Ye Zizhong is funny, is Lao Tzu a fool, Lao Tzu hasn't had time to kill you yet, do you talk to Lao Tzu about the conditions?

Where did the face come from!

Lao Tzu slashed you to death with a sword, and then became the emperor himself.

"Master, don't be a puppet of power and ambition." Cuihua kindly reminded.

"Jokes, power and ambition have always been my puppets." Ye Li snorted coldly.

"..."Invisible pretense, the most deadly.

"Okay, here you go." Ye Li didn't kill Mo Ying with a sword, but just threw Bai Ze at him.

"Princess, no!" Wen Fan hurriedly pulled the corner of Ye Li's clothes from behind, but he still didn't stop it, and the sword had already flown out.

The princess saw that she was about to escape death, just because she had this divine sword in her hand, how could she believe the words of the cunning man in front of her.

Mo Ying's face suddenly showed joy, and he got up to pick up this divine sword, thinking that he would imprison Mo Chu when he got the sword, because he suddenly found that this woman was still quite beautiful, especially this arrogant little appearance aroused his desire to conquer.

Before he could finish his thoughts, the hand approaching the sword suddenly felt a strong air current roll towards his hand, as if the force was about to tear his hand into pieces.

He felt the murderous aura, his heart was shocked, and he hurriedly retracted his hand, and looked at the divine sword suspended in the air in front of him with wide eyes, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at him.

Why? Why is that stinky girl okay, she can't even touch it, this kind of artifact can't be subdued by the emperor of a country, it can tolerate a stinky girl.

He slowly stretched out his hand to Bai Ze without giving up, and an ethereal and cold voice spread throughout the entire hall, "You are also worthy of beating my idea?" ”

Everyone stared dumbfounded, in the direction from which the voice came.

There was a sense of oppression that swept through every corner of the hall, making them can't help but want to kneel, and their legs were already slumped on the ground.

It's the sword!

The sword can actually speak!

It's still a divine sword that already has a spiritual mind!

It's unheard of, this artifact recorded in ancient books really exists, they are not dreaming.

Including Wen Fan rubbed his eyes, wondering if it was his own delusion, when did her princess get the sword, how could she not know anything.

"Bai Ze, come back." Ye Li was still sitting on the camel and leaning lazily on the hump as if watching a farce, the difference was that the camel had already knelt on the ground instinctively with its front legs after hearing Excalibur's questioning.

I saw the silver sword hum, as if in response to her words, a silver shadow flashed and appeared in Ye Li's hand again.

Bai Ze protested angrily in his mental power, "Master, you don't love me anymore." ”

"When have I ever loved you." Ye Li asked rhetorically.

Wow, I cried like a three-hundred-pound child, and the owner changed his mind and let that kind of person touch me.

Ye Li sighed helplessly, what kind of ancient beast is this, where did the image of pretending to be forced just now, "I'm just pretending, you see, how successful." ”

Bai Ze wiped his tears, and his heart was much more comfortable, but he still puffed up his butt and didn't speak to Ye Li.

Ye Xuan rolled his eyes, usually in front of people, one by one the sacred can only be watched from a distance and not blasphemed, in his own mental power, a few idiots quarreled, and sometimes they even rolled into a ball.

I really can't believe this group of drama spirits.

The entire hall was silent, and for a long time, Mo Ying looked at the sword in Ye Li's hand with some unwillingness, and sat back on the throne, "It's called Bai Zejian?" ”

？？？

Something is wrong with you, shouldn't you ask me what I want, what am I doing so awesome for you to worry about Lao Tzu's sword!

Mo Ying didn't hear an answer for a long time, and when he looked away from the sword in Ye Li's hand, he was finally willing to look at her, and saw her look like a nervous disorder.

Desert Eagle finally became normal, and said in a deep voice, "Now that I can't get the sword, you don't want to leave here, what about the divine weapons, can you still stop the 500,000 iron horses of my Desert Empire." ”