A hint of urgency appeared on Shen Yan's pale face.

Shen Yunge looked at the brocade box, his eyes flashed slightly, and strange emotions came to his heart.

She hesitated for a moment, then took the brocade box and opened it.

A moon-white bracelet lay quietly on the black silk cloth, like a touch of white moonlight flowing in the night, bright and white.

In all fairness, this is a beautiful bracelet, and it is difficult for a woman to hate such a gift.

However, Shen Yunge couldn't be happy.

For some reason, she found the bracelet to be an eyesore, even glaring.

She took a deep breath and closed the brocade box, her tone slightly urgent, "Thank you, I like it very much." ”

Shen Yunge's upbringing made it impossible for her to say radical words to Shen Yan.

She had already decided in her heart that when she got back, she would put the brocade box in the corner and seal it in the dust.

Shen looked at her steadily, reached out and snatched the brocade box, and then threw it out.

The attic where the Lord of Yunhe Peak was located was originally seen by the mountain wall, and Shen was tired of throwing it, so he directly threw the brocade box out of the range of Sword Peak.

The brocade box made a whirring sound in the air and fell vertically.

Seeing that the brocade box was about to fall off the cliff, Shen Yunge's feet moved, and he subconsciously wanted to take it back.

Shen Yan stood in front of her and said stubbornly: "Sister, as long as it is something you don't like, no one can force you to accept it." ”

Even if the bracelet almost hollowed out all the accumulation of Shen Yan, and Shen Yunge didn't like it, he could still destroy it without blinking.

Shen Yunge looked at Shen Yan in a daze, as if he knew him for the first time.

She always knew that Shen Yan had a special affection for her.

Previously, she named this feeling dependence.

But in retrospect, the word "dependent" is not enough.

She saw even more burning emotion in her disgusting eyes.

Shen Yunge couldn't distinguish the emotions inside for a while, and couldn't help but be greatly moved.

She forgot about the brocade box, and remembered in her mind the cute appearance of Shen Yan when she was a child, and her eyes gradually softened.

"Don't be so reckless in the future."

The familiar and unfamiliar tone fell, and Shen Yan's eyes burst into a scorching light.

He knew Shen Yunge too well, and he immediately noticed that Shen Yunge's attitude towards him had softened.

She no longer rejected herself as she used to, and began to tolerate him and accept him.

Shen was disgusted, and there was a sense of unreality like a dream.

He was afraid that this was his own fantasy.

"Sister?"

His heart was beating wildly, and he didn't dare to breathe, his eyes were fixed on Shen Yunge, not letting go of any expression on her face.

Shen Yunge nodded with a smile and shouted softly, "Ah hate." ”

Ahh

Annoying!

Shen Yan had never felt that his name was so pleasant.

Qi and blood surged, and a strong feeling of dizziness hit.

His body couldn't help but shake.

Shen Yunge was startled and stepped forward to help him.

Shen Yan took a step back and dodged her hand, "It's okay, sister, I'm just too happy." ”

He didn't want Shen Yunge to find that his body was twitching violently.

That would freak the hell out of her.

Shen Yunge looked at his paper-thin body trembling in the wind, and felt a little guilty.

Shen Yan can't choose his identity, and if he could, he definitely wouldn't want to be a servant.

She knew that Shen Yan had not deceived her from beginning to end, but she still vented all her negative emotions on him.

She's also at fault.

Shen Yunge took out a few bottles of pills from his storage bag, stuffed them into Shen Yan, and told him to take good care of his body.

Shen was tired of being hit by a huge surprise, dizzy, and so happy that he didn't know what to do, so he promised again and again.

The siblings were reconciled.

Mo Ci didn't know that just when she was cultivating hard, Shen Yan, who was also a villain with her, had been accepted by Shen Yunge, the daughter of Heavenly Dao, again.

in the room.

It's so quiet that you can hear a pin dropping.

Even the sound of breathing is absent.

Mo Ci sat cross-legged, his five hearts upward, breathing and exhaling according to the heart method of Qingyun Sect.

Wisps of spiritual energy flow into the meridians along the guidance, and run every day.

Suddenly.

She looked moved, and opened her eyes suddenly.

The next moment, a series of lively footsteps came from far and near.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

There was a knock on the door.

Before Mo Ci could get up, Song Ling'er's crisp voice came from outside the door.

"Mo Ci, Mo Ci."

Mo Ci sighed helplessly and got up to open the door.

Before the door was fully opened, Song Ling'er couldn't wait to ask, "Mo Ci, are you honest, haven't you been out of the room for the past two days?" ”

"Senior Sister Song, Senior Sister An."

In addition to Song Ling'er standing outside the door, An Zhiyi was also there.

Mo Ci greeted the two first, and then answered Song Ling'er's question, "Yes." ”

Song Ling'er clapped her hands excitedly, "Ha! I knew it! You and Zhiyi are both cultivators, if I don't come to call you, you will definitely not come out.

The exchange meeting will start tomorrow, and it's too late to cultivate now.

It's not easy to make a trip, don't you want to see what the rest of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect looks like? Well? ”

Mo Ci and An Zhiyi glanced at each other, both a little moved.

On the first day they arrived in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Sect Master Qiu also took them around the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

But time was limited, and they only went to a few places, and they were able to stay for too long.

As a top-level force on the same level as Qingyun Sect, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect must have many outstanding features in the construction of the sect.

What's more, Song Ling'er's words are also very reasonable.

The exchange meeting is imminent, and it is useless to cramm, it is better to go out for a walk and relax.

"So where are we going now?"

An Zhiyi looked at Song Ling'er.

Since Song Ling'er came to them, she must have planned it a long time ago.

Really.

Song Ling'er smiled, took out a scroll from her sleeve, and shook it proudly in front of the two of them, "I'm ready." ”

She spread the scroll out, revealing the map inside.

"This is the small map I got from the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, do you know which three of the three sword blades are?"

Mo Ci and An Zhiyi shook their heads together.

Song Ling'er snorted lightly, "Hmph, I guess you don't know, or I'll tell you."

The three unique sword blades refer to the sword stele, the sword cliff and the sword mound. ”

Mo Ci's heart moved, "Doesn't the sword tablet refer to the stone tablet in front of the gate of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect?" ”

"That's right!" Song Ling'er cast an appreciative look at her, "The words on that stone tablet were engraved by the ancestor of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and every stroke contains the supreme sword intent he comprehended. ”

Mo Ci nodded knowingly.

They had already learned the power of the sword tablet.

Song Ling'er looked left and right mysteriously, and said in a low voice: "I heard that in fact, that sword tablet was actually copied by the Ten Thousand Swords Sect later, and the real sword tablet was hidden in the forbidden place of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and only disciples who have been recognized by the sect can go to visit." ”

Song Ling'er thought that Mo Ci and An Zhiyi would be very surprised when they heard the news, but who knew that the two looked at her suspiciously.

Song Ling'er was anxious, "What do you two mean?" Don't believe me? It's a secret that I've spent a lot of effort figuring out! Most people don't know about it! ”

Song Ling'er is really not exaggerating, she has been going out to socialize a lot in the past few days, and she has sent out a lot of things before she heard about these gossip.

If it weren't for their good and the fact that they were both disciples of Tianchi Peak, she would not be willing to make selfless contributions.