(Girls' Literature) She had seen the Nine Dragons Holy Sword, with numbers engraved on the hilt.

This sword is too ordinary, and it doesn't look like the Nine Dragons Holy Sword at all.

Qiu Yue looked at Yun Yi and shook the holy sword in her hand, "Sister Yun Yi, do me a favor." ”

Touch!

The two swords collided, and the originally plain and unremarkable long sword instantly shone brightly, and there was a low dragon groan.

The brilliance flashed, revealing the original face of the holy sword.

In an instant, pictures flashed through Qiu Yue's mind like a movie.

The red earth, the broken mountains and rivers, above the nine heavens, a big black hand fell, destroying the heavens and the earth.

The eighth elder of the Yun family fought bloodily, burning his own body with his essence to fight against the big hand, and finally disappeared into the sky with the black hand......

This is the imprint left on the Nine Dragons Holy Sword, and each one is a true portrayal.

Qiu Yue's mood was a little up and down, not only her, but everyone in the Yun family felt it.

At that moment, together with Qiu Yue, they witnessed those tragic and tragic scenes.

If they were a little confused about what they called the Sin Blood before, then at this time, they were full of pride.

The ancestors fought bloodily and shed their last drop of blood to protect all the people, how could such a family be the blood of sin?

They have the blood of their ancestors in their veins, and they are a symbol of glory and justice.

After a long time, Yun Yi's heart gradually calmed down

She looked at Qiu Yue with complicated eyes, "Isn't it the first time you've seen this kind of picture?" ”

Qiu Yue had more than one holy sword in her hand, and if every time she got the holy sword, she could see the battle of its owner during his lifetime, and she speculated that she should have seen more than that.

Qiu Yue nodded, piecing together the scattered pictures in her memory, and roughly came to it.

The nine saints of the Yun family fought in the sky and the battlefield, and finally died a glorious death.

The descendants of such a family that fought for the world are still alive and below as lowly slaves and lowly ants.

How mocking and ridiculous.

Qiu Yue raised her eyes, glanced at it, and found that every Yun Clan member had their hands clenched into fists, and their faces were full of excitement.

Bang!

The Nine Dragons Holy Sword stood on the ground, and a huge pit appeared.

Everyone was shocked, this sword was too heavy.

"Whoever of you can take it, the sword will be him."

She already has two holy swords in her hands, and now that the Yun Clan has rebuilt, it is necessary to leave one sword in the Zhen Clan.

But they must be able to pick it up, or they will not be able to use it if they have an empty treasure, and they will have to be placed there as decorations.

Qiu Yue left the place, leaving only everyone in the Yun Clan looking at each other.

When I came to the living room, Master was playing chess with Feng Luotian.

And Feng Yu'er was making tea obediently on the side.

The arrival of the autumn moon made the three people and one bird raise their eyes at the same time.

"Sister, are you all done?" The affairs of the Yun Clan, none of them outsiders intend to get involved.

"Sort of." The only thing now is to hope that someone will pick it up.

The two men continued to play chess, Qiu Yue glanced at it, and became interested, on the chess surface, these two men were unexpectedly equal.

Every step is a big killing machine.

Qiu Yue looked at Su Zi and said in her heart, this time, Master has met an opponent.

"Sister, sister, are you really from the Yun Clan?"

Feng Yu'er's eyes were shining, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

On the side, Feng Luotian's hand paused slightly and continued to play chess.

Qiu Yue nodded, "They are from the Yun Clan, and I am only half of the Yun Clan." ”

She had half of the Qiu family's blood in her body.

"Hey, why is my sister only half of the Yun Clan?"

She didn't understand anymore, and her little face was full of question marks.

"My mother is from the Yun Clan, and my father is not, so it's only half of the bloodline."

Feng Yu'er nodded, it turned out to be like this.

"That sister, is Sister Yun Yi the only eldest lady of the Yun Clan?"