The days are spent in fights and troubles, although they live in a simple place, they are not lonely.

Weishui City is sandwiched between the forces of the two major sects, although the city lord is tyrannical, but the management of the city is strict, but there is nothing wrong.

On the twelfth day of May, the day of opening the Sword Pavilion arrived. It is rumored that this is the sword mound of famous swords in the past dynasties, and everyone who comes here wants to choose a famous sword that is destined for love.

There are a lot of famous swords in this place, but it is difficult to achieve the word "fate". The swords of the sword mound have all had owners, and if it weren't for the right chance, they would basically not come out of the sword spirit realm again. It's like Yupu's sword, and after years of hard training, it was finally recognized.

Miao Miao, Yan Zifu came to the entrance of the Sword Pavilion, and after paying three hundred spirit stones and a leaf to the city lord, they were able to come here and get a ticket to enter the Sword Pavilion.

Everyone in the Sword Pavilion wanted to go, but they could only enter three hundred people at a time. The major factions occupy two-thirds of the places, and the rest are a competition for financial resources.

A leaf of the Taixu Bodhi Tree allowed Miao Miao and Yan Zifu to enter the Sword Pavilion smoothly. After giving the jade plaque to the enthroner, the two found an inconspicuous corner and waited.

"It's someone from the Heavenly Dao Sect!"

A group of people walked over, wearing the clothes of the inner disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect, and she looked a little panicked.

The collusion between the Heavenly Dao Sect and the Demon Imperial Sect to arrest her had already been known through Yan Zifu's mouth. Thinking that a famous and decent family can be in vain for the sake of profit, I am a little scared in my heart.

These moral gentlemen are more terrible than beasts if they are immoral.

"Calm down. ”

Yan Zifu heard in his ears, "No one recognizes you now." ”

Miao Miao blinked, patted her head, and laughed.

That's right!

Sister now has high-level camouflage equipment, I'm afraid of hair!

The waist pole straightened in an instant, his chin was raised, and he just wanted to be high-spirited, but he received a blow on the head, and Yan Zifu's slightly hoarse voice came, "I calmed you down, I didn't let you be high-profile, don't make trouble." ”

"I didn't cause trouble. ”

"Then what do you do with releasing your divine consciousness? Don't let your divine consciousness go unchecked, this is a provocation. ”

"Oh......"

Miao Miao pursed her lips, seemingly a little disapproving, but she obediently lowered her head a little and stopped talking nonsense.

"The Sword Pavilion is open, the Sword Pavilion is open!"

The golden light was filled, and Miao Miao's eyes were about to fall. In the void, a door suddenly appeared, and the person in charge of maintaining the entrance of the Sword Pavilion hung in the air, shouting: "The Sword Pavilion is open, enter quickly!"

"The Sword Pavilion is open once a year, but it only takes a quarter of an hour to enter. A quarter of an hour later, the entrance was immediately closed, and when it reopened, it was three months later, when I waited to come out. ”

Yan Zifu pulled Miao Miao and jumped into the Sword Pavilion, and when he settled, Miao Miao found that the sky was full of yellow sand in front of him, and everything he saw was desolate.

There weren't many people around, and the people who wanted to come in front of them were already in quick action. After all, time is pressing, but there is no time for mushrooms.

"It's so desolate. ”

Miao Miao couldn't help but sigh, there was a round of remnant sun hanging in the sky, dyeing the whole world bright red. As far as the eye can see, the desert is like the sea, boundless, and the swords of different lengths are inserted in the desert, and the accessories on the hilt of the sword are in tatters, adding to the desolation.

She took a step as she spoke, but she was stopped by Yan Zifu when she walked.

"Be careful. ”

Yan Zifu frowned, "There are exquisite formations in the Sword Pavilion, and the scenery is different every time you come in, so many swords are erected here but no one takes them, it must be a fraud." ”

"Hah!"

Miao Miao laughed, "Don't you know that there is a saying that the most dangerous place is also the safest?"

As he spoke, he casually pulled up a nearby sword, "Maybe these are famous swords!"

"You idiot!"

Yan Zifu's face turned blue, and for the first time, he was a little emotionally broken and said, "Who made you move?!"

With a sound of "Zheng", the sword in his hand trembled, and after a while, the yellow sand began to flow, and in the blink of an eye, the wind was fierce, rolling up countless sand stones in a few breaths to form a sand wall and fly towards the two.

"Let's go!"

Yan Zifu pulled Miao Miao over, and at this time, a misty voice suddenly came from the sky, "Soaring up to 90,000 miles, the wind and clouds are dominating Kyushu!

A sword qi waved, the sand wall was instantly destroyed, and the few melon-eating crowds who came in behind Miao Miao were completely messed up.

If I'm not mistaken, she, she just seemed to grab a sword at random? Wait, Fufeng Sword? What a familiar name, as if I've heard it somewhere? It seems to be a famous sword!

Miao Miao's eyes widened, what the hell? Didn't you say that you have to fight with the chosen sword, until the sword surrenders, the sword will consciously communicate with you? Now that you haven't even fought yourself, this guy's soul will come out on its own, is it possible that the Heavenly Dao God has finally opened his eyes?

"Fu ...... Help...... Wind...... Wind ......"

looked sideways at Yan Zifu, but found that this evil guy seemed to be stupid, standing there dumbfounded, and kept muttering in his mouth.

Miao Miao stretched out her hand and shook it in front of his eyes, "Hey, are you okay?" Haha, were you stunned by the girl's good luck?"

He bent over and hugged his stomach, and his body trembled. At first, it was gentle, but then it suddenly became larger, "Ha, ha, ha......"

A strange syllable came out of his throat, and after two or three sounds, he suddenly burst out laughing, "Hahahaha! Fufeng, Fufeng Sword! No, I'm laughing to death! You're funny, you're so funny, I'm having a lot more fun with you! No, my stomach hurts, I'm laughing to death! It's actually this sword!"

"What the hell?"

An ominous premonition rose in his heart, and he hurriedly grabbed Yan Zifu's shoulders and shook him desperately, "Hey, hey, don't laugh! Damn, what's so funny? Beware of breaking your waist with a smile! Quick, tell me, what's wrong with this sword?"

"Ahh

The melon-eating crowd suddenly shouted, "Fufeng Sword, haha, it's actually Fufeng Sword!"

As he spoke, he was also like Yan Zifu, as if he was in the middle of evil, convulsive and laughing. This one is even more hateful, he actually sat directly on the ground, kicked his legs and patted his chest with a smile, and even tears came out.

Miao Miao's face darkened, and she yelled, "What's wrong with this sword?!What are you laughing at?!"

"Ahh

The melon-eating crowd B also began to convulse, pounding the ground and laughing: "This is a famous sword in ancient times! On the day the sword was formed, the sword soul came out, and it was a famous continent at the beginning, but it turned into a hundred years by itself! Haha, this is a famous sword! Emma, although it is a famous sword, but, but I, I am not blushing at all! No, I am laughing to death!"

"Hahahaha, me too! I don't blush at all! Little sister, I'm sorry, although I'm not kind, but I just can't help it! Oh, I'm laughing to death, my stomach hurts!"

"Damn!"

Miao Miao was furious, pulled out a rattan and hit the ground in front of a few people, "You guys are laughing at it! Tell me, what kind of sword is this?!"

"Ah?!Your sword is coming, you, see for yourself! Ouch, no, I'm laughing to death, I'm going to die, my stomach hurts, hurry, hurry, who's going to help me away, I don't have the strength." ”

Miao Miao turned around and saw a man with long hair and a shawl coming from the dust. The wind was blowing, and his torn robe was dancing wildly in the wind, and when he looked closely, the hem of the robe was of different lengths, and the two long legs covered with leg hair loomed over.

"You're a nice host, I can tell at a glance. ”

The wind and sand gradually decreased, and the owner of the voice came to him, knelt down on one knee, took Miao Miao's hand, and kissed it on the back of his hand, "So there is no need to fight, Fufeng is willing to work for you." ”

Miao Miao's eyes widened, and the person in front of her had an incomparably vicissitudes of life, as if she had just been pulled out of the loess......

No, did he just come out of the sand, or did I pull it out! The bad feeling expanded in his heart, and he hurriedly retracted his hand, stared at this face full of vicissitudes, and said: "You, what are you going to do? I, I pulled it wrong, you, go back quickly." ”

Silence, incomparably silent, the laughter that had just stopped sounded again, "No, laugh to death!

"Ah, little sister, sympathize with you! You are taken by Fufeng, don't want to get rid of him except suicide! Several of his masters have committed suicide, or the kind that blew up Jindan, haha!"

"Are you talking about me?huh?!"

The powerful sword qi swept by, and a few smiling passers-by suddenly wilted.

Although Fufeng has no strengths, he can only run and run, but in the end, it is a transformed sword, and the sword aura emitted is not something that their disciples in the foundation building period can bear.

Yan Zifu stood up, patted Miao Miao's shoulder, and said, "Let's go, it's all fate." ”

"What the hell?!Hey, what the hell are you talking about!"

Miao Miao shook off his hand and looked at Fufeng again, Uncle Vicissitudes immediately showed a smile, and then pounced, "Ah! Master, it's the hostess, it's great! Master, don't leave me, you chose me, I chose you, the contract has been decided, you can't go back!"

Damn! Miao Miao kicked the guy away, and said with a disgusted expression: "Can you be a more reserved uncle?" Hey, who will tell me what the hell is going on?"

A quarter of an hour later, the kind-hearted passerby A and B finished the history of the Fufeng Sword to Miao Miao, and a sobbing sound sounded, only to see Fufeng squatting on the ground, hugging his knees and crying, "This, can you blame me?

After that, he stood up, clenched his fists, and said very aggrievedly: "I don't know how I came out of the Sword Spirit Realm, anyway, I transformed myself, it's been tens of thousands of years, I haven't learned anything, and those who chose me dislike me, so they think about how to lose me, woo...... You're a woman, and I've heard that women are very kind. ”

"No, you're wrong, I'm a man. ”

Miao Miao listened to it, this is worth it!

Isn't a sword that can only run like nothing? No, it's just a pit on yourself! Who has the time to repair a second sword?

Thinking of this, my scalp tingled, "You must have heard it wrong, women are tigers, and they are not merciful at all." Good boy, good boy, go back to the dirt and stay......"