"Huh?"

Pillow Qiao exclaimed in surprise, the Xuan Qi fluctuation on the sword was just an acquired realm, but he didn't expect to be able to take his sword.

"Daoyou has also killed so many people, it is better to let him go, anyway, he has already begged for mercy."

Su Xiaolian floated straight on the ice with a cold crying sword in her hand, her face was fearless, and she calmly stared at the male cultivator covered in blood in front of her.

"Good!"

Pillow Qiao didn't know why he made such a decision, if others saw Pillow Qiao with such a posture, they would be surprised, not why, just because he was Pillow Qiao, as long as he thought in his heart that it was not a humble gentleman's practice, he would be slashed with a sword.

He withdrew his sword and inserted it back into the scabbard, without erasing the blood on it, just inserting it back into his scabbard, Su Xiaolian only now realized that his scabbard was also stained with blood, and he didn't know how long it had been since he wiped it.

"Wait."

Pillow Qiao was just about to leave, but was stopped by the girl in front of him.

"How?"

"Give me your sword with its scabbard."

Pillow Qiao looked at the girl in front of her coldly, as if she was joking, asking a sword cultivator to put down the sword in his hand, does this undoubtedly mean that he will put down his weapon and be captured?

But looking at the serious expression of the girl in front of her, Zhen Qiao understood that she was not joking.

After a moment of silence, Pillow Qiao took off the sword tied to his waist and handed it to Su Xiaolian, his eyes were full of curiosity, he also wanted to know what the girl wanted to do?

Su Xiaolian solemnly took the spirit sword that was still dripping with blood from Pillow Qiao's hand with both hands, and couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

This sword is actually a little more beautiful than Feng Ye that she extorted from Wu Gong's sacrifice. In front of Jian Xiu, the sword is his companion, the family that he has been with for the rest of his life, and for a while, Su Xiaolian wanted to snatch it over.

"What's its name?"

"Nameless."

Su Xiaolian lifted it gently, this sword is not long. About Su Xiaolian's arms, although they are not long, they are very heavy. I don't know what material it is made of, the whole body is vermilion, and the sword body is sinking, like a spirit snake. The sword body is covered with dragon scale-like patterns, unlike other swords, the blade of this sword is not straight, but twists with the dragon scales, and is adducted in an arc, although the grade is only a sword of the seventh grade of the Xuan Rank, but this momentum is not like the sword of the Xuan Rank at all.

Pillow Qiao was slightly stunned when she saw Su Xiaolian's movements, she took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, carefully wiped the sword body, gently squatted down and dipped the sword with a little river water, washed away the blood stains on the sword body, and carefully wiped the water traces on the sword body with a handkerchief.

If he was not mistaken, the handkerchief was supposed to be the girl's personal possession, but now she used her personal handkerchief to wipe his sword, why?

Su Xiaolian, gently wipe the water from the sword's body, and then put the scabbard into the river, letting this swift take away all its blood and its killing.

Taking it out again and wiping it clean, the divine inserted the sword into the scabbard and handed it to Pillow Joe's hand.

Pillow Qiao didn't know when he was stunned, and he didn't even notice when the girl in front of him put the sword in his hand.

"Why?"

"Take care of your sword, it's your friend! It's dirty, it's going to be sad. ”

Pillow Qiao stood in place, looking at the sword in his hand in a complicated way, do you think so too? Is it uncomfortable to be dirty? I'm sorry, but I'll wipe it for you every day from now on.

"Can I call you Ryone?"

As if hearing Pillow Joe's call, the sword let out a burst of sword sounds, as if it recognized the name that Pillow Joe had chosen for it.

Su Xiaolian was a little surprised, this sword actually gave birth to a sword spirit, and in the faint sound of the sword, the cold crying sword also emitted bursts of sword sounds, which was not weaker than the dragon ene in Pillow Qiao's hand.

Su Xiaolai slowly stroked the Chill Cry Sword, smoothing out its irritable temper, she had the Chill Cry Sword like a child, and she would actually get angry because Su Xiaolian admired the other swords.

"Even if I die, I won't abandon you."

The Chill Sword trembled slightly a few times and then stopped his restlessness again, it seemed that Su Xiaolian's appeasement had played a role.

"What's your name?"

"Junior, Su Xiaolian."

"Honest and out of the water hibiscus, clear ripples but not demons. Good name, wonderful. ”

Pillow Joe withdrew his sword and carefully hung it on his waist, touching his waist like a baby.

"Woohoo!"

A flying demon didn't know when it jumped over, and under the strange traction of the river, it stumbled towards Su Xiaolian from the air.

"Be careful!"

Su Xiaolian took a deep breath, raised her eyes to look at the sky, the cold crying sword in her hand pulled out its scabbard, clenched it in her right hand, and under Gu Nie's shocked expression, Su Xiaolian took out the sword.

The sword body emitted a light blue light, and under the impact of the blue Xuan Qi, Gu Nie looked at Su Xiaolian blankly, and the sword in his hand seemed to have transformed into a big bird. Su Xiaolian's posture of standing with a sword was the way ancient swordsmen stood before, standing straight on the pedal, and the expression on her face did not change in the slightest.

"Yan Aihong!"

The girl muttered in the air, she moved, she turned around, the sword was raised, and a phantom swallow rushed towards the demon seed with a scream. Su Xiaolian had already observed, the highest of these demon seeds was about the third layer of the innate realm, the reason why the demon seeds were terrifying was because they appeared in groups, and now they were just a lone demon seed, Su Xiaolian felt that although she couldn't kill the demon seed with a sword, it was still easy to leave a fatal wound on it and let it forcibly change the direction of the water.

The screaming Dayan penetrated out of the demon seed's body, Su Xiaolian still underestimated her weeping sword, Su Xiaolian looked at the sky in confusion as the demon seed was cut in half by her own sword qi, are the demon seeds so uncut?

Gu Nie stared at the blood rain in the sky with his big mouth open in disbelief, letting the bright red blood drip on his face, is this pleasure the refreshing pleasure after killing the demon seed? It turned out that he had been staying at home, but he didn't know that he was wearing out his blood.

"The sword qi is released, the first-order sword intent! You, good! ”

Pillow Qiao sighed at Su Xiaolian, although there was still an expressionless paralyzed face on his face, Su Xiaolian still smelled admiration in his tone.

"It's far inferior to the seniors, which makes the seniors laugh."

"Well, it's really far off!"

"Huh?"

Su Xiaolian didn't know what to say, the principle pillow Qiao was a person with the same stinky farts as Su Ling, she just raised the pillow Qiao perfunctorily, but she didn't expect him to go up like this, Su Xiaolian didn't know what to say at this time, and fell into an embarrassing situation for a while.

Woohoo!

With the continuous sound of breaking the air, Su Xiaolian looked up, her eyes shrank, it was the demon seed in the sky.