"Senior sister." Hearing this, Ye Guanyue was stunned at first, and then frowned.

"This sword...... There is a problem. ”

"Questions? Of course I know. Le Zheng tried to walk around, but after failing, he stopped on the spot and said, "This sword...... It's pretty good, much more beautiful than my standard sword. ”

As he spoke, Le Zheng took down the three-foot Qingfeng behind him and compared it.

"Yes, yes, it's beautiful." Lu Aya chimed in.

During this period, her eyes did not leave the Mo Yuan Sword...... The red side.

[What a handsome sword...... Xuechen, why didn't you tell me that this sword is so ......] Lu Aya thought for a while, and didn't know how to describe it.

【Magic Sword...... Still with blood...... It's simply a must-have for killing people and pretending to be a girl...... I knew that he would beat him out if he didn't listen to you...... How nice it would be to sneak it away yourself. 】

At this time, Xuechen'......s resentful voice came.

[Is this sword more beautiful than me?] 】

[You? Aren't you a cat? Hearing this, Lu Aya was stunned.

【……】

【Forehead...... What did I say wrong? Lu Aya was puzzled.

[It's okay, I'm a cat, meow, but master, this sword...... Which one is better looking than the previous one? Xue Chen was silent for a moment before saying.

[Why did you suddenly bring a meow, but it's quite cute......] Lu Aya nodded, and then passed on his thoughts: [Each has its own merits, the thin sword is very beautiful, but this magic sword is very handsome, which reminds me of the dazzling weapon in the previous page game. 】

【Page Tour?】 Xue Chen is puzzled, and then searches for Aya's memories...... After finding it......

And he was silent.

In the hearts of the masters...... She and this magic sword actually have their own merits......

Does that mean she's one of those bad weapons in the page game......

[Snow dust? Snow dust? Why don't you speak? What should I do now? Seeing the somewhat frozen atmosphere in the field, Lu Aya asked.

Still no response.

If Xuechen had a face at this time, he must have a loveless expression.

Without getting effective advice, Lu Aya could only bite the bullet and go on her own.

"Big sister, this sword...... How about giving it to me? Lu Aya thought for a moment and asked.

Ye Guanyue: "......"

Mo Yuan Sword: "......"

"Nope." Le Zheng said decisively.

"I want this sword."

"Huh?" Lu Aya was dissatisfied and pursed her lips.

"This is Shushan, and things naturally belong to Shushan." Le Zheng fell into the court.

"That'...... I'll go to the uncle before and ask for it...... Will he agree? Lu Aya's face was sly.

Now she is not as restrained as before, afraid of being discovered by others, after Xuechen's explanation, she was brought back by a "big man" in Shushan before.

It's good for her, it's a sweat wipe and a gift.

The glazed stone was still in her pocket, warm to the touch, very comfortable.

"Master......" Hearing this, Le Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then lowered his eyes.

As for Master's gentle attitude towards this little girl...... It's hard to say.

Is...... Damn it.

"Just kidding, kidding." Seeing the girl's bowed head, Lu Aya inexplicably shivered, and then waved her hand again and again.

It looks as if Lu Aya has a cold, because of the reason why she fell into the water before, now Lu Aya's white hair is attached to her ears and cheeks, and her robe is also close to her body.

When the wind blew, she shivered inexplicably, looking lovable.

"Little sister, some jokes can't be messed around." Le Zheng showed a charming smile, although it was still weird, but the killing intent had disappeared.

Speaking of which, she kind of likes this little girl now.

The reason for removing the Master...... She is very similar to Lu Aya.

Both of them looked embarrassed.

All loved the view.

Loved the snow days.

Looking at the gorgeous red on Lu Aya's body, they even like the same color.

Now even the taste of choosing a sword is so similar, judging from Ye Guanyue's vigilant posture...... She naturally didn't like Mo Yuanjian's blood-red and weird appearance, but she saw the longing in Lu Aya's eyes very clearly.

Le Zheng Luoting also likes this gorgeous sword.

Inexplicably, her affection for Lu Aya has skyrocketed.

"Senior sister, what's going on with this sword." Le Zheng opened her mouth to ask, she never paid attention to the history of the sword, so naturally she didn't know what the situation of this sword that was beaten from the ancestral sword.

And Ye Guanyue is a genius in swordsmanship, she must know that she doesn't care about anything except the sword.

"......" was different from the relaxed two people here, from the moment he saw the Mo Yuan Sword, Ye Guanyue put away the light breeze and changed to a vigilant color.

She knew the sword.

"Moyuan Sword ......" said, Ye Guanyue subconsciously stretched out his hand behind his back, but he felt empty.

Yes, she came out in a hurry, and her own saber was still in the room.

She tried to call for her sword, but received no response, as if someone had set up an enchantment in this place, and the signal could not be transmitted at all.

Fortunately, she still has a short sword at her waist, so she won't fight the enemy empty-handed today.

As for who the enemy is......

Of course, it's Mo Yuan in front of you.

"Mo Yuan?" Le Zheng was stunned.

It's a familiar name.

"Mo Yuan, born in the first realm war, forged by the blood of the three clans of the demon seed collection, inherited the curse of the three clans, and the meaning is ......unknown," Ye Guanyue said, the look of vigilance on her face became heavier.

"The Ominous Sword? I like it. Le Zheng is even more satisfied, she is an ominous person, and she is a perfect match for this ominous sword.

Ignoring her, Ye Guanyue's mind moved, and the short sword on her waist came out of the sheath, like a waning moon's light, with the cold sword light, she suppressed her voice.

"The Moyuan Sword is an ancient demon sword, in the battle between the human and demon clans, it drank countless blood, and it was a full killing sword......"

"The Sword of Killing? It's even better...... I like it so much......" Le Zheng Luoting squeezed the hem of his skirt tightly and gritted his teeth.

"Its previous owner was a brutal demon king...... With this sword, he wreaked havoc on the Terran battlefield...... Countless people have been killed...... In the middle, there is the Venerable ...... of the contemporary head of Shushan, "Ye Guanyue's face is solemn.

"Demon King...... Interesting ......" Le Zheng was about to speak, and was suddenly stunned.

Kill the Venerable Head of Shushan?

Later, this demon king was destroyed by the Venerable disciple holding the fairy sword [Lihuo Red Silk], and the soul of the dead was stored in the Moyuan Sword and sealed in Shu Mountain...... Nine-story sword shrine. ”

"Nine-Layer Sword Shrine ......" Le Zheng stopped talking, her face was full of shock, and then, she seemed to remember something.

"I remember the entrance to the sword shrine......"

"It's the Sword Pavilion."

After speaking, looking at Ye Guanyue's appearance of facing the enemy in a strict formation, Le Zheng only understood when he fell into court.

This is not a sword attached to the ancestral sword...... It's a magic sword that escaped from the sword shrine.

If the legend is true......

Now they are facing the ......

Beelzebub!

"Hahaha......" Although the form is grim, Le Zhengluo laughed out loud.

"If it's true, then I'm really lucky! Demon King or something...... It must be brutal......"

"I really want to see it......" Le Zheng finished speaking, and the madness in his eyes flashed.

"Demon King?" Hearing Ye Guanyue's explanation, Lu Aya looked like she suddenly realized.

No wonder Xuechen said that he sensed the breath of the demons, but now he looks like a sword.

"It doesn't look very powerful......" As she spoke, Lu Aya stood up, walked over to the Moyuan Sword, and looked at it carefully.

After a moment, Lu Aya turned around and spread her hands.

"What Demon King...... It looks like a sword, and it can't be moved......"

Between the words, a blood-colored sword light rose up.

"Be careful!" Ye Guanyue made a move to block the sword light, but she was still one step too late.

"Can't move ......"

Lu Aya turned her head incredulously and looked at Mo Yuan Sword, who was now floating in the air, and the huge sword qi had already crossed her body.

"You're playing ......"

"Hurt ......"

After that, plop up.

Lu Aya, who had eaten the sword qi of the Moyuan Sword, dropped the ancestral sword and sank underwater.