Chapter 90: Give it to Mo Yan

[Actually, if it weren't for sensing that you had entered the secret realm, my sister and I would probably never have appeared in front of these trialists. 】

Every 50 years, a hundred people come in.

But whoever comes in will definitely set foot in this ancient tower of hidden swords.

Correct.

Before Ziqian Mo appeared, the fourteenth floor of the Ancient Tower of the Hidden Sword had always been closed. Whoever you are, you can only stop at the thirteenth floor at most.

What is Demon King?

That is, as long as you are a demon, the first time you see her, you will know that she is your king and the absolute ruler of the entire demon clan.

Lan Jian firmly believes that this is the greatest opportunity in his and his sister's lives, and they must seize it, and then leave this isolated Burning Xi Secret Realm with His Royal Highness the Demon King and go to the wider world outside.

As a demon.

And not the identity of the murder sword.

Ziqian Mo said: [I'll think about it. 】

She has concerns, not for nothing.

This pair of double swords is too famous, the sword of the Burning Xi Ancestor, the eight-rank divine weapon, and almost everyone in the cultivation realm of the Beilan Kingdom knows about it, and even within the four countries, it is all at the legendary level.

If she takes it out and uses it, it will be a mess.

Although the little sister of the scarlet sword was a little timid, she was quite smart, and immediately guessed Zi Qianmo's concerns, so she said: [His Royal Highness the Demon King, our brother and sister have practiced transfiguration, and when they are out of the secret realm, they can change their appearance, and they will not cause you trouble. 】

Just when Zi Qianmo was thinking about it, on the other side, the fierce battle between Yu Wuji and Mo Yan also stopped.

Yu Wuji smiled bitterly: "It turns out that the divine soldiers don't look down on us, and the two of us are still fighting here for your life." ”

Mo Yan didn't answer Yu Wuji's words, but a pair of black eyes stared at Xiao Bai Ze, his eyes were a little complicated.

Burning Xi double sword, fancy that demon?

That's fine.

That's him and Miss Seven, who have nothing to do with this sword.

If others go to rob them, the divine soldiers will definitely rise up to hurt people and kill people to see blood, which is a thing that outweighs the losses. These people on the fourteenth floor are all the best of the younger generation, and they are not fools, although they regret it in their hearts, they are quickly relieved and turn around and leave.

Yu Wuji was the first to go.

Then there were the three Innate Stage Upper Realm cultivators who were watching the battle.

Finally, there is Mo Yan.

It's just that when Mo Yan turned around and went downstairs, the back hem of his dark color shirt was pulled by something, and he was quite strong.

This strength is very familiar.

Mo Yan inexplicably thought of the small punches in his chest that were knocked by the claws of a certain white ball.

He looked down, and sure enough, he saw Bai Tuanzi, she stretched out a small paw, hooked the corner of his clothes, raised her head, and looked at him with a pair of light glass-like eyes, not letting him go.

Mo Yan was so cute by the little guy that his heart softened, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but raise slightly: "Something?" ”

"Hmm."

Xiao Bai Ze nodded his head, then pointed to the Burning Xi Twin Swords standing beside him, and said, "You, take it away." ”

Anyway, he also knew that he was a demon, so he simply let himself go, and there was no one else around, so what could he do when he spoke.

In the form of Xiao Bai Ze, her voice is very different from when she was wearing Zi Qianmo's shell. With a little immature husky, like a seven or eight-year-old girl.

Mo Yan was surprised: "Are you sure?" ”

Even if this white ball is a demon, the demon also has to use weapons to defend herself, although she is quite powerful, but there are countless strong people in this world.

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