Chapter Ninety-Six: Cold Spirit

Hearing the girl say this, Han Cang, who had a childish face, also said with a slight anger: "That kid is a waste!

"When you asked me to participate in the Storm and Storm War, I Yujian Brother Hao. At that time, I and a few people from that Fengtang entered an ancient secret realm, but we were attacked by ancient fierce spirits and suffered heavy losses. And at this moment, the people of the Cloud Hall led by the inner disciple of the Blue Sword Sect, Lan Qingyan, surrounded us. If it weren't for Brother Hao, who happened to pass by at that time, and Lu saw the injustice and acted angrily, I'm afraid I would have fallen that day...... Brother Hao's kindness and affection to me, I will never forget it for the rest of my life. Lan Ruoling seemed to remember the scene when Ao Tianhao desperately rescued him during the chaotic war, and looked out the window and said with a slightly flushed face.

Although it is said that the Great Sect is a disciple selection competition in the Five Domains (Southeast, Northwest, Central, and Five Regions), many major sects will send disciples into the battlefield of the Storm and Storm Chaos War. Recruit some disciples with excellent talents, strong combat effectiveness, and development potential. It stands to reason that this is extremely unfair, the disciples sent by the small sects are definitely not as good as the disciples of the big sects, and the disciples who are attracted will be relatively few, but because many sects will do this, no one cares, and the sect masters of these big sects also turn a blind eye.

"Hmph, Blue Sword Gate, now it no longer exists!" Thinking of the Blue Sword Gate, Han Cang sneered, then his face softened a little, looked at his daughter Han Ruoling and said: "Ruoling, the inner disciple of the Half Jade Pavilion of the Sanpin Sect, the Half Jade Building, but every once in a while, I have to come to our Cangshan to visit you." ”

The Blue Sword Gate, the five-grade sect of that year, had been forcibly wiped out by Han Cang five years ago with several Spirit Venerable Realm powerhouses, and the Blue Sword Sect was also removed from the annals, and only a few Heavenly Spirit Masters in the entire sect escaped.

"It is his business whether he sees me or not, and I will not see him when he visits me. If Brother Hao doesn't come to me, I'll go to him and ask him if he forgot me. Han Ruoling talked about Ao Tianhao, and her delicate face also showed a touch of red, showing the appearance of a little daughter.

"Hey...... Ruoling, what good do you do this?" Han Cang shook his head when he looked at his daughter's expression, and said with a sigh.

"Don't dissuade you, Dad, I said it, I won't marry Brother Hao in this life! Okay, I'll continue to cultivate. After Han Ruoling finished speaking, he closed his eyes, sealed his hands, and began to absorb the aura of heaven and earth.

Ten years, Aotianhao, my daughter has been thinking about you all the time for ten years. In the past ten years, do you know how many great sects and great dynasties Ruoling has rejected? How can you be a stinky boy in a poor and remote country? I might as well kill you back then! Han Cangpan sat on top of the **, his eyes flashing with cold light, and he thought secretly.

After that, the Han Cang Venerable also closed his eyes again and continued to cultivate, and the entire mountain with extremely strong spiritual energy also regained its calm......

―――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――― night breeze blows, and the moon hanging obliquely on the horizon is like a jade plate.

In Qingyun City, in the courtyard of the three elders of the Liu family, a young man wearing a cyan robe and extremely handsome appearance was practicing sword practice with a strangely shaped "bone sword".

The young man practiced the left-handed sword, the sword style was smart, a green shirt hunted with the dance of the sword body, and the wide bone sword was like a spirit snake in his hand, extremely flexible.

"Snort!"

Where the sword passed, the thousand catties of boulders were actually cut in half in an instant!

Collecting the sword, the young man held the sword in his left hand, gently stroked the sword body of the bone sword with his right hand, and muttered: "Bone sword, don't let me down, this year's clan competition at the end of the year, you must win the championship, so that Liu Ge will be impressed by me!"

If Ao Shuang was here, he would definitely find this bone sword, which was one of the three sword-shaped spiritual weapons recommended by the boss to him when he and Lu'er went to the weapon shop to choose a spiritual weapon that day. And at that time, he chose Qingyun Sword.

The place where the boulder was cut by the bone sword was smooth and neat, and the sharpness of this bone sword was probably not lower than that of an ordinary low-level spiritual weapon.

At this time, the third elder of the Liu family walked in, saw his son smiled and said, "Jin'er, are you still practicing swords so late?"

"Yes, Dad, there is less than half a month to go before the major families of Qingyun City compete. The young man's name was Liu Jin, and he smiled when he saw his father.

"Well, that's good. The third elder of the Liu family nodded.

"Daddy, if it's okay, I'll go back. Liu Jin said.

"Well, let's go back. The third elder of the Liu family looked at the back of his son leaving, and thought in his heart: Son, this time the clan comparison is not as usual, but the Ao family has a little madman......

In the inner courtyard of the Li family, Li Chengyun, the head of the Li family, was talking with a sturdy young man of eighteen or nineteen, who was holding a long black knife in his hand, and there were black patterns on the blade, which was very beautiful.

"Haha, Xiong'er, how about this demonic knife?" Li Chengyun smiled and looked at his son Li Xiong and said.

"Dad, this knife is simply made for me. I use this sword, and my combat ability has increased by more than thirty percent, even if it is an ordinary high-level spirit master, I dare to try it with him. Li Xiong looked at the low-level spiritual weapon in his hand, and said with a demonic sword.

"Haha, but Xiong'er, remember, there is still half a month left in the clan. This time the clan is compared, don't be cheap and proud of that little brute!" Li Chengyun said with hatred in his eyes.

"I know, Dad, isn't it just a kid named Ao Shuang? Hehe, I won't kill him, that would be bad for our Li family, but the sword has no eyes...... Abolish his dantian, so that he can only be a waste person for the rest of his life......" Li Xiong said gloomily.

"You must know that it is your own brother, who was punched through the chest by him!" Li Chengyun will never forget the tragic situation when his son Li Tong died, and the clothes covered with blood......

"Use his blood to feed my Demon Pattern Knife and comfort my brother's spirit in the sky!" Li Xiong swung his sword, and the black sword swept towards the rockery in front of him......

"Boom!"

The whole rockery suddenly turned into a pile of rubble......

Ao family, in Ao Shuang's small courtyard, Ao Shuang has not been idle recently. Coming back from Qingyun Forest, it was the auction, and after the auction had entered the ancestral realm, and now he finally had to be free for a while, so Ao Shuang was also sitting in his small courtyard, watching the moon in the distance eating small dishes and drinking wine.

Aoshuang crossing is a killer, there are no relatives at all, and there is nothing to haode friends, only customers and employers. So I didn't say the poems of looking up at the bright moon and bowing my head to think of my hometown.

"Singing about wine, what a life is!" Ao Shuang looked at the night sky and sighed after taking a sip of wine.