The argument between the two seems to be ongoing. It seems that there is already a posture for war.

Qiao Yunxi didn't want to speak. It's just that it doesn't seem so rosy. The two people, who are quiet on weekdays, didn't expect to quarrel, but they didn't back down at all.

She slowly raised her head, as if she couldn't listen anymore, first looked at Lingjin with a tangled face, then looked at the two who were still arguing, and finally fixed her eyes on the 'Baili Xuanrui' who seemed to be watching a play.

Then he snorted coldly in his heart, and then coldly threw out a sentence, "If I am not worthy, you can choose another master." As long as you can bear the consequences, he wakes up. ”

As he said this, Qiao Yunxi bent down again and continued to draw his sword from these weapons. In this, all the swords were pulled out by her and thrown on the flat ground over there.

After Qiao Yunxi spoke, he didn't speak. Suddenly, I felt a little naïve, and finally glanced at Qingge with some disappointment, and walked towards Qiao Yunxi.

And Qingge just snorted coldly, and then walked to the side of 'Baili Xuanrui'.

Qiao Yunxi looked at the light song that was walking towards 'Baili Xuanrui', shook his head slightly, and then looked at the whisper and nodded.

"Princess...... Qingge she ...... "I wanted to explain something, but I found that I had nothing to say."

Qiao Yunxi looked at the appearance of the whisper, and just shook his head, "Whisper." Don't worry. Light song must not be as simple as a simple maid. ”

Xiao Yu looked at Qiao Yunxi's eyes with surprise flashing with meaning. It turns out that she has always mistaken the princess?

"Drizzle won't betray the princess." Whisper's eyes shone with a different light than before.

"I don't listen to what I say, I just look at how it's done." Qiao Yunxi didn't comment directly on the whisper's words, but only mentioned her judgment criteria.

"Yes, Princess. Whispers know. ”

"He's not a prince, so you don't have to call me a princess." Qiao Yunxi still said indifferently. It seems that he is not Baili Xuanrui, and he is not qualified to be called a prince.

"Yes, miss." The whisper re-blessed the body. looks like Qiao Yunxi as the master. Then he started to help Qiao Yunxi find it.

"Lord Wang." Qingge knelt down on one knee in greeting. Since the princess refused to say. Then she'll find out for herself.

"What do you call me?" 'Baili Xuanrui' lifted Qingge's jaw with her hand, forcing her to meet her eyes.

Qingge looked at him with direct eyes, and said again: "Lord Wang." ”

'Baili Xuanrui's voice fluctuated, "Oh......". Then he let go of his hand with some disgust, and said lightly: "Get up and talk." ”

Qingge stood up, stood behind 'Baili Xuanrui' and asked, "I don't know what the prince means?" ”

"This king has amnesia." Baili Xuanrui said these words confidently.

The corners of Qingge's mouth twitched, and then he told him about his identity, this continent and the existing situation.

Qiao Yunxi listened to Qingge's words, as if she had nothing to do with her, she was still looking for the sword, but she frowned slightly, and seemed to understand Qingge's intentions. It's just that she chose the wrong method.

And on her side, since she had the help of whispering, she felt that the sword in this area was thrown on the flat ground with a 'whoosh'.

From Qingge's explanation, 'Baili Xuanrui' understood his situation and what he was cultivating was completely different from the original.

If that's the case, how can he find her? But she, why didn't she have a trace of impression?

As Qiao Yunxi and the others threw more and more swords on the ground, 'Baili Xuanrui' also picked up the swords they threw over with some playfulness and looked at them carefully.

It seemed that he felt that the sword in his hand was not good, and it would not be easy to handle, so he threw it aside.

Qiao Yunxi listened to the sound of 'clang', raised his head, and looked at 'Baili Xuanrui' who picked up another sword without speaking.

Lingjin also raised her head and looked, although she still had a lot of questions, but she didn't say anything this time, just looked at it for a while, and then buried her head in this weapon.

The whisper didn't even raise his head. Then he searched for the sword inside.

Qiao Yunxi looked at the appreciative appearance of 'Baili Xuanrui', squinted his eyes, and suddenly called: "Whisper." ”

"Miss." While whispering, he followed to Qiao Yunxi's side.

"Do all refiners appreciate it?"

"Hmm." The whisper was very soft, and he answered very lightly.

Qiao Yunxi glanced at Lingjin, who was still drawing his sword, and directly ordered: "Xiao Jin'er, the sword will be shown to Xiaoyu in a while." ”

"Okay. Miss. "Whatever Miss says, she is.

Suddenly, she had the illusion that the sword she was looking for would come from him.

"Whispering."

"Miss." Whispering is a very regular response.

"There's a soft sword in there?" Qiao Yunxi was stunned for a moment when he asked. Soft sword? Could it be that the sword named Chengyuan is a soft sword?

"Soft sword?" Is it a generic term for that kind of sword?

Listening to the whispered questioning, she suddenly had the feeling that there was no such weapon here.

"Does a soft sword mean a soft sword?" Although I don't know if this is what Miss said, the soft sword she understands is like this.

Qiao Yunxi nodded, "Not bad." ”

"Not found at the moment." Could it be that the young lady has eyebrows? In this way, the time to find can be greatly shortened.

"Yes?"

"There are such swords, but ordinary refiners don't refine this kind of swords. It is more complicated, and the requirements for refiners are also very high. Whispered a faint explanation.

Qiao Yunxi nodded and glanced at Xiao Yu. Xiao Yu nodded in understanding, and followed He Lingjin to continue the search.

Over there, 'Baili Xuanrui' squatted on the ground, picked it up one by one, and threw it away one by one.

The sound of "clang, clang, clang" is like a beating melody, with ups and downs. But it also makes people feel particularly harsh.

Qiao Yunxi glanced at the sword over there, there should be no soft sword.

It seems that the scope of their search can be narrowed down a lot.

It's just a clear edge, what is a clear edge?

Nalan said that it was her sword. Could that be her name? If so, why didn't she remember the meaning of the name?

Qiao Yunxi continued to look for it while pondering the meaning of the word Chengyuan.

There is nothing special about her gold element. Even the three little ones couldn't be contacted as if they had lost contact. Blazing, although it has an instinct for the baby, it is still recovering from a coma.

And 'Baili Xuanrui' and Qingge also began to search.

The five of them instantly seemed to be divided into two teams, and it seemed that they were competing to see who could find it first.

Qiao Yunxi is looking for a soft sword here.

'Baili Xuanrui' pulled out one by one, regardless of knives, guns, sticks or others, and poked them back, as if they didn't look at it.

Qiao Yunxi saw that everyone was looking on the ground, so he shifted his position. Turn to the wall around that.

The weapons on the walls are exposed in different shades, and some of them are not able to tell whether they are knives or swords or something else.

When Qiao Yunxi struggled to get out the weapon that almost sank into the wall, he already felt sweating profusely.

It seems that a different approach has to be taken.

Qiao Yunxi only felt that a pure spiritual power was leaking from this space. Among these people, apart from her, he is the only one!

Qiao Yunxi turned around and looked at 'Baili Xuanrui' with half-squinted eyes, only to see that he also occupied a wall, and used the spiritual power in his body to suck out all the weapons that had submerged into the wall.

Listen only to the sound of the "clang" weapon falling to the ground.

'Baili Xuanrui' just glanced at the ground casually, and then turned to another wall with some disgust. I saw that she used her spiritual power again, and all the weapons on the wall were still sucked out and fell to the ground.

Qiao Yunxi watched him use his spiritual power twice in a row, and he didn't overdraft his spiritual power as expected, but just looked at the things on the ground with a little frown, as if he was aiming at something, stretched out his hand, and grabbed it. The sword that he had taken a fancy to flew into his hand as if summoned by his master.

Qiao Yunxi just stared at the sword in his hand with his eyes, the sword body was still trembling, it was undoubtedly a soft sword.

He held the hilt of the sword in his right hand, and stroked the blade of the sword back and forth with his left hand, flicking the blade with his fingers from time to time.

The crisp sound followed into Qiao Yunxi's ears.

Her instinct shuddered. This sword, isn't it the Chengyuan sword she is looking for?

When 'Baili Xuanrui' heard the sound of the sword, he was also stunned for a moment. This sword is hers.

As if feeling Qiao Yunxi's gaze, he turned around slowly, shook the sword, and exclaimed, "Hmm...... Not bad. I just don't know if it's easy to use. ”

Then he stroked it gently, as if this sword was a rare treasure.

Inadvertently, he saw the intersection of the blade and the hilt, as if there was something hidden. I took a closer look at myself, and there seemed to be only one word engraved on this side, 'Yuan'.

Margin?

After meditating in his heart, he turned the blade of the sword over, and in the same position, it seemed to be engraved with the word 'Cheng'.

Yuancheng? Cheng Yuan?

When 'Baili Xuanrui' silently recited Chengyuan, his head suddenly hurt, and the palm holding the sword was loosened. I saw the Chengyuan sword fall to the ground and let out a loud sound.

Qiao Yunxi gathered the spiritual power on his body, and before they could reflect it, he held the sword in his hand.

Seeing this, Qingge flew over.

Qiao Yunxi naturally stepped back. Her goal was the sword in her hand.

"Qingge, what are you doing!" Whisper flew forward and became entangled with Qingge.

"Get out of the way! The sword belonged to the king. "Qingge is completely ruthless.

Whispering frowned slightly, if she wanted to set up a formation, she would not be her opponent at all.

"Get out of the way. Otherwise, you're welcome. "Even if Qingge studied the volley formation, none of them were successful. It is even more impossible to deploy a formation in the air like the princess.

"No, I won't let you hurt Miss in the slightest." There was no indifference in the tone of the whisper, but resoluteness.

Qiao Yunxi took the sword in his hand and looked at the position he was looking at just now, there was a word 'Cheng' on one side, and the word 'Yuan' was engraved on the same position on the other side.

It's really a Chengyuan sword.

Cheng Yuan Cheng Yuan, which is intended to be transparent and clear feelings, and you know each other, like an old friend.

Suddenly, this passage flashed through her mind.

These were the words he had said when he gave her the sword. Who could give her the sword?