"If I'm not mistaken, I saw you in Jingpu River last night. But at that time, you didn't seem to have the ancient sword on your back. ”

"You're stalking me?"

"Don't get me wrong, girl, with your innate 5-layer cultivation, not everyone can follow you. I have no ill will towards the girl, but can the girl first explain why she is here today and why the girl hurt someone. If it weren't for the girl's fault, I might have been able to let the girl go. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Childe? Oh, of course, as you saw just now, those who confront you are willing to listen to me. ”

Wenren Ke'er looked at Qin Yi seriously for a while, and finally decided to believe Qin Yi, otherwise she would have no other better way to leave here.

"My name is Wenren Ke'er, the ancient sword has been passed down from generation to generation in my master's family, it has been damaged for some reason, and I need to find some strange jade to repair it. As for hurting people today, right or wrong, it was the curator who framed me and wanted to occupy my ancient sword. ”

Kerr briefly summarizes the matter.

"Then what evidence do you have to prove that this ancient sword belongs to your master's sect? If you can, then it's pretty simple. ”

"I can prove it。。。。。。 But the stakes are high, and I ask you to keep it a secret. ”

Wen Renker's expression became a little solemn.

"The ancient sword has a close connection with the exercises practiced by my master, and no one else can pull it out except for the people of my master's sect. If it is a person from my master who runs the exercises, there will be a vision on the sword body, but this sword is seriously damaged, and I can only show it a little, please forgive me. ”

Wen Ren Ke'er untied the ancient sword behind his back and held it in his hand, and gently stroked his left hand from the scabbard, the action was like stroking his own child, extremely gentle, extremely reluctant.

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Hearing this, Ke'er's right hand holding the hilt of the sword exerted a slight force, and a slight friction sound sounded, and the sword body of the ancient sword slowly appeared in front of Qin Yi's eyes.

The whole body of the ancient sword is blue-gray, and the color is dull. The full sword is 90 centimeters long and weighs 2.8 kilograms. Among them, the hilt of the sword is 25 cm long, the sword body is 60 cm long, 8 cm wide, and about 0.6 cm thick, the sword head is slightly convex and gourd-shaped, and the sword lattice (the protruding part of the place where the hilt and the sword body are separated) is square and two fingers wide. There is a dark gold stripe 1 cm wide on the spine of the sword, which extends from the sword grid to the tip of the sword. The tip of the sword has a small arc and looks sharp.

The whole ancient sword gives people the feeling: simple, heavy, not very dazzling. Just like those newly unearthed bronzes, due to the long time buried in the ground, the metal on the surface of the utensils oxidizes, and the color will gradually fade.

"Look carefully!"

Hearing that Ke'er let out a low sigh, running the true qi, the originally dull sword body suddenly overflowed with a faint blue light, gradually covering the entire sword body, and the color became brighter and brighter. The hilt and lattice of the sword have not changed much, and they are still blue-gray.

Qin Yi suddenly felt the divine dragon true qi in his body tremble slightly.

"Good sword! It fits perfectly with your dragon true qi! This sword is simply made for you! ”

The little golden dragon suddenly appeared in the aura space of the Divine Dragon Order.

"Is it really that exaggerated?"

"Howe is not exaggerating. Just try it and you'll find out. ”

The little golden dragon disappeared after speaking!

Wen Ren Ke'er had already returned the ancient sword to its sheath at this time, and the ancient sword had returned to its previous dull blue-gray color. She saw that Qin Yi lowered her head slightly as if she was thinking about something, and she didn't interrupt without making a sound.

In fact, Qin Yi had basically determined that this ancient sword was really Wen Ren Ke'er's at this time, and the facts were already obvious, not to mention the vision of the ancient sword just now, just looking at Wen Ren Ke'er's demeanor when he touched the ancient sword, Qin Yi had no doubts.

"Girl, I have a small request, can you let me touch the ancient sword?"

Qin Yi blushed slightly, his request was too abrupt, he was worried that Wen Ren Ke'er would suspect that he had the same bad intentions as Curator Yu, so it would be embarrassing.

"Why?"

Wen Ren Keer was indeed a little unhappy.

"Girl, don't me, if I say that I have a special feeling for this ancient sword, will the girl believe it?"

"Are you serious, Qin Yi?"

Hearing Qin Yi's answer, Wen Ren Ke'er was not only not slightly angry as just now, but was a little nervous.

"I'm not sure, why don't I touch it?"

Wenren Ke'er didn't hesitate this time, holding the ancient sword with both hands, bent down slightly, and handed the ancient sword to Qin Yi with a solemn expression.

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Qin Yi took the ancient sword, prayed silently in his heart, and then used a wisp of divine dragon true qi to cover the hilt of the sword, and at the same time pulled out the ancient sword.

The ancient sword suddenly emitted a dazzling blue light, which only lasted for a second, and then it actually retracted on its own, and slowly formed two dark blue seals [Qinglan] where the sword body was close to the sword grid.

Qin Yi looked at Wen Ren Ke'er blankly:

"Didn't you say that others can't pull it out? And what's the matter with my golden light? ”

Wen Ren Ke'er's expression was even more exaggerated than Qin Yi's, and the open mouth could easily stuff two tea eggs.

Wen Ren Ke'er didn't speak, just stared at Qin Yi so closely, I don't know when, two lines of tears fell gently.

Qin Yi didn't know why Wenren Ke'er suddenly cried, and hurriedly handed over the ancient sword.

"I'm sorry, don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to snatch your sword. Then, the sword will be returned to you, take it quickly! ”

Wen Ren Ke'er did not take the ancient sword, she suddenly clenched her hands into fists and knelt on one knee.

"The eleventh generation of the Sword Pavilion's sword attendant hears that Ke'er is the sword master."

Qin Yi was instantly stunned!

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When Qin Yi walked out of the museum with Wenren Ke'er, Liu Donghai immediately greeted him.

"Ke'er, you first follow Team Leader Liu to the police station to make a record, just answer truthfully, and when the record is completed, let Team Leader Liu help send you to Villa 78."

"Yes! Son! ”

Ke'er replied respectfully with the ancient sword on his back.

Ke'er just lived or died in the museum and had to call Qin Yi "Sword Master", saying that he was a master and did not dare to disobey. Qin Yi said a lot of things, but Ke'er agreed to change his words, and finally Qin Yi had to acquiesce to the title of "Childe", after all, the title of "Sword Master" is too thunderous, and compared with it, "Childe" is easier to accept.

Liu Donghai's mind was spinning fast, and as soon as Ke'er followed Qin Yi out, he discovered Ke'er's abnormality. Ke'er looked at Qin Yi's eyes with great respect, just like the absolute worship of the king by the ancient courtiers.

So Liu Donghai didn't ask anything, he knew what to do.

As for the ancient sword, hehe, who would dare to grab it? Just look at Curator Yu's appearance of vomiting three liters of blood and half dead. Curator Yu's plan was in vain, not only did the ancient sword not be caught, but his future future is estimated to be over.

Qin Yi returned to Villa 78 first, and the two Fan Xiaoying sisters had already gotten up and were eating a loving breakfast made by Qin Yi.

"Qin Yi, this weekend, why did you run out so early?"

The lively and lovely Fan Xiaohan winked at Qin Yi.

Qin Yi looked at Fan Xiaoying awkwardly, thinking about how to explain.

"Sister Ying, if... I said if, if I told you I picked up a maid, would you two believe me? ”

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The purple potato porridge in the mouths of the two sisters squirted out at the same time.

Qin Yi hurriedly grabbed a few tissues to wipe their mouths clean.

Looking at Qin Yi's aggrieved, helpless, and not at all joking eyes, the two Fan Xiaoying sisters suddenly became interested.

"Really picked up a maid?"

"Hello girl, laundry, cooking, tidying up the room, ah!"

"Where is it, I'll take a look, hurry up!"