For a while, countless golden lights flashed on the peak, mixed with various colors of knife light, rendering the night sky into a colorful ink plate.

Knife Heart?!

Wei Ze raised his eyebrows slightly, smiled and took An Yinrou into his arms, with a look of relief in his eyes.

An Yinrou leaned lightly on his shoulder, with both relief and regret in her eyes: "It's a pity, Jiang Quinoa is not a monk in my Canglan Realm......"

It's a pity that such a disciple with extremely high comprehension and tenacity doesn't belong to their Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

Wei Ze nodded approvingly, although Jiang Quinoa had already comprehended the sword intent in advance, it was really rare to realize his own sword intent in such a short period of time and give birth to the sword intent.

Fang Cai's golden knife is the sword heart that belongs to Jiang Quinoa, and it will pave a golden avenue for her future knife path.

There are countless sword cultivators in the Canglan Realm, and there are not many outstanding genius disciples, and there are not many who may realize the sword heart.

Even in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Jiang Quinoa will be highly valued by the sect.

Of course, she really deserves it.

Even if she doesn't realize the sword heart, her resilience deserves a better future.

The world is so big, there are countless people of all kinds, and there are not many people who can really recognize the future direction and make unremitting efforts for it.

Some people are willing to be ordinary and enjoy life, but there are also people like Jiang Quinoa who are full of enthusiasm and pursuit for cultivation.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and left from the peak hand in hand, leaving Jiang Quinoa alone to continue to fight against countless long knives on the peak.

It's a great opportunity to exercise, and you can't miss it.

In this way, Jiang Quinoa stayed at the top of the peak, using the knife intent to fight against the long knife day and night.

The golden knife had returned to her dantian and could not be entrenched, and now she only needed to move her mind to break through her body and attack the long knife.

At first, she was not fast, and she was still often injured by long knives, until she became more proficient, and she could almost move the knife at will, and it came out instantly.

A long knife came to naught in front of her eyes, and it also took away a little scar on Jiang Quinoa's body.

Destroy a knife and the injuries caused by that knife will disappear as if nothing ever existed.

Jiang Quinoa knew that this must be a special method of the two big guys, and it might even be just an illusion, and his heart was full of gratitude to them.

How lucky she was to be given this opportunity to be pointed.

She owes a lot of money.

Jiang Quinoa's eyes lit up, and another long knife shattered, turning into fragments and merging into the dome.

While she was practicing hard, Pei Xi silently appeared on the mountain, leaning against the stone wall alone, waiting for the moment when Jiang Quinoa succeeded.

He had always had a question in his mind, and now it was time to solve it.

He looked shallowly, and the girl at the top of the peak was covered in blood, lying quietly on the ground, even if she had lost her limbs at the moment, her body still shone with some dazzling light.

Her eyes were resolute, and her face was mottled with blood, but Pei Xi felt that she had a different kind of beauty at this time.

It was also at this time that he paid serious attention to what ginger quinoa looked like.

The good-looking skins are the same, and the dazzling soul is the most attractive.

Pei Xi's eyes fell on Jiang Quinoa, watching the injuries on her body heal little by little, her limbs regrown, and there was a slight smile in her eyes, and she was sincerely happy for Jiang Quinoa.

Finally, the last long knife was destroyed, Jiang Quinoa's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, his body was completely flattened, and he lay on the ground.

She let out a long sigh of relief, her whole body was limp and weak, and she was tired.

This exhaustion did not come from the body, but from her soul.

So sleepy......

Jiang Quinoa's eyelids trembled a few times, and he couldn't bear it anymore and fell asleep.

She lay on the top of the peak in her blood-stained robe, and the moonlight shone faintly on her in the cold night.

Pei Xi walked out of the dark at this time, walked to Jiang Quinoa's side, bent down and gently turned her body over, allowing her to lie down comfortably.

Then he took out a new black robe from the storage ring and gently covered her.

He picked up the scimitar that had fallen not far away, sat down not far from Jiang Quinoa's side, and took out the scimitar that had been lying in the storage ring.

The two were placed on the ground by him, and the appearance was really the same when he looked closely, the only difference was that Jiang Quinoa's scimitar was not engraved.

Pei Xi took the scimitar in his hand, not knowing that the engraved name had turned into a streamer symbol and drilled into Jiang Quinoa's sea of knowledge, he just raised his eyebrows slightly in confusion, and carefully felt the grip of the scimitar.

Even these details are exactly the same as their own scimitar, how can everything be so coincidental?

What's the secret?

Pei Xi's faint gaze fell on the sleeping Jiang Quinoa, and he reached out for her to pull the corner of her clothes that was blown away by the breeze.

He withdrew his gaze and held the two scimitars in his hands.

The night passed quietly.

The morning dew sprinkled on her body, the morning light was born, Jiang Quinoa opened her eyes in a fog, and the tiredness finally left her, replaced by a refreshed mind.

She sat up slowly, and the black robe came into view, making her slightly stunned.

There was a whirring wind in her ears, and she looked over to see a familiar figure.

Pei Xi was standing on the edge of the cliff in black clothes, holding the scimitar in his hand, and was practicing his knife technique.

Because the scimitar was contracted by himself, there was no special reaction, and it was held in his hand like an ordinary knife.

Pei Xi didn't seem to care, and took it back after simply pulling a knife flower.

He turned his head, and the early morning sun shone behind him, making him look more and more immortal.

Pei Xi slowly paced towards Jiang Quinoa and handed her back the scimitar: "I'm sorry, I moved your things with curiosity for a while." ”

He's not a guy who can move other people's things at will, it's just that this scimitar is too different.

"Nothing."

Jiang Quinoa still didn't know that Pei Xi was the owner of the scimitar, so he didn't think deeply about taking the scimitar, stood up and took off the black robe on his body and handed it back to Pei Xi.

Pei Xi glanced at her bloodstained robe, and shook her head slightly: "You wear it, I haven't worn this robe." ”

His voice was faint, but Jiang Quinoa heard a concern in it, hesitated for a moment, smiled and thanked him, neatly took off his coat and changed into this black robe.

She wears white or light-colored robes most of the time, and she is not used to changing into black robes at first.

Jiang Quinoa looked at Pei Xi, whose eyes were still on the scimitar, and sighed in her heart, Pei Xi seemed to be not quite the same as she imagined.

In the Great Dao Sword Spectrum, he was indifferent and resolute, full of murderous aura, and his domineering spirit was fully displayed with a wave of his hand.

Originally, she thought that such Pei Xi would be a character like Ji Wuchen, like the flower of Kaolin, silent and cold.

But after they met, she found that Pei Xi was a very patient person, occasionally smiling, occasionally angry, and knowing how to care about others.

She loves to be around people like that.

Very comfortable and at ease.

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