The years are quiet and express their hearts (3)

The arraignment of Tianshun Xingjun ended more than three months of quiet life.

In the Blue Bird microphone, Tianshun Xingjun first inquired about the situation of the three months, and then vaguely hinted to her that if Jin Mu Yuanjun just kept her and ignored her, it was better to return to Heaven as soon as possible, and there were more important matters waiting for her in the Star Dou Palace.

Retracting his spiritual sense, Bai Ling was about to go to the Ganling Hall to meet him, but turned around and almost crashed into Shuguang's arms.

Caught off guard and looking at those bottomless eyes, Bai Ling unconsciously touched the tip of her nose that was almost touched, then coughed twice, and said to him seriously, "Let's go, go see Yuanjun Niangniang." ”

Walking out of the temple door in a hurry, the gentle cloud of smoke brushed her cheeks, and she gradually recovered from the inexplicable feeling of irritability, only then did she realize that the dawn had not followed. Turning his head, he saw him there, looking at her motionlessly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"What's wrong?" Her heart jumped, and she asked in a good voice, "Don't you want to go over?" ”

Hearing her ask, Dawn stepped forward and walked towards her very slowly.

It was so slow that it gave Bai Ling the illusion that he seemed to be hesitating or something.

She vaguely felt that his behavior was a little weird, but she didn't expect that Jin Mu Yuanjun would behave even more weirdly when she heard her request to resign. Not only did he flatly refuse her request to return to Heaven, but he was also a little anxious and bluntly asked her to leave in a year. In the end, it was Tianshun Xingjun who came in a clone, I don't know what to talk about with Jin Mu Yuanjun in the Gan Ling Palace, and five days later, Jin Mu Yuanjun finally relented and was willing to let her go.

It's just that before leaving, Jin Mu Yuanjun left her alone and gave her a gift-Du Shuo Sword. The magic sword about four feet long, the whole body is ice and crystalline, when it breaks through the sea of clouds and falls in front of her eyes, it is full of supreme and noble beauty, and there is a faint hint of danger, as if in the sword scabbard with reed lines like snow, what is hidden is not a sword, but a mysterious fierce spirit.

"This sword is called Du Shuo, and it belongs to one of my deceased people." Jin Mu Yuanjun said to her, "What if...... One day, when you are in danger of your life, you take out this sword, and he may spare your life. ”

Du Shuo, this name is very familiar, but for a while, Bai Ling couldn't think of where he had heard this name.

Moreover, what Jin Mu Yuanjun said seemed to mean something, which made her pay special attention, "When Niangniang said him, what did he mean ......?" ”

Jin Mu Yuanjun shook his head and said earnestly, "In short, you keep my words in mind, put this sword in your mustard seed bag properly, and don't let anyone see it, remember, it's 'anyone'." "The mustard seed bag is a spirit bag made by the Star Dou Hall for all kinds of priests, as the name suggests, it is only the size of a mustard seed, but it can accommodate all rivers and rivers, and it is easy to carry.

The ice is unique, and there is no other in the world.

Very flattering to him.

So, in front of Jin Mu Yuanjun, she put away the Dushuo sword, but after leaving Kunlun, she took out the sword again as soon as possible and handed it directly to Shuguang.

It's not that he turned around and forgot the admonition of Jin Mu Yuanjun, but he really likes this sword and feels like it's flattering him.

What's more, he just happened to lack a good magic weapon.

"Take my sword, and you're my man." These are the words that Bai Ling has been brewing for a long time, and he has repeatedly arranged in his head, and finally when he handed him the sword, he mustered up the courage to say it. His eyes didn't dare to look at him directly, so he didn't notice that he was stunned for a moment when he saw Du Shuo's sword.

However, just in an instant, he took Du Shuo from her hand expressionlessly, and then lowered his eyes and looked at each other. At this angle, Bai Ling's wandering gaze finally settled, there was a small beauty tip above his forehead, with his eyebrows and eyes drooping slightly, a strand of silver hair on both sides of his cheeks fell on the scabbard like an ice sculpture, the picture was really like what she thought.

Ice is unique, and there is no other way in the world.

"Then, I'll take your acquiescence." Seeing that he accepted her heart, she couldn't hide her joy, and couldn't help but start chattering, "By the way, this sword was given to me by Yuanjun Niangniang, she said a lot, and asked me to put it away, but I think it is very worthy of you, and you can better protect me by holding it......"