Sun Hui knew a few words of Mongolian, and when he heard those Mongolians shouting the moon goddess, he knew that they should have regarded Ye Chuchu's big silver ball as the moon, and he couldn't help but want to laugh.

Ye Chuchu took a few steps forward and leaned over to pick up the sword.

"That's our holy sword, you can't take it." The queen suddenly walked over and said loudly to Ye Chuchu.

Ye Chuchu looked at the tear-stained queen, fiddled with the sword in his hand, smiled slightly, and asked, "This is the holy sword?" Is there any special use? ”

The queen closed her mouth, but her chest was puffed out, and she did not retreat.

"You tell me what this sword is for, and I'll give it back to you." Ye Chuchu shook the sword in his hand and said.

The queen stared at Ye Chuchu's eyes tightly, and after a long while, she said, "It's ...... The Sword of Victory, as a king, if you get it, you will be invincible. Ordinary people get it, and they will only bring disaster to themselves. ”

"Oh, that's right...... Is there anything special about it itself? Ye Chuchu asked again.

"It is the sword that God uses to guard the garden of heaven and can emit flames, but only the messengers of God can use it." The queen said.

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