"Lend me your sword. Lin Yue said to the Sword Demon.

And the sword demon didn't think twice, with a flick of his fingers, the sword bag on his shoulder was immediately spread out and spread on the ground, and dozens of swords in the sword bag were displayed in front of everyone.

It is said that the sword demon likes swords all his life, and he has one hundred and eight famous swords in the world, and everyone knows that the legend is true when they see this scene.

Immediately afterwards, the sword demon pointed at one of the swords with one finger, and with a hook between his fingers, the sword suddenly flew out with a soft roar, and fell directly into Lin Yue's hand.

Holding the cicada sword in his hand, he can't feel its weight at all, and the sword body is as thin as a cicada's wings, extremely transparent, which can be described as the sword as its name.

Even so, no one would think that this sword was simple, first of all, this sword was owned by the sword demon, and secondly, from the cold air emitted from the blade, it was definitely nitpicking, and it killed countless people.

And judging from the aura contained in the sword, it has at least reached the level of the holy level.

And the sword similar to the Cicada's Sword had one hundred and eight swords in the hands of the Sword Demon, and each one of them was extraordinary, which surprised them.

It's just that after Lin Yue took the cicada sword, he didn't feel anything because of this, and waved it in the air at will, drawing a few sword flowers before nodding with satisfaction, and said: "You will stay with me for a few days in the past few days, and I will give you a treasure at that time, so that you don't have to carry a heavy sword bag around every day." ”

In this regard, the sword demon did not agree, nor did he refuse, and after putting away the sword bag, he returned to his position and closed to recuperate.

The sword demon has always been a loner, arrogant and uninhibited, and sometimes doing things strangely, at this time, Lin Yue no longer bothered him when he closed his eyes and rested.

Qingshuang's eyes were full of hatred when he looked at the sword demon from beginning to end, as if he wanted to break him into pieces, and Lin Yue naturally noticed this.

I also know why this is from Qingshuang's mouth.

For the sword demon to slay the dragon, Lin Yue also heard of it for the first time, although it was a little unbelievable, but what Qingshuang said in person also made him unable to doubt it.

Who called Qingshuang a dragon in itself?

She was originally a Xuanfrost dragon that had survived for hundreds of years, and she once hid in the Hundred Miles of Smoke Lake in the Burning Sun Country because she was chasing and killed by the strong, sleeping all year round to recuperate her body.

Three months ago, the country of Yanyang was covered with frost, and when it was frozen for thousands of miles, it woke up Qingshuang from sleep, and Lin Yue also inadvertently encountered Qingshuang at that time, and persuaded her by chance, so that she has been by his side.

Qingshuang is the identity of the Xuanshuang Dragon, which has always been known only to Lin Yue, and Qingshuang has always lived in human form.

It wasn't until that day that Lin Yue was in danger that she had to show up to make a move

And the perception of the dragon clan has always been the keenest, and it is quite united, when she sensed the smell of dragon blood on the sword demon, it was clear what had happened to the frost, so she was so hostile to the sword demon and afraid of the sword demon.

He shook his head and said to Qingshuang: "Don't look at it, you can't beat him with your strength." ”

After saying that, he walked straight out, although Qingshuang was indignant in his heart, but he had to admit that the strength of the sword demon was strong, just from the fact that he easily blocked her dragon breath.

Although Qingshuang has fallen greatly on weekdays, she has never been an impulsive person, and in the face of an invincible enemy, she will naturally not be stupid enough to go to the sword demon to fight hard.

If you want revenge, at least you have to wait until your strength is strong enough.

And after Lin Yue walked out, Lao Cheng Qingshuang also walked out with him, after all, he has always been around such a legendary character, and the pressure is too great.

Thinking about it, they would prefer to stay by Lin Yue's side.

After Lin Yue walked out of the hall, he happened to see Bai Ling'er walking over with a broom, and at this time, her white face was dirty again.

"It's done. She wiped her dirty face and said.

Lin Yue nodded, looked at her gray, and said, "Why is it dirty like this, go wash it quickly, I will ask Lao Cheng to prepare a clean dress for you." ”

Hearing this, even Bai Ling'er of the Heavenly Maiden couldn't help but feel sour, as a Heavenly Maiden, when did she do these rough jobs, she was not afraid of being tired, but she was unwilling, when she was doing these things, she had always been strong and endured, but when Lin Yue comforted her with a word of concern, those grievances broke through the embankment like a flood, making her eyes red.

It's just that this emotion didn't last for more than three seconds before it was broken by Lin Yue's words.

"After washing, cook the rice quickly, so don't get the food dirty. After speaking, Lin Yue left without looking back.

"You!" Leaving Bai Ling'er alone, she stomped her feet in anger and threw the broom on the ground.

For what Lin Yue did, Qingshuang was okay, Lao Cheng couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw it, this is a heavenly girl, she broke through to the sect-level genius before she was twenty-five years old, but she was a real maid in front of his son-in-law.

Sweeping, laundry, cooking, all have to be done, so that Lao Cheng also sighed secretly in his heart: "Son, you have a little pity for the jade, why not let her warm the bed be better than letting her do these rough jobs!"

Of course, he naturally would not have said these words.

After Lin Yue left, he came to Peach Lake with a familiar car.

Ever since he sank the coffin into Peach Lake, the Peach Lake has been covered with ice, crystal clear, and streamers.

Standing on the shore of Peach Lake, a stream of cold air emanated from the skin, stinging the muscles and bones.

At this time, Lin Yue took out the gourd that Xiaogua had given him from his arms.

This gourd is the size of a human head, and its whole body is green, as if it has been soaked in the river water for too long and has grown aquatic plants.

This is a treasure that Xiaogua accidentally obtained, and he used it to store people's souls.

Being able to store people's souls is naturally not a mortal thing, even Lin Yue didn't expect that Xiaogua would have such an opportunity to get this gourd.

Thinking in his heart, Lin Yue gently placed the gourd in his hand on top of the Peach Lake, and for a while, the gourd was also frozen by the cold air emitted by the Peach Lake, turning into an ice gourd.

After doing all this, Lin Yue held the sword that he borrowed from the sword demon, and swung it in the void, and suddenly, one after another sword qi fluctuated with the sword flower he had drawn.

One sword cut the gourd, another sword cut off the top of the gourd, and another sword dug out the corner of the gourd.

The Cicada Sword is worthy of being called a sword, and it has reached the level of the holy level, and it can easily cut through the cold ice covering the gourd.

In Lin Yue's gentle waving, he was cautious and dignified, and cut the gourd little by little.

And every time the sword was drawn, the frost of Peach Lake would continue to cover the gourd like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and the part that Lin Yue had cut off would turn into green smoke and float away as if it had evaporated.

Qingshuang and Lao Cheng always looked at Lin Yue intently, but they didn't know what he was doing, as for what the gourd was, they had no way of knowing, at this time Lin Yue's expression was focused, and they didn't ask interestingly, and watched quietly.

But he found that this gourd was originally solid, and no matter how Lin Yue cut it, he could always see the fresher and tenderer green meat inside.

Each of Lin Yue's swords was like a heavenly carving, carefully carved to cut off the excess from the ice gourd.

The gourd became smaller and smaller, until it finally became the size of just a fist, and under Lin Yue's last sword, he successfully separated it from Taohu, and with a single sword tip, the fist-sized gourd meat suddenly fell into Lin Yue's hands.

Looking at the strange-looking gourd meat frozen by frost, even Lao Cheng and Qingshuang couldn't help blinking their eyes and looked at them curiously.