"Ants, can you be guilty?"

In the void universe, a man with a snow-white body and a somewhat transparent body stood in front of Mu Jing Lu, with his hands behind his back, looking at Mu Jing Lu with a straight face and drinking lightly.

It seemed casual, but Mu Jinglu could feel a faint anger in the man's tone. The man was no longer than nearly nine feet long, and he was only eight feet long. There is no bun on the top of the head, and the long hair is scattered and draped over the man's shoulders, and there is no wind to automatic.

With big eyes under the sword eyebrows, he looked down at the pastoral path, and felt a little unangry and arrogant.

Although he knew that the figure in front of him was an illusion, Mu Jinglu's heart unconsciously regarded the man in front of him as a real person, and he bowed his hand slightly to the transparent man, and said with a little uneasiness: "What do the seniors mean? The juniors don't know." ”

"Hmph! When you are dying, you still pretend to be crazy and stupid?" the man shouted angrily: "The Xuanyuan Sword is the sword of the ancient emperor Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, how can you allow ants to blaspheme?"

Mu Jinglu was slightly stunned, raised the 'Xuanyuan Sword' in his left hand, and asked suspiciously, "Did the predecessor say it?"

"Presumptuous!" the man seemed very angry, and waved his right hand lightly at the pasture path after shouting. Mu Jinglu was stunned by the man's movements, and before Mujing Lu could react, the 'Xuanyuan Sword' in Mu Jinglu's left hand actually broke away by itself and floated towards the man quickly.

The pastoral path subconsciously reached out and grabbed it, but there was nothing.

Although Mu Jinglu did not arrogantly think that the 'Xuanyuan Sword' was his own, but the things in his hand were forcibly taken, and Mu Jinglu was naturally unwilling in his heart.

"Senior, a gentleman doesn't take the favor of others!" Mu Jinglu suppressed the anger in his heart, bowed his head slightly, and anger appeared in his eyes.

"Grab people's favors?" the man snorted disdainfully, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and asked with a chuckle, "But the 'Xuanyuan Sword' is owned by you?"

Mu Jinglu was stunned by the man's question, his face was slightly red, and he said with a stiff neck: "The magic weapon of spiritual objects is the residence of those who are destined." Since the kid got this sword by chance, the kid is the owner of the sword. ”

"Hehe, master?" The man still looked disdainful, raised the 'Xuanyuan Sword' in his hand and looked at it, then turned pale, looked at the pastoral path and asked jokingly: "Then you shout and shout at it, see if it agrees?"

Mu Jinglu looked at the man with a confused expression, and the demon beast was rushing in his mind.

I'll go to your uncle. It's just a long sword that looks like a 'Xuanyuan Sword', not to mention that it doesn't have a sword spirit, even if it has a sword spirit, he can't answer if I call him, okay?

Your uncle's let me shout yes to this sword, it's completely helpless.

Mu Jinglu looked at the man with a dark face, his face was gloomy, and he said angrily: "If the seniors want it, take it." The kid cultivates to be low, just let it be given to the seniors, why do you want to play with the juniors like this?"

For some reason, the man's face changed slightly when he was told by Mu Jinglu, coughed twice and then turned pale: "What about playing with you?"

Mu Jinglu was stunned again, and then became furious. No matter how much higher the cultivation of this person in front of him is higher than himself, but the master is also through the crowd, the elder brother can bear it, and the younger brother can't bear it.

"Hmph!" Mu Jinglu snorted coldly, and the broken sword on his waist flashed and appeared in Mu Jinglu's hand. "Scholars should not be humiliated, since the seniors are like this, then don't blame the juniors for being rude. ”

Mu Jinglu said, his hand broke off the sword and the sword rose sharply, and the cold killing intent attacked the man. Although he knew that he was not the opponent of this person, Mu Jinglu did not have the courage to be intimidated by the bright sword, not to mention that the man in front of him was very likely to be just an illusion.

"Wait, wait!" The man saw that Mu Jinglu was about to attack, and his appearance suddenly changed, and he stretched out his hands in front of him, and said anxiously: "Boy, don't be so scared. ”

The furious Mu Jinglu was stunned by the man's behavior, and his face became darker and darker, and he shouted in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

"Stingy!" the man scolded in a low voice with a little dissatisfaction and helplessness, and then his figure flashed, turning into a child less than ten years old, and pouted: "You haven't called me out for months, what if I punish you?"

Mu Jinglu was stunned again, looked at the man who suddenly turned into a child with a wary face, and asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

"You took me in on the 'Xuanyuan Hill', and now it's only been a few months, and you don't know me anymore?" The child's face was aggrieved, and the crystal tears in his eyes appeared in the blink of an eye, and he kept spinning in his eyes: "You bad guy!"

Uh! What the hell was he aiming at? With all the vigilance on his face, Mu Jinglu looked at the child without knowing what to say, and his face was not only confused but still confused. It turned out to be it!' On the Hill of Xuanyuan, the voice that kept shouting for itself to save it.

"Ahem, ahem..."Mu Jinglu was choked and coughed several times, and after retracting the broken sword to his waist, he touched his nose awkwardly and said, "I didn't know you were still in my broken sword." ”

"Hmph!" the child wiped the tears in his eyes and said dissatisfiedly: "You don't have any curiosity? After leaving the 'Xuanyuan Hill', you don't know how to shout? You don't know that the broken sword in your hand is the Xuanyuan Sword, and you don't know that I am the Xuanyuan Sword Spirit." ”

"When I found you, I asked you to help me return to Xuanyuan Sword. Also, haven't you noticed that with my presence, the Xuanyuan Sword is even more powerful in your hands?"

Mu Jinglu thought about it when he heard this, nodded thoughtfully, and said softly: "It seems to be true." ”

"In that case, then why didn't you call me out earlier?" the child stomped his feet fiercely, and said with grievance and slight anger: "Let me stay alone in the Xuanyuan Sword for so long. Do you know that in order to wait for you to appear, I waited alone on the 'Xuanyuan Hill' for 10,000 years?"

"If you bear me like this, you are not afraid of being damned?"

The more the sword spirit spoke, the more energetic it became, and his expression was as if he wanted to pluck the pasture path. With the pitiful grievance of the sword spirit, Mu Jinglu actually felt that he was a disciple who had abandoned from the beginning to the end.

Uh! no! Pastoral, in the midst of self-reproach, suddenly reacted, as if he had been bypassed.

"Did I ask you to wait for me?"

Mu Jinglu's rhetorical question made Jian Ling stunned for a moment, put away his pitiful appearance and replied in astonishment: "No." ”

"Cut! Then how are you waiting for me, what does it matter to me?" Mu Jinglu waved his hand disdainfully, then took two steps forward in the dark void, came to the child, and asked with a straight face, "Am I the current master of the Xuanyuan Sword?"

"Yes. ”

"Are you the sword spirit of Xuanyuan Sword?"

"Yes. ”

"So, am I your master?"

"Uh... Sort of!"

"Is it really?"

Sword Spirit looked at the pastoral path with a confused expression, and said in amazement: "Yes... Be. ”

"That's it. After receiving the sword spirit's reply, Mu Jinglu threw away the guilt in his heart, and said with a proud face: "Then call the master to listen." ”

Mu Jing Lu said, the sword spirit raised his head and looked at Mu Jing Lu with a look of disbelief, his eyes seemed to say: Can you not be so realistic?

No matter how reluctant the sword spirit is, the question and answer between the sword spirit and the pastoral path is also a fact, and the pastoral path is his master at this time. The child-like sword spirit looked at the smug Mu Lu with a smug face, pursed the corners of his mouth, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Master." ”

"What, how long has it been since you eaten, and your voice is so quiet?" Mu Jinglu not only looked proud, but also bent down, put his ear close to the sword spirit and said, "Can you be louder?"

"Lord, man!" the sword spirit was so angry by the pasture path that he yelled angrily into the ear of the pasture road.

Buzz...

Mu Jinglu was shocked by the sudden roar of the sword spirit, and his head roared, and he covered his ears and retreated in a hurry.

The ancients did not deceive me, and it was difficult to raise only women and villains in the world. This 'villain' is really vindictive. Mu Jinglu gently rubbed his ears while draining his stomach.

"The 'villain' is really difficult to raise, and the owner should be careful in the future. Before the pasture path could get used to the roar of the sword spirit, the disdainful voice of the sword spirit came from his ears again.

"Can you know what I'm thinking!?" Mu Jing Lu stood up violently, looking at the sword spirit with a stunned expression, his face darkened.

Oops! exposed. The sword spirit secretly whispered, quietly glanced at the pastoral path, then nodded, and said softly, "Hmm." ”

Wouldn't there be no secrets in front of this doll in the future? Mu Jinglu thought to himself, and was very unhappy in his heart.

"Leave the Broken Sword!" Mu Jinglu thought for a moment, looked directly at the sword spirit and said in a deep voice, "I don't need you. ”

Although the sword spirit knew what Mu Jing Lu was thinking, he didn't expect Mu Jing Lu to be so decisive, in order not to let himself know Mu Jing Lu's thoughts, he actually let himself leave Xuanyuan Sword

Seeing that the sword spirit was stunned, the road surface of the pasture path sank again, and he shouted in a low voice: "Did you hear it, leave the broken sword, I don't need a sword spirit like you!"

"Master, are you sure?" Sword Spirit looked at Mu Jinglu in surprise and said, "You must know that with my existence, even if the Xuanyuan Sword is not complete now, I can also increase the power of the Xuanyuan Sword by several levels, the master doesn't care?"

"I don't care!" Mu Jinglu didn't think about it, and shouted decisively: "Leave me immediately!"

Mu Jinglu's answer made Sword Spirit's face not look good. If the aura is restored to the ancient period, the sword spirit will not be able to survive without the Xuanyuan Sword. However, even if the current aura concentration is recovering, it will still be a long time before the ancient period.

Moreover, his own existence is not only to restore Xuanyuan Sword to its original appearance, but also more important things waiting for him to do.

The sword spirit lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his head and said in a deep voice: "The communication of the divine consciousness can be disconnected. But..."

Mu Jinglu looked at the sword spirit and didn't speak, waiting for the sword spirit to finish.

"But in the future, I must live in the Xuanyuan Sword. Except when necessary, you must give me the right to use the Xuanyuan Sword. ”

After the sword spirit said, Mu Jinglu squinted his eyes and looked at the sword spirit, as if he wanted to see what the sword spirit had planned.