The original taproot bone was good, and he felt that the six-year-old baby was pitiful, so Yuntian brought the person back to the Tibetan Sword Sect and accepted him as a disciple.

For ten years, all kinds of things in the mortal world, Lu Yun who crossed over didn't remember it at all.

For Song Xiao, I only feel vaguely that there is this person.

She doesn't need this kind of marriage.

She picked up the jade pendant that was put together, and threw it into the air under Song Xiao's gaze.

Two fingers and a sword, from top to bottom, sword intent gushing out.

The sharp sword light cut the concentric pei into several pieces, and it couldn't be seen when it fell to the ground.

The ink hair is flying, and the jade is broken.

"Alright."

The sound was like a jade crunch, and Lu Yun skipped the other party and went to Tianfeng, without looking back.

The bell on the waist of the girl in Tsing Yi swayed, and she was cold.

Lu Yun's straightforward attitude made Song Xiao stunned for a moment, he thought that he would need to talk a little more, and even the compensation was ready.

"Senior Brother Song."

Glancing at the back of his little junior sister, Ji Hongxi patted the other party's shoulder, smiling shallowly but not reaching the bottom of his eyes.

"My little sister has nothing to do with you since then."

"He regretted it......"

Speaking of this, Ji Hongxi laughed strangely: "No, it's better not to regret it, otherwise I'm afraid I can't help but kill you." ”

Ji Hongxi, who seemed to be smiling, had eyes as cold as ice.

The killing intent that rushed to the sky made Song Xiao subconsciously want to fight back, but he couldn't move when he was held down by the shoulder.

What kind of wickedness is this!

Song Xiao, who was horrified in her heart, could no longer keep calm on her face, and looked at Ji Hongxi with fear.

But the senior brother still had a smile on his face.

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The words fell, and with a flash, Ji Hongxi had already caught up with Lu Yun's pace.

"Senior sister, don't be sad, if you like beautiful men, senior brother, I'll find you a few more, I guarantee that you are satisfied."

There seemed to be a sword roar.

"Senior sister, if you have something to say, don't draw your sword!"

Song Xiao couldn't help but take a step forward, but the Tianfeng Great Array unfolded instantly, and the mist was layered, covering the shadows of the two of them.

Feeling the majestic killing machine in the big array, Song Xiao took a few steps back.

Cold sweat had already wet his clothes, and Song Xiao's gaze at Wen Tianfeng became heavier and heavier.

What kind of demons are on this?

Lu Yun...... And what.

At the top of the mountain, as soon as Lu Yun came up, he saw a young man in black looking at him.

The face is handsome, the edges and corners are hard, and the face is covered with perennial ice.

Under those cold eyebrows, it looks very difficult to get along with.

"Coming back?" When the young man saw Lu Yun, he took the initiative to say hello.

"Hmm."

Lu Yun is on the surface.

This is her second senior brother Meng Lin.

If Ji Hongxi is a famous courtesan, then the second senior brother is an iceberg snow lotus, very frozen.

The second senior brother is a sword idiot, and in his life, it seems that there is only a sword.

After the death of the original owner, the second senior brother disappeared, and reappeared many years later, at the enthronement ceremony of the heroine.

The sword that pierced the sky was thrilling.

In order to avenge his little sister, this sword idiot has raised swords for many years, and everyone praised the sunrise sheath.

But such a person still died at the hands of the heroine who had already stepped into the tribulation period with half a foot at that time, and followed in the footsteps of the elder brother.

Reminiscing, I saw Meng Lin stabbing Lu Yun with a sword.

The sword light is like night, fierce and abnormal.

Lu Yun didn't panic, Han Jiangxue appeared in her hand and it was a block.

The metal collided, the sword light flickered, the sword intent was Lingran, where the two of them were, there was no grass, and it was a common thing to ask the peak of Tianfeng here.

Lu Yun's master, Yun Tian, began to retreat and impact the Mahayana realm a few years ago, so Lu Yun's cultivation was handled by the second senior brother.

The two often feed each other swords, which is also the cultivation method of the two.

Seeing the way the two of them fought back and forth, Ji Hongxi was speechless.

Meng Lin is now in the Jindan realm, and it is not too simple to fight a disciple of the sixth level of Qi cultivation.

But he pressed the realm and Lu Yun to fight back and forth.

Isn't he just showing off that he is close enough to his little sister?

Snorting coldly, Ji Hongxi left.

Lu Yun turned around, and Han Jiangxue brushed Meng Lin's arm, leaving a trace on it.

The faint chill froze the wound, and there was no blood, but it was serious.

Meng Lin stopped.

"Yes, you won."

"Hmm."

The conversation between the two has never been more than ten words.

Unlike Lu Yun, who is afraid that he can't speak, Meng Lin is really cold and quiet.

"Three days later, wait for you to win."

"Okay."

The black clothes walked away, and the red clothes were gone, and Lu Yun, who had been purified, suddenly had a sad face.

That Feng Yuyao is worthy of being the proud daughter of the sky, she was injured in the experience, and she will break through when she comes back.

Three days later, the other party's realm pressed her two layers, although she was sure, she still had to be cautious.

Lu Yun's spiritual sense fell in his own dantian.

Disciples of the Qi Refining Period, the dantian is filled with spiritual mist, and when these spiritual mist is compressed into water droplets, they can enter the foundation building realm.

Unlike ordinary people in her dantian, in the depths of her dantian, a golden sword blade fragment was floating.

It was a color more brilliant than gold, like a golden crow on the top of the head, and it was not to be looked at.

On the mutilated sword, some quaint runes can be seen.

Occasional flickering glimmer that is difficult to catch.

Lu Yun checked a lot of information, but still didn't understand what it meant.

It was this fragment that brought her into the world of this book, and not only that, but this fragment also became her natal sword.

But this natal sword is mutilated and cannot be used.

Not only that, half of the heaven and earth aura she absorbed in the past was used to improve her cultivation, and half of it had to be used to cultivate this fragment.

This thing has a big appetite, and if it doesn't feed it for a day, it will take the initiative to swallow the spiritual power in its dantian.

This also caused her cultivation progress to be slow.

Ten years of penance, six layers in the Qi refining period, one level lower than that Feng Yuyao, it is really annoying.

The only way is to collect the remaining fragments and restore them, so that the other party will stop absorbing their spiritual power.

And this is what she learned when she went to the Sword Shrine of the Tibetan Sword Sect.

The cold river snow in her hand was made from one of the fragments.

The moment it touched the snow in the cold river, a memory came from the fragments.

These include a way to repair the Natal Sword and a sword trick for yourself.

Thinking about it, Lu Yun lifted the sword again and began to practice the sword every day.

Freezing three feet is not a day's cold.

If she wants to get rid of the end of the tool man and survive under the hands of the male and female protagonists, she must work harder.

In the bamboo forest, the figure of the girl in Tsing Yi staggered until dusk.

Lu Yun, who was sweating lightly, washed up for a while and went to Qingshui Town outside the Hidden Sword Sect.

She was going to buy some pills.

This was just a place used by the disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect to trade and set up stalls, and over time, it developed into the town it is today.

Most of the people who live in this town are outsiders.

Some of these people are here to do business, and some are looking for opportunities to enter the Tibetan Sword Sect.

However, in the hundreds of years since the establishment of the Tibetan Sword Sect, there have been very few successful people.

For the competition in three days, Lu Yun was going to buy something.

"Yo, Miss Lu is here again!"

The voice of joy came from a Dan pharmacy.

"Hmm."

Lu Yun nodded, and the shopkeeper skillfully put the things on the table.