The glimmer of the morning light drove away the last trace of darkness of the night, and the dawn appeared, ushering in a beautiful morning.

On the top of the highest and steepest mountain, Xiao Ling stood in the wind with a long sword in his hand, his clothes fluttered slowly, his demeanor was peerless, and his eyes were as bright as stars, which was moving.

She looked down at the long sword in her hand, which was nearly four feet wide, the scabbard and hilt were silvery-white, soft in color, and faintly flowing with lilac waves.

"Isn't it a bit brutal to send me such a delicate and beautiful sword to use to chop bamboo??"

After looking at it carefully, she held the hilt of the sword and pulled it gently, a chill hit her face, making her shiver slightly, looking at the thin blades on both sides of the sword body, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, "Can you really cut it casually?" Not dull yet ? ”

Leaning sideways slightly, the right hand holding the sword gently waved to a row of trees taller than a person in front of him, "Whew!" A burst of sword qi slammed towards the trees, and everywhere they passed, they were all cut off from the roots.

“···” The scene in front of her made her feel a fierce surprise in her heart, just using two layers of internal force, can exert such a great power? Is this really an ordinary sword?

Thinking back to the cautious appearance of Lei Xin coming over with a sword last night, and Lei Xiang's expression of envy and happiness, as well as that meaningful sentence, 'The prince said that you use white silk to cut bamboo and cut down trees, this sword is light and effortless, and it suits you very well'.

At that time, she felt that this sword was different, but she was bathing, so she didn't think about it, and now that she thinks about it, it is really not ordinary.

Glancing at a large area of protruding dense forest on the mountainside, Xiao Ling's big apricot eyes turned, and he visually measured the distance between her and the dense forest, and then nodded again, as if he had made up his mind, his steps moved quickly, and he once again transported six layers of internal force and injected it into the sword, his pupils were slightly heavy, his right wrist turned, and a sword flower slashed.

"Whew!" A burst of sword light with purple light swallowed up the dense forest on the mountainside like a fierce beast, this time, she was completely dumbfounded, on the mountainside, not only the protruding dense forest was all down, but even the cliff rock coiled by the roots of the tree was also shattered, and even the surrounding plants could not escape the destruction of the sword.

"Might... This, so big? In just an instant, a large bare field appeared on the mountainside, and the sharp stones hidden by the trees were all smoothed out, and a large patch of powdered lime drifted in the wind in the mountain forest.

Looking at the lilac streamer on the sword that seemed to be bound, the phenomenon of the weapon on the ranking that Lei Xiang had told her before flashed in his mind, and one of them was: Qinglong's sword was unsheathed, and the sword qi shook people's souls.

After thinking for a while, Xiao Lingxiu's eyebrows twisted slightly, "Sword Qi? Could it be... Dragon Sword?? ”

The corners of Xiao Ling's mouth twitched slightly, and the sword was in the sheath, but the soul was undecided.

If the people who love swords on the rivers and lakes know that they use the Qinglong Sword as a chopping knife, will they be angry into symptoms of epilepsy? ?

"Chen, your personality that doesn't play cards according to common sense really makes me more and more..." The words that followed became quieter and quieter, and were blown away by the mountain hunting wind.

After the wind, the body suddenly had a chill, straight to the heart, just waved the silk practice martial arts out of a hot sweat, and meditated for two quarters of an hour, the heart has already calmed down, now this thin gauze skirt is unable to keep out the cold, if it is not for the internal force to protect, I am afraid it would have been frozen.

Raising his eyes and glancing at the tallest building in King Chen's mansion, Xiao Ling's red lips hooked, "I've been practicing for so long, I have to test the results." ”

With a light tap on her toes, her sleeves flicked back, and she flew down the mountain in a fluttering manner, and the dragon sword in her right hand flashed with a faint purple light again, and it flashed again and again, however, she didn't notice anything unusual when she focused on her luck and stable body.

Mixed with green and red leaves in the mountains, her white figure swept by easily like a light bird, her figure was slender and feminine, elegant and calm between raising her hands and waving her sleeves, and her long skirt was blown apart by the oncoming wind, or rolled or raised, and the arc was extremely beautiful.

When she saw the top floor of the library that was getting closer and closer to her, Xiao Ling was full of confidence, and once again her luck sped up, and a few strands of hair bypassed her red lips and brushed her face, adding a touch of misty sex appeal to her.

Just when she was still more than two hundred meters away from the target, the sword in her hand suddenly sucked into her palm like a magnet, and in such a distraction, the direction was deviated, and the whole person flew to the east.

"What's going on? This sword..." Xiao Ling's heart jumped, and she almost missed half a beat, and the right hand holding the sword wanted to open her five fingers and let go of her hand, but the more she moved, the tighter her hand was sucked by the sword, and she couldn't break free at all.

Seeing that the library pavilion below was getting farther and farther away from him, Xiao Ling wanted to cry without tears.

When she was lucky to stabilize the off-track figure, she suddenly found that the internal force that she had achieved a little bit of success actually couldn't play a role, and she couldn't control the speed and direction of the gallop at all, and the domineering attraction of the dragon sword in her hand couldn't be overshadowed at all, "Could it be that this sword recognizes the master?" ”

The occurrence of such a phenomenon that is not under one's control can only mean that it is not used for oneself.

When she was stunned and guessed, the purple light of the sword body lingered, but there was a warm air from her hand into the body, and then drove into the dantian, making her feel refreshed in a breath, closing her eyes and feeling, like being in a sea of flowers, the taste is very fragrant and pleasant.

At this time, the force of the sword body increased again, she was defenseless, and the whole person fell straight down, and when she opened her eyes, her black hair was messy.

She could only faintly see a thick fog, and a rush of heat, moist and soft, and she was very familiar with it..." Hot spring! ”

"Peng!" Without giving her a moment to think, the man and the sword fell into the warm spring together.

The strange thing is that when she fell into the water, there was a powerful force around her that dragged her, and the spring water, which was only more than one meter deep, did not let herself who fell from the height touch the pebbles at the bottom.

In confusion, her waist suddenly tightened, and she was tightly imprisoned with her arms, she panicked, and she didn't have time to think about it, so she grabbed it with her backhand.

However, she was fast, and the person behind her was faster, and her slender hand was clenched in her hand by a big palm back and forth, and the sword that did not break free from her right hand quickly stabbed back, and as a result, the sword that was holding on to her palm was unfortunately loosened, and it sank under the water from her palm.

Now, I finally understand how the frustration of dropping the chain at a critical moment comes from.

However, she reacted quite quickly, and as soon as the sword was detached, she immediately raised her elbow and struck at the chest of the person behind her, "Hiss! ”

There was a painful-sounding gasp behind her, and when she tried to break free from the embrace of the person behind her, the spring water flowed accompanied by a sexy and playful voice: "Ling'er, are you going to murder your future husband?" ”

Xiao Ling's struggling movements froze instantly, and he turned his head to see a clearly visible handsome face from the thick to thin mist, and his beautiful eyes blinked, "Chen? How are you? ”