After Yan Hua brought Qianwu out of Ting Zhuxuan, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that he didn't intend to take her to get something, Chigo stretched out his hand and said, "Where's the thing?" ”

Yan Hua Yileng: "What is it?" ”

"What did you give me?" I can't imagine that this guy really wants to repay the debt, and I don't remember what I just said!

Yan Hua was full of embarrassment, and smiled helplessly: "I finally dragged you out of the tiger's mouth, you didn't thank me, and asked me for something?" ”

"Who wants you to save me, I still blame you for dragging me out!"

Qianwucai doesn't care what his intentions are, in short, the words he says, the mouth he throws out, he has to recognize it if he doesn't recognize it: "Besides, it's clear that what you said is very right, why should you accommodate him, just because he is Tianzun?" "Spineless!

Yanhua was shocked by Qianwu's words, and felt that this girl might be a treasure, and was overjoyed: "No flattery, no flattery, no yielding, no welcome, no fake, not blind, really the person I fancie!" You're a friend, I'm done! ”

Qianwu looked disdainful, it's useless for you to praise me! If you don't have something, you can't do it!

Yan Hua smiled slightly, glanced at Ting Zhuxuan, and pulled Qianwu away: "Go and talk elsewhere, save someone from eavesdropping!" ”

"What are you going to do? There's no one here! Who eavesdropped? Qianwu saw that he was changing a little quickly, and he was suddenly pulled away by Yanhua, and he didn't react for a while.

How can this Yanhua also be with this Tianzun, he will change when he says that he will change, and he looked quite gentle before......

Yan Hua only looked forward to moving forward: "Find a gift for you!" ”

When she arrived at the Drunken Wind Pavilion, Yanhua asked Qianwu to sit down, and circled around her, wanting to give her a jade hairpin or something, but she felt that it was inappropriate, and she had to send something different, so that she was different.

Yan Hua suddenly thought, "What kind of sword weapon do you have?" ”

Qianwu immediately got up and said, "Yes, I just got it!" ”

"Oh? What kind of treasure is it? ”

Qianwu was very proud, and with a look of wanting Yanhua to see the world, he showed the Que Huang Sword: "No, just this Que Huang Sword~"

Yan Hua was taken aback: "You say~ This is the Que Phoenix Sword?" The sword that never came out? ”

"It's indeed a treasure," Yan Hua carefully looked at the Que Phoenix Sword: "I'm afraid that thing I originally gave can't compare...... However, with your current cultivation, there is something wrong with Que Huang, you must remember not to show your sword easily! But...... If that's the case...... I'm still good at this dragon sword! ”

As he spoke, Yan Hua turned into a cyan coiled dragon waist scarf on his hand: "This was originally my sword, and its name was Qiu Long." But...... Since I had a natural disease more than 100,000 years ago, I haven't used it, I keep this thing in the dust, it is better to give it to you, when you don't need it, use it! ”

"This ......" is too generous, Qianwu is a little unexpected: "This is too precious, I can't ask for it!" ”

He circled around Yan Hua with doubts, looking at him not like a person with some serious illness, "What kind of natural disease?" Can't you use a sword? Why not use it? ...... But I don't see anything wrong with you. ”

Then he bit his hand unconsciously, and suddenly smiled and said: "But it's a coincidence, I know a god, she once studied under the medicine master, and it doesn't matter what kind of disease she treats, I'll go to him, and he will treat you!" ”

After hearing this, Yan Hua was moved in his heart, and smiled and turned the waist scarf into Qianwu's waist: "My illness is a natural disease, even if it is a pharmacist, it can't save me."

Although I look the same, I actually need to drink medicine every day, and it is also a medicine jar.

Although he is an immortal, he has so much mana. I am only surrounded by Tianzun to help me gather some aura, and I am really ashamed that I am not even as powerful as a little immortal.

And I can't use this sword, even ...... I can't lift the sword immortal, it's useless to keep it.

If...... He needs to go to the heavenly clan to find me, and the guards of the heavenly palace will not dare to stop you when they see this thing. ”

"Unexpectedly, Yan Huajun is a pitiful immortal than me." Chigo looked down at the coiled dragon towel around his waist, and it turned white with the same color as his clothes.

"This ...... This thing can even change color! ”

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