Chapter Seventy-Eight: Only the Sword Alone

Hearing Li Xuan's answer, the woman raised her eyebrows slightly, and her eyes showed a rare hint of appreciation: "If you can have this awareness, you can be regarded as worthy of the sword in your hand...... Hmm, what are you looking at, teenager?"

The woman in white turned her eyes slightly, but she saw a young man who had been frightened by the luxury slave and dropped the sword in his hand, and was looking at the scroll in her hand attentively at the moment.

He tried to squint, as if trying to read the handwriting on the scroll in her hand in the dim light.

He vaguely saw the word sword trick, and couldn't help but be very curious about where Fang Cai's sword move to kill the luxury slave in an instant came from.

Li Xuan, who was originally appreciated by the woman in white, was instantly happy like a childish child who had been praised by Mr., and was excited.

But when I heard such a sentence in an instant, I was so shocked that I almost flew with all my heart.

Xindao has such a presumptuous disciple under his sect, and he dares to stare at this adult indiscriminately, he really doesn't want it!

Before Li Xuan could attack, the young man's face turned red, and he didn't expect that his small private movements were actually keenly captured by the woman.

Suddenly hesitated and said, "I...... I...... I'm looking at the sword book in your hand, and I'm curious...... What is the swordsmanship so powerful? ”

Once the topic mentioned the sword, the woman's face seemed to change from one to the other, and she no longer looked indifferent.

She raised the scroll in her hand and chuckled, "Oh, you said this Ling Xuan Sword Technique?"

Originally, seeing the smile in her eyes floating, the young man's heart was eager.

But when he heard the four words of Ling Xu's swordsmanship, his face suddenly froze, and the eagerness in his heart washed away.

Xindao: Isn't this woman joking with me?

The name Ling Xuan Sword Technique is of course to obtain a crazy drag.

If you don't know, most of you will think that this is a shocking book.

But he is a disciple of the Immortal Sect of the Lich Sect who has been cultivating for more than ten years.

At the foot of the mountain gate of the Lihe Sect, in the mortal market, this so-called Lingxu swordsmanship is not even bothered to buy by a vegetable seller.

Seeing the young man's reaction, the curvature of the corners of the woman's mouth faded a little, shook her head regretfully, and took the sword technique in her hand into her arms.

The heart is really not as interesting as the deer boy.

The young man of the Lihe Sect didn't know that he had inadvertently passed by an unavoidable opportunity.

After such a twist and turn, Li Xuan dared to continue to let his disciples go on.

So he gave an order to let those disciples of the Kaiyuan Realm leave this place with the disciples of the Dao Seeking Realm.

And he wants to continue to go down the ancient cave abyss to find his precious girl.

There's really no way, he has a daughter in his old age, and this girl is also competing, and the spiritual root talent can be regarded as an excellent third-grade talent.

In addition, he received the meritorious gifts from the elders in the sect, and being able to open the Yuan at a young age was also the only thing he was happy about.

Even if he fights for his old life, he will definitely find his daughter!

The woman in white looked down at the little deer who shrugged her head, and thought strangely in her heart, most of the people in the world wanted to follow her but didn't have that opportunity.

How did you get to you, a fawn, just reluctantly looking like I forced you to obey.

The woman in white pursed her lips without a trace, and then her ass very unceremoniously got on the back of the fawn, and rode lazily on it.

She touched the little horn on Xiaolu'er's head and said, "Li Xuan, if you are worried about your daughter, you don't have to, five days ago I picked up an unconscious teenager in the South China Sea, and his sword is your daughter's Qiushui sword.

Qiushui Sword has recognized the young man as the master, I think that Qiushui Sword was given to her by your daughter herself, since she has this leisure and elegant gift of saber, I think she has safely left this Ten Thousand Demons Ancient Cave. ”

The disciples who had been scattering their teams to prepare for Edgeworth's departure suddenly had extremely strange expressions.

Everyone secretly glanced at the old sect master with a constipated face, and decided that it was better to keep their mouths shut obediently.

But everyone still couldn't help but slander themselves.

Juvenile?

Where did the teenager come from?

How did you get my sister's sword?

Senior Brother Lu has liked Little Senior Sister for so many years, but he has never seen Little Senior Sister give him a private item.

How did you come out to experience it, and the swords were all sent out?

Poor Senior Brother Lu.

As if she hadn't seen Li Xuan's face, the woman in white continued: "And the current Endless Sea is not very peaceful, the sky is full of crows, just your tender little cabbage-like disciples, it is not enough for them to arch a round." ”

Li Xuan pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly, looked at the woman and smiled reluctantly: "My lord, I'm sure that the young man in the sea is holding the Qiushui Sword of my family's wine." ”

The woman's eyebrows frowned slightly, and her face was unhappy: "Do you think I will recognize a sword by mistake?"

Li Xuan's heart suddenly froze, knowing that he had asked an extremely redundant and stupid question at this moment, and hurriedly sneered: "It's the junior who is stupid! ”

Stupid masters are often able to teach even more stupid apprentices.

Seeing that the woman's complexion did not improve much, the Lihe Sect disciple muttered in a low voice: "That adult looks very remarkable, how can he care that the sword used by the senior sister is the Qiushui Sword?"

The voice was so small that he thought others couldn't hear it.

But what kind of realm Li Xuan and the woman in white are.

Suddenly, Li Xuan's face stiffened, and he couldn't wait to go up and slap this stinky boy with two big ears!

The corners of the woman's eyebrows moved slightly, and the smile on her face became fading.

She touched the fawn's head, her eyes drooped, and her long eyelashes perfectly covered the pair of water-cut eyes, and she couldn't see what emotion it was.

"I'm a boring person, I don't like piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and I don't like the stars and hexagrams, and I don't like the hairpins.

I like to remember the name of the sword, I like to memorize the sword spectrum, there is no sword in this world that I can't recognize, and there is no swordsmanship that I don't know, this explanation...... You're satisfied. ”

The disciple of the Clutch Sect suddenly turned red, and although he wanted to reply with a very hard remark in his heart, he exaggerated.

But as soon as he thought of Fang Cai's amazing sword butterfly killing technique, he couldn't help but subconsciously touch his head, and decided that it was better to keep his mouth shut.

At this moment, a woman's sneer came from the top of everyone's heads.

Everyone was shocked, including Li Xuan, and they all suddenly raised their heads and looked for prestige.

Only the woman in white was alone, her expression was indifferent, as if she had already noticed it, and did not give much change in her expression.

Bare hands gently turned over the hair on the fawn's head, as if trying to find a lice to play with.

Everyone raised their eyes and saw strange rocks standing vertically and horizontally on the black grotto rocks.

The red-hooked waning moon outside the ancient cave was swallowed by dark clouds, and part of the moon body seemed to have been returned a few points.

The scarlet moonlight slanted in from outside the cave, cutting the crimson moonlight into a silhouette like years under the vertical and horizontal columns of the rocks, and poured it on her red clothes one by one.

The woman in red stood on a protruding rock, half-leaning against the mountain wall, her eyes blue and gloomy.