Yun Ling is extremely talented, but he doesn't think about cultivating, and he fights all his life, and finally dies on the battlefield.

In his life, he left only a Spirit Sword sealed with his blood to shock the Quartet.

Yun Ling is dying and prophesy, if any of the younger generations can draw the spirit sword again, it will be his return as the king, just to lead the Yun family to create brilliance.

And Yun Xuchuan is the one who can draw the Spirit Sword!

Someone wants such a sword with their mouth open?

Besides, it has nothing to do with her to save the life?

How old is that face to say that!

Zheng Jianing blushed for her, "Wushuang, if you don't lose your heart and go crazy to a certain extent, you can't say what you say." ”

Zhao Fushuang ignored Zheng Jianing, only looked at Yun Xuchuan and said casually: "Yun Xuchuan, you can think about it, only I have the power to try at this moment, are you giving your life-saving benefactor a ray of life, or guarding your Lingze Sword Glory I?" ”

"Of course, sooner or later, your three princes will rule the world, the whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister, it is their honor to have a few more people work for you, and you don't have to take out the matter of your Cangnan country's righteousness, after all, those who become big things are not informal."

Everyone looked confused, what was going on with this sentence not being persuaded, but it was overwhelming.

Yun Xuchuan looked at Zhao Fushuang.

He had heard her name countless times, and had seen her portrait many times.

Father and mother are both famous, two peerless powerhouses, and her brother is also talented, and he is the only one of Junwu's peers who can compare with him.

She is not a princess, but no princess in the world dares to stand out from her.

Even her sister was born late for a while, and she had to fall on her head, not to mention, in terms of appearance, her sister was too inferior to her, even if she was a straw bag, she was also a noble straw bag!

He admitted that she was the best in terms of appearance and family background, and she was as good as him.

Therefore, his father insisted on letting him marry her, asking her name to bless his future.

Power is important, but how can he marry a straw bale for these and go home day and night, if he wants to choose, he must choose what he can see!

Therefore, he directly advocated to marry her sister, so that the Bai family and the Zhao family were offended to death, and this marriage would be dissolved if it was not dissolved.

It's just that this Zhao Fushuang doesn't seem to be as silent as the rumored Mu Ne, a straw bale vase, at least his heart is particularly black!

Seeing that Yun Xuchuan stared at Zhao Fushuang without speaking, the white fat man who was meditating and healing his wounds spoke urgently, "The Lingze Sword is the ancestor's thing, it is the holy sword, and giving it to others is a great disrespect to the ancestors, and it is also harmful to the fortune of the country, please think twice." ”

It's disrespectful!

It is also detrimental to the fortune of the country!

Talking about righteousness, right?

Zhao Fushuang happily added a fire, "Come on, let's talk about it for a while, maybe your life-saving benefactor will be cold directly, and you won't have to choose anymore, the best of both worlds." ”

Yun Xuchuan looked at Zhao Fushuang coldly, "I'll give it to you, can you pull it out?" ”

"You didn't give it to me, how do you know I can't pull it out?"

"Besides, if you can't pull it out, you can't pull it out, and I'm willing to throw it and play with it."

Yun Xuchuan looked at Zhao Fushuang with dark eyes, holding the Spirit Sword in his hand, and slowly raised it in front of Zhao Fushuang, "People must be saved, otherwise, don't even think about touching the sword!" ”

Zhao Fushuang pondered, "It's okay." ”

When Zhao Fushuang stretched out his hand to take the sword, Yun Xuchuan said with a gloomy face: "Since you have forced me to this point, if I don't do what you want, I will be unkind and unjust, and I will be respected in vain, but you remember, how you take it away today, how he will ask you to send it back." ”

The white fat man who healed his wounds was shocked: "Your Royal Highness, no!" ”

Cannot?

Arrows on the bow, he can listen to you!

Zhao Fushuang took it slowly, Lingze's sword hand was cold and slightly heavy, and the flying dragon on the scabbard was like a real dragon swimming all the time, simple and solemn.

Good sword!

Holding the sword in his hand, Zhao Fu's fox eyes happily hooked, "You still don't know enough about me, if you can take it back, count me Zhao Fu as a loser!" ”

Yun Xuchuan's eyes were cold, Zhao Fushuang didn't care whether he lived or died, and walked towards the woman lying on the ground, and went to draw his sword.

However, the Lingze Sword, which many people in Cangnan Kingdom couldn't pull out, was pulled out by Zhao Fushuang so easily.

The sword is unsheathed, the blade shines, and the sword energy scatters.

The people nearby were forced back by the sword qi almost instantly.

A strong man said that although the Spirit Sword is not of any grade, it is definitely one of the best treasures left in the last era.

Not to mention anything else, even the anger on the people who have been killed is enough for people to stay away.

While everyone was dodging, they suddenly realized something.

How can it be?!

Almost everyone's pupils shrank.

This woman pulled out the Spirit Sword?!

Zhao Fushuang looked at the Lingze Sword with satisfaction, his hand was slightly heavy, his anger was heavy enough, and the sword blade was domineering enough, wasn't this tailor-made for her?

"Good sword, good sword." Zhao Fushuang put the Lingze Sword aside with satisfaction, and pushed the mana into the body of the unconscious woman lying on the ground with both hands.

The woman is indeed dying, the poison is a chronic poison, and it will not kill people at once, but the medicine that Yun Xuchuan fed can be, the effect of the medicine is too domineering, and the seriously injured person cannot absorb it, but is harmed by it.

However, her low-level medicine was useless for such a serious injury, so it was necessary to use someone from the healing department to disperse the medicinal power.

Zhao Fushuang discovered it early, this is a drawback of all the alchemists on the continent today.

will not control the heat and medicinal power, but only blindly open the furnace alchemy to condense the medicinal power.

Including her father's alchemy, there is this drawback, the power is too great, it is possible to do bad things with good intentions, and the idle people can't bear it!

And the elixir she refined is not, her elixir will dilute the medicinal power to the greatest extent and release the medicinal power little by little, which is also the reason why Rong Yin can be so happy.

Zhao Fushuang pushed the medicinal power little by little, this woman's condition was still under control, at least it was much better than when she ran out of oil after refining the Mi Mantra Dan by herself.

Pushing away the medicinal power, Zhao Fushuang began to study detoxification.

The poison on the wound just inhibited the clotting power of her blood and the healing power of the wound, but the poison was not difficult to solve.

Zhao Fushuang rummaged in her own space container, and it was also a woman's life that should not be extinguished, and she really had the antidote.

Over the years, while she was healing in the small broken house, she also refined a lot of elixirs, poisons, and antidotes for entering the peak of the peak, just in case.

Zhao Fushuang saved people wholeheartedly, but he didn't know how upside down the hearts of the people present at the moment were.

The white fat man's face was still full of incredulity, and another cold man who had never spoken from the beginning also swept towards Zhao Fushuang.

However, the shock of the two subordinates of the third prince was far less severe than that of Yun Xuchuan.

Yun Xuchuan couldn't believe that there was anyone after him who could pull out the Spirit Sword so easily!

What does this mean?

Was the prophecy of the patriarchs wrong, or was there another reason?

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