Zhong Yi's granddaughter, Zhong Ting, also wiped the tears from her cheeks, flashed a pair of big eyes, and sincerely thanked: "Thank you." ”

Jiang Yuan waved his hand.

He also wanted to test the power of the short sword Yuehua, and saved her casually.

It's just that I didn't expect such a coincidence that it turned out to be the granddaughter of Zhong Yi, the president of the Chamber of Commerce.

However, Jiang Yuan didn't think about how much kindness he had from others.

After saying a few words, he turned and left.

Looking at Jiang Ting's distant back, Zhong Ting's eyes flashed with a strange light, and she asked in a daze, "Grandpa, who is he?" Why do you call him Mr. Jiang? ”

Zhong Ting was both puzzled and surprised.

His grandfather Zhong Yi is the president of the Hangzhou Chamber of Commerce, and his status and identity are there, no matter who sees him, he must be respected.

This is the first time Zhong Ting has seen her grandfather call someone so respectfully Mr., and he is still a young man!

Zhong Yi's cloudy eyes suddenly flashed into the light.

"I don't know the details of this person, but it's definitely not a human being!"

In the past few days, every time Zhong Yi recalls the scene he saw in Huangshan that day, the shock in his heart will be more profound.

None of them.

It's just that the name of Zhongnan Mountain is too big now. To make the disciples of the martial arts world so in awe of him can only show that Jiang Yuan's identity is too unusual.

Hearing this, Zhong Ting nodded heavily.

She couldn't have agreed.

Just now, Jiang Yuan swung his sword out of thin air to shatter people's souls, it was too amazing!

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On the other side, after Jiang Yuan left the park, he went directly back to the hotel where his junior sister Shen Qingyue was.

"This short sword is so beautiful!"

As soon as Jiang Yuan took out the short sword Yuehua, Shen Qingyue praised it again and again.

Jiang Yuan showed a faint smile and said, "This short sword is called Yuehua. ”

"Moonflower ......"

Hearing this name, Shen Qingyue's body couldn't help but feel for a while.

However, Jiang Yuan didn't care, after all, he also sighed for a long time when he saw this short sword for the first time and heard its name.

"Little junior sister, this short sword is for you. I've infused it with majestic spiritual power, and it's enough to use it for a long time. ”

Jiang Yuan's motivation for buying this short sword was to give it to the little junior sister for self-defense.

The little junior sister has not yet recovered her spirit body, although she is usually refining her body, but now her strength is still too weak, and it is almost the same as that of ordinary people.

But with this sword by her side, not to mention far away, I'm afraid it will be very difficult for Zhong Ling to move her!

Zhong Lingna is a disciple of Dongfang Xunqin, one of the powerhouses of the Zhongnan Mountain Martial Sect!

An ordinary person, just holding a sword, can make the strong man of the Martial Sect helpless.

If others hear this, they will definitely think it is a fantasy!

However, this is not an exaggeration in the slightest.

Even, even the only ten-grade Dongfang Xun now!

Because the short sword itself is very powerful, not to mention that the majestic spiritual power contained in it comes from the only Immortal Emperor of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!

Shen Qingyue happily took the short sword, looked at it carefully, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it.

However, Jiang Yuan's brows suddenly twisted into a ball.

Because, he found that the moment the little junior sister took over the short sword, the vitality in her body was being quickly withdrawn!

Vitality is the foundation of life, if it is drained away, people will die!

In an instant, Shen Qingyue's lips had turned white.

She herself already felt something: "Jiang Yuan, I... I feel so tired and want to sleep. ”

As she spoke, her eyes closed heavily.

Jiang Yuan was shocked.

"Little junior sister, what's wrong with you?"

However, Shen Qingyue did not respond.

As if he had fallen into a deep sleep, no matter how Jiang Yuan shouted, his eyes were closed, and there was no sign of waking up.

The little junior sister fell into a coma!

Jiang Yuan was startled, and hurriedly took the short sword Yuehua, which was still lying in the palm of the little junior sister's hand.

His gaze was gloomy.

Obviously, the little junior sister's coma has a great deal to do with this short sword.

The vitality that was extracted from the little junior sister was also poured into this short sword!

Fortunately, the little junior sister just fell into a coma, and her breathing was quite stable. Fortunately, Jiang Yuan took the short sword Yuehua away in time, otherwise Shen Qingyue's life would probably be in danger.

"What's going on?"

Jiang Yuan's brows furrowed.

Even he couldn't figure it out.

He himself held the dagger in his hand, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Why is it in the hands of the little junior sister, and the vitality in the little junior sister's body will be quickly extracted?

Jiang Yuan helped Shen Qingyue up and slowly infused her with spiritual power to nourish the vitality in her body.

But what made his face solemn was that it was just a moment just now, but this short sword Yuehua had withdrawn a lot of vitality!

If the little junior sister wants to wake up, I'm afraid it will take a while.

Half an hour later, Jiang Yuan stopped infusing spiritual power into the little junior sister's body.

At this time, he could only wait slowly, and it was only in vain for him to continue to infuse spiritual power.

Jiang Yuan shifted his gaze to the dagger again.

His mind unfolded, and he wrapped himself around the dagger to find out why!

"The hosts... The hosts..."

Faintly, Jiang Yuan heard these two words, from the short sword Yuehua.

The sleeping machine spirit seems to have awakened a little!

Master?

Jiang Yuan raised his eyebrows.

Does this dagger recognize itself as the Lord?

No, it's not!

Jiang Yuan's breathing suddenly became short, and he suddenly thought of something.

The master conveyed by the machine spirit is not referring to himself, but to the little junior sister!

This short sword is based on the little junior sister!

"The magic weapon on the earth, inexplicably thinks that the little junior sister is the master, is it..."

Jiang Yuan's eyes flashed!

"Could it be that this short sword Yuehua is a magic weapon when the little junior sister was on the earth in her last life?!"

Just as he said this, the blade of the short sword Yuehua shook slightly.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Qingyue, who had been in a coma for a long time, finally opened her eyes faintly.

"What's wrong with me? Why did you fall asleep all of a sudden? ”

Shen Qingyue looked dazed.

"But why do I feel so tired? There is no strength in all four limbs. ”

Her face was still as pale as white paper, and a fine layer of sweat even oozed from her forehead.

"Your little junior sister, you lie down and rest."

Jiang Yuan said with a smile.

He's very happy now.

Although the little junior sister looks very weak now, it is not a big problem.

The most important thing is that the magic weapon that originally belonged to her is now recovered!

"Little junior sister, do you think this short sword is familiar?"

Jiang Yuan swung out the short sword again.

However, this time he didn't let Shen Qingyue touch it, for fear that the vitality in her body would be withdrawn again.

Shen Qingyue's gaze was once again attracted.

"Satsuki ......"

She murmured softly.

The body of the short sword Yuehua trembled slightly, as if in response to her call.

Immediately after, Shen Qingyue stretched out her hand and slowly touched it.