Ye Xiaowei only felt a burst of coldness,

A cool breath spread throughout his body along his palm.

And this chilling sword, at the moment it was held by Ye Xiaowei,

At first, there was an instinctive resistance, with a thick frost spreading.

But when it felt Ye Xiaowei's breath,

The entire sword body trembled, and it quickly retracted those unfriendly breaths.

Obviously, it was some terrible experience before.

"Count you as acquaintances. ”

Ye Xiaowei sneered.

When he first got his hands on the Chilling Sword, it wasn't as well-behaved as it was now.

Not to mention resisting the spiritual power transmitted by himself, even the sword spirit in the sword body appeared on its own, revealing a commanding look.

I don't know how the previous owner of this sword, "Lao Lin", did it.

Although the material of this sword is said to be excellent, it is obviously not a short distance away from giving birth to spiritual intelligence.

But it actually gave birth to a sword spirit, which made Ye Xiaowei feel unbelievable for a while.

It is precisely because of this that Ye Xiaowei, who is actually not short of swords, will choose to keep this chilling sword by his side.

Even if you don't use it as a natal flying sword, it's quite good to use it to deal with some trivial matters, or to sell it directly after meeting a suitable buyer.

"Lao Lin"'s vision was naturally not as high as Ye Xiaowei's, and it took him most of his life to prepare the materials for refining a powerful Natal Flying Sword.

After he found out that this flying sword gave birth to a sword spirit, he was even more ecstatic, and he used precious materials and his own vitality to support him all day long.

This is also the reason for the lofty attitude of the Chilling Cicada Sword Spirit,

It is afraid that it has become accustomed to the offerings of monks,

After Ye Xiaowei killed "Lao Lin" and broke the storage bag, the sword flew out on its own.

The sword spirit appeared directly in front of Ye Xiaowei, and told Ye Xiaowei with a rather gifted attitude,

"If you want to get this chilling sword, then obediently use spiritual power and cherished materials to nourish me. ”

"In this way, if you can coax me to be happy, I will give you a chance to refine this sword. ”

As for what the result is,

That's obvious.

Li Daocheng's gentleman's sword and Fu Zu's sword are all vying to recognize the master, how can Ye Xiaowei, care about such a small sword spirit?

In his opinion, if the sword is not cut, it will not be a weapon.

And the same goes for Sword Spirit.

As for what to do if the sword spirit is disobedient?

Beat it up and be honest.

If one meal doesn't work, then two.

Immediately afterwards, the arrogant Chilling Sword Spirit encountered the most tragic experience of its sword life.

was caught by Ye Xiaowei using the Soul Deterrent Talisman, and the chilling cicada sword spirit that had been beaten up one after another finally succumbed to Ye Xiaowei's obscenity, and completely became Ye Xiaowei's trophy.

As for why Ye Xiaowei suddenly summoned the Chilling Cicada Sword?

Ye Xiaowei's face suddenly showed a subtle smile, and his right hand was slightly forced,

Holding the blade of the Chilling Sword in one hand, he slammed the sword into the ground!

Smelling the disgusting earthy smell, the Chilling Cicada Sword Spirit suddenly felt nauseous, and subconsciously wanted to control the sword body and retreat.

"Huh?"

Ye Xiaowei hummed a word from his nose and didn't say anything, but it made the Chilling Cicada Sword Spirit shudder.

Thinking of the tragic experience of being beaten by Ye Xiaowei before, the Chilling Cicada Sword could only follow Ye Xiaowei's right hand aggrievedly and began to dig up.

"Do it yourself!"

Ye Xiaowei glared at the Cicada Sword Spirit and spoke.

It could only break away from Ye Xiaowei's hand and began to dig under the grave consciously.

Every time the Chilling Sword dug in, it felt uncomfortable in his heart, as if its entire sword had become impure.

Ye Xiaowei looked at the scene in front of him with satisfaction, and secretly sighed, "Sure enough, it is convenient to have a sword with wisdom." ”

It's just that I don't know if "Lao Lin" is in the spirit of the sky, if he knows that Ye Xiaowei treats his love sword like this, will he be angry.

Even, even those masters of the first peak, the elders of the sect, if they saw Ye Xiaowei's action of digging graves with a flying sword that gave birth to a sword spirit, they could only shout and destroy the heavens.

You must know that even those elders who are quite rich may not be able to possess a flying sword with spiritual wisdom and give birth to sword spirits.

This kind of opportunity is simply something that can be encountered but not sought.

And even if they are them, after getting a sword with spiritual wisdom, they will be carefully cultivated and refined, who would not know how to cherish it at all like Ye Xiaowei?

However, it is normal for Ye Xiaowei to be like this.

You know, he is already the master of the gentleman's sword.

As long as his realm is sufficient, and he is sure that he can bear the consequences of pulling out the Junzi Sword, he can take this famous sword that is one of the best in the whole continent.

What's more, he is also the chosen master of the sword of Fu Dao left by Fu Zu, and the Fu Sword is even more extraordinary than the famous sword that Li Daocheng did not succeed in subduing back then.

Once the sea was difficult to water,

After seeing and even owning these two peerless famous swords, how could Ye Xiaowei be moved by a small sword spirit sword?

At most, it's just a tool.

After all, it is not at the same level as the Gentleman's Sword and the Runic Sword.

The body of the chilling cicada sword is still waving aggrievedly,

The soil on the grave was lifted out little by little, gradually revealing a layer of somewhat moist crust, revealing ......

"What are you doing?!"

An angry and childish voice rang out.

Ye Xiaowei looked up,

It turned out to be a little girl about six or seven years old, with two small mustaches on her head, a small belly pocket embroidered with lotus flowers in pink, and a small slingshot in her hand.

At this moment, he was glaring at Ye Xiaowei, who was standing in front of the tomb.

Shouted again.

"What are you doing in front of my father's grave?"

From the little girl's angle, it was naturally impossible to see the chilling cicada sword that was digging out of the earth and had gone deep into the ground.

And the Chilling Cicada Sword also felt the scene outside, and deliberately made it bad,

Although its digging action continued, the amplitude of its movement was deliberately so small that it could not be seen until it was standing inside.

Ye Xiaowei was stunned and opened his mouth, but he couldn't find a reasonable reason.

What should I say?

Could it be that for the sake of peace and justice in the town, and in order to find out the real murderer, I am going to dig up your father's grave?

It's no wonder that you don't get hacked alive!

Even if this little girl basically doesn't pose a threat to herself, she can't fight back.

Ye Xiaowei didn't want to be beaten in vain.

He bent down, stood at the same height as the little girl, and tried to speak to the little girl in as kind a tone as possible.

"My brother is an immortal. ”

"Brother is here...."

Who would have thought that before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the little girl.

"Whew!"

"It's all liars!"

Ye Xiaowei was stunned, he still had time to react,

The little girl in front of him shouted.

"Grave robbers!"

"No", "I'm not", "I don't" negate the triple.

"You are!"

"I'm not!"

"You are!"

Ye Xiaowei's head is going to be big,

"Listen to me!"

Who would have thought that the little girl in front of him covered her ears.

"I don't listen!"

"I don't listen!"

Then she shouted hoarsely.

"Someone, there's a tomb robber!"