The little sword spirit was quite powerful, pinched Shi Xiaobai's cheek, and clamped it hard, Shi Xiaobai was taken aback and was directly pried open of his mouth, and the black and white fragments gathered in a pile were like soldiers who had been ordered, suddenly rose into the air, rushed straight into Shi Xiaobai's open mouth, and rushed into the depths of his throat.

It stands to reason that Shi Xiaobai shouldn't be so easily attacked, but the little sword spirit has not only pretended to be a soft and cute little Lori to conceal his true character, but also hid his strength, his strength is even greater than Shi Xiaobai's normal state, Shi Xiaobai fell into a weak state due to the "Holy Tree Poison" at this time, and he had no power to resist.

Coupled with the fact that the little sword spirit was suddenly attacked and premeditated, when Shi Xiaobai was shocked, the fragments of the sword body after the black and white long sword shattered were arranged in an orderly manner at a lightning speed, and rushed into the depths of Shi Xiaobai's throat one by one in a straight line!

In a matter of seconds, there was not a single debris left on the ground!

The gluttonous power immediately began to "digest" the black and white fragments that passed through his throat and rushed into his stomach, transforming them into "antidotes", and the "Holy Tree Sin Poison" remaining on Shi Xiaobai's arms and calves immediately began to be purified at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xiao Jianling let go of his hand and slapped Shi Xiaobai's chin suddenly, forcing his mouth to close, and his strength was so great that he almost dislocated Shi Xiaobai's chin.

"Hmph, you have to force this sword to be smart and rough!"

Xiao Jianling snorted coldly, clapped his hands, squinted his eyes, and looked domineering, how could there be a trace of innocence or softness of a six- or seven-year-old girl?

Shi Xiaobai's eyes widened in disbelief, his expression changed drastically, and he suddenly opened his mouth and retched vigorously.

"Gross!"

Shi Xiaobai half-knelt on the ground, leaned down, exerted all his strength, desperately vomited, wanting to spit out the black and white fragments in his stomach, but he couldn't spit out anything, he stretched his fingers deep in his mouth, clasped his throat hard, and his voice was torn, as if he wanted to vomit out all his internal organs, but he could only spit out a lot of saliva.

"In vain. ”

Xiao Jianling raised his head slightly, squinted at Shi Xiaobai, and saw him spit out a lot of saliva, his brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes were very disgusted.

Shi Xiaobai didn't hear it and continued to vomit, but the stomach transformed by the gluttonous power imprisoned the swallowed food like a prison net, not to mention the black and white fragments, and didn't even let go of a drop of wastewater.

Click!

Shi Xiaobai opened his mouth wide and clasped his throat, only saliva was instinctively secreted, and it fell ticking, as if he had seen a hungry beast of its prey.

Click!

Suddenly, something different seemed to slide down the corners of his mouth, mixing with saliva.

Gently smash on a piece of water, splashing, rippling.

Xiao Jianling's expression changed slightly, he snorted coldly, and said, "The man doesn't flick if he has tears, why are you crying?"

Shi Xiaobai leaned over and vomited, unable to see his expression clearly, but hot tears burst out of his eyes, falling like pearls strung together.

Shi Xiaobai shed tears, but there was no crying, only heart-rending retching.

Xiao Jianling's brows furrowed, his expression was very ugly, and he said: "I don't see you crying when I suffer severe pain, I don't see you cry when I am poisoned, I don't see you cry when I am in a desperate situation, but now I am crying and crying for two broken swords, how stupid are you?"

It took a long time for Shi Xiaobai to stop retching, and said in a hoarse voice: "This king is still too weak after all." ”

Shi Xiaobai lowered his head, did not refute the little sword spirit, nor did he complain or scold her, but lowered his hands and lowered his head, like a withered old tree, and muttered to himself.

"If this king is a little stronger, if this king can split the Nine Turns Transcendent Pagoda with one sword, he can smash the remnant soul of the transcendent king with one punch, and he can purify the ......holy tree with one thought."

"What if...... After all, it's just if. ”

"This king is too weak! too weak! too weak!"

"Because this king is too weak, he can't protect anything. ”

"Because this king is too weak to create an ending in which no one needs to be sacrificed. ”

"Because this king is too weak, he can't even save two swords!"

"No, no, it's the king's weakness that killed them!"

Shi Xiaobai clenched his fists, deeply blamed himself, and once again felt the importance of power, Hua Li once asked him, "Young man, do you crave power?", at that time he didn't think deeply about this problem, just thought that if power could protect what he wanted to protect, then he longed.

However, in reality, he is only deliberately evading another, more cruel but realistic solution - without strength, nothing can be protected!

He longs for power after all, and at this moment, this desire is extremely strong.

"Hmph, you can realize that you're too weak, and it's not hopeless. ”

The little sword spirit fell mercilessly, squinted at Shi Xiaobai for a few seconds, and suddenly said coldly: "But you are hopelessly stupid, who told you that those two broken swords are dead?"

"What?"

Shi Xiaobai looked up in amazement, only to see the little sword spirit spread his hands upward, and there were two pearl-sized crystal light clusters hanging on the white and delicate palms, one left and one right, one black and one white, faintly emitting a faint sword sound.

The little sword spirit raised his eyebrows and said: "These two broken swords are lucky, they have initially formed a sword spirit fetus, although the sword body is destroyed, but the spirit fetus is still there, this sword spirit divides them a little bit of vitality, retains their spiritual sense, and recast the sword body in the future, what are you crying and crying, is it not a shame?"

The little sword spirit raised his head and snorted, and handed his hands towards Shi Xiaobai, "Take it!"

Shi Xiaobai was stunned and took over the black and white light cluster from the little sword spirit's small hand, and the clear sword roar suddenly sounded, with excitement in the weakness, the black and white light cluster trembled lightly in Shi Xiaobai's palm, and moved slowly.

Shi Xiaobai's reddish eyes slowly lit up.

The black and white swords are alive!

"This ......"

Great sorrow to great joy, the change was too fast, Shi Xiaobai was stunned for a while.

"What this, this!"

Xiao Jianling crossed his hands on his hips, blew his eyebrows and glared: "It is said that it is a pile of broken copper and iron, let you eat, you don't want to eat, you have to force this sword to be smart and rough, and you also shed saliva, tears and snot all over the place, dirty or not!"

Shi Xiaobai's face turned red, and he said, "Can't you explain it earlier......"

"Hmph! This sword spirit is angry with you!"

The little sword spirit pointed at Shi Xiaobai, and said: "It's not terrible to have no common sense, but you have no common sense, but you have become the master of this sword spirit, do you know that this sword spirit is frightened every day? The sword body can be destroyed, and the spiritual sense cannot be destroyed, this kind of common sense is not known, you are embarrassed to say that you learn the sword by yourself? If you don't have this sword spirit, you not only have to kill the sword spirit fetus of these two broken swords, but you don't know what price to pay for that pile of worthless broken copper and iron, do you say you are stupid? This sword spirit is not angry when he sees it?"

Shi Xiaobai smiled awkwardly, and had to admit that what Xiao Jianling said was very reasonable, and he was really speechless.

The little sword spirit obviously had a deep grudge, and said unrelentingly: "You are still young, and it is acceptable to be weaker in force, although this sword spirit hopes that you will reach the spirit king realm as soon as possible, so that this sword spirit can recover faster, but this sword spirit can't do such a lack of virtue as 'pulling seedlings to grow', so you just need to become stronger at the current speed." But can you have a longer memory, learn more common sense, and read more books?"