared at her fiercely, there is someone who says this about his sect.

Looking at the sword in his hand, Lu Yaoxiang just held it tightly, and thought in his heart: "The reason why the sword soul is the opposite of the monk's heart, if the person holding the sword is the same as it, how can he go crazy."