As soon as this wooden heart sword arrived in Xiaoyao's hand, it immediately underwent earth-shaking changes, completely losing the feeling of just a sharp wooden sword, but with a kind of fierce momentum, eager to cut off Tiangang's anger with a sword.

However, it is precisely because this Heart Control Sword is only a half-finished product that this sword power that vows to slash the sky disappeared in an instant.

But even if it is the sword power released at this moment, Zhang Haomin has no doubt that this heart control sword can easily cut mountains and rivers, and even punish immortals.

You must know that this is only a semi-finished product, but it took less than half a day to make it.

Zhang Haomin couldn't help but glance at the Heart Control Sword in his hand, this Heart Control Sword that would take at least three years to make, this Heart Control Sword that could be collected by that stinky old man, what kind of existence would it be?

"It's a pity that this sword can't do it, and it can't withstand too much vitality. ”

Xiaoyao shook his head as he untied the blood contract of the Heart Sword, and the golden blood floated in the air and fused into Xiaoyao's body again.

"How did you get rid of it?"

Zhang Haomin didn't understand why Xiaoyao wanted to cancel the blood contract, but when he took the Heart Control Sword handed over by Xiaoyao, he understood. This Heart Control Sword has cracked, and it is obviously useless.

"Oh my God, that's all for a while?"

Zhang Haomin felt so distressed, how to say it is also a good magic weapon, and he also saved his life, but he was so harmed by the prodigal son of Xiaoyao.

"It's a half-finished product, and I don't even have a sword soul, so I naturally can't bear it. ”

"But that's also a magic weapon that can kill the Divine Chi Realm. ”

"The Heart Blade you have now can do too, and it will only get stronger. Besides, apart from you, the Heart Control Sword itself can only be used by immortals, and it can't even withstand the vitality of immortals. ”

Zhang Haomin didn't bother to take care of him, after all, this thing was made by himself, and if it was broken, he didn't feel distressed. Zhang Haomin did not throw away the cracked heart sword, but received the finger of the son and mother.

"Did you feel its power just now?"

"Well, I think I feel it. ”

The two of them still had time to chat here, but they didn't know that the entire Shenghua Sect, and even the entire Shuishui, were all destroyed by the sword power fryer at that moment just now.

Anyone who could feel the power of the sword was extremely uneasy in their hearts, for fear that an immortal would come to the world and slaughter the common people, because the anger in the sword power was too heavy.

Because Zhang Haomin and Xiaoyao both had the reason for the Hidden Breath Technique, even if they were in the same courtyard, Ye Zhenren and Qiu Gongshou didn't know that this sword power was related to them.

It was just that they felt that the sword power was very close to them, as if they were in the center of the storm, so that neither of them dared to make the slightest move, for fear of angering the master of this sword power and causing trouble for the Shenghua Sect.

In fact, it can't be said that I am afraid, mainly because I don't want to, and older people are always afraid of trouble.

But all this is unknown to the two people in the house.

"This is the sword power of the heart sword, but because there is no sword soul, the sword power is still too weak, otherwise the sword power alone can shatter the mountains and rivers. ”

"Oh my God, so powerful?"

Zhang Haomin unconsciously glanced at the Heart Control Sword in his hand again, feeling as if he was holding a nuclear bomb in his hand, and he could shatter mountains and rivers by relying on power alone, what kind of existence is this.

"By the way, what is a sword soul?

"The Heart Sword without a Sword Soul can't be called a Heart Sword in the strict sense, and the reason why the Heart Sword takes a long time to make is precisely because it is too difficult to cultivate a powerful Sword Soul. ”

"Doesn't that mean that this Heart Steering Sword also has a sword soul?

"You've signed a blood pact, you can just talk to it normally, but it won't necessarily respond to you, and I'm not sure if it has a sword soul or not.

You must know that a powerful heart control sword has to break its head in the fairy world, but it only stays in the small treasury, and it is very likely that the sword soul has been irreparably traumatized, or disappeared, so it will be abandoned. ”

"Then you also said that it was the finished version of the Heart Sword. ”

"Because this sword is indeed a completed version, but I'm not sure if there is a sword soul, and even if there is no sword soul, it can be regarded as a sword mastered by the heart, and it is better than nothing. ”

Zhang Haomin's heart suddenly cooled by half, but he still had strong confidence in the Heart Control Sword in his hand, in case the sword soul recovered during the time when the small vault was placed.

Besides, what Xiaoyao said is right, even if there is no sword soul, it can still be regarded as a heart sword.

"It doesn't matter, even if it's not good, it's better than the one you just made. ”

"That's right. Moreover, the use of the Heart Sword is varied, as the amount of energy you control increases, and the control becomes more and more exquisite, the Heart Sword will also change with your thoughts. ”

"Change?"

"Well, the Heart Sword is not just swinging around with the mind, but completely changing at will, if you want it to be a gun, then it can become a gun, if you want it to be a shield, then it can become a shield. ”

Do whatever you want? Zhang Haomin's mouth suddenly blossomed with joy, isn't it like holding a variety of monsters in his hand, and it is also a nuclear bomb-level variety monster.

"Heart Sword, Heart Sword, can you hear what I said?"

Zhang Haomin waited for a while, but still didn't get a little response, but he didn't give up, after all, he had heard many people say that even vegetative people had the miracle of being awakened, and he believed that his heart sword would also be a miracle.

Xiaoyao has not had time to rest for more than ten days, and his mind feels very tired, so he stretches his waist and asks while yawning.

"Do you have any other rooms here?"

"There are two other rooms next to it, but the keys are not with me. ”

Listening to Zhang Haomin's words, Xiaoyao glanced down at the only bed in the room, obviously with the idea of this bed.

Zhang Haomin saw that the situation was not good, so he immediately put the sword of his heart into the wrench, and as soon as he took off his shoes, he lay directly on the bed, obviously not giving Xiaoyao a chance.

In order not to get up, this guy even let Xiaoyao take advantage of the loophole when he took off his coat, and directly put the coat into the fingers of the son and mother, which is simple and convenient, and he can't put it down.

The room with the lights off was quiet, sitting quietly on a chair, looking at the moonlight that penetrated into the room, I didn't know what I was thinking, and my expression was illuminated by the moonlight, which looked very hideous.

"Xiaoyao, if I don't go inside, you can lie down and sleep for a while. ”

After all, after receiving so many gifts, Zhang Haomin was also a little embarrassed, so he proposed.

Hearing Zhang Haomin's voice, Xiaoyao suddenly returned to his previous calm, but in the eyes of Gu Jing Wubo, there seemed to be a fierce beast that was ready to choose someone to devour at any time.

"No, I'm a god, I don't need to sleep. ”

"Alright then, but I've got a place for you, I'm pretty honest in my sleep. ”

Suddenly, Zhang Haomin felt a sense of weakness, if he had dared to say that he slept honestly before, but since he slept with Qingyurou in his arms, he no longer had that confidence.

"If you're sleepy, just lie down for a while, and if you're not sleepy, forget it. ”

"Hmm. ”

Xiaoyao still sat motionless in the chair, his eyes were firmly fixed on Zhang Haomin's direction, I don't know how long he watched, so long that Zhang Haomin had fallen asleep, and he was smiling happily in his dreams.

Xiaoyao stood up, walked to the side of the bed, looked at Zhang Haomin, and suddenly a tear rolled down on his expressionless face.

Then he knelt on one knee with his right hand, his fist was facing his heart, his left hand was supporting his knee, his head was slowly lowered, and his voice was lowered.

"I am free, I am willing to serve around Zhang Haomin, serve Zhang Haomin as the master, I am a slave, help him achieve supreme results, and reach the peak, in exchange for real freedom, break through the shackles, and get the real freedom.

From now on, until the end of the fate, life and death will not rebel!"

As soon as the words fell, a golden butterfly flew up from Xiaoyao's body, landed on Zhang Haomin's forehead, and disappeared.

With the completion of the contract, there was an extra golden rune on Xiaoyao's back. This rune is Zhang Haomin's life mark, if there are two in Xiaoyao's heart, this rune will not spare him.

But he didn't care, he always wanted this, because as long as this rune was there, he would no longer be the chess piece on the chessboard that could only be dominated by people, and even the person who held the chess could not bring him back.

This was also his real plan during this time, and he needed a contract that could be reached with only unilateral consent.

Because since the last time Zhang Haomin said that he would be his friend, he knew that he would no longer be able to sign an ordinary master-servant contract with Zhang Haomin. Without a contract, he would never be able to escape the shackles of the chessboard.

So he had to take a risk and sign a one-sided contract with Zhang Haomin at a huge cost, because he wanted to gain real freedom, and he wanted to destroy the destiny that had trapped him.

At this moment, although his fate was completely in the hands of Zhang Haomin, for some reason, he finally felt a rare sense of freedom, and a sense of grievance that had been suppressed in his heart was relieved.

He couldn't cry anymore, he could finally live under the sun openly, and he finally didn't need to worry about the old way getting him back again.

Xiaoyao got up and pushed open the door, looking at the outside world, looking at the soft moonlight, looking at the ginkgo that was rustling in the evening breeze, he suddenly laughed.

Closing the door, he walked slowly outside, breathing in the fragrance of freedom, he wanted to go out and see this wonderful world.

Although he couldn't feel the breath of leisure, Ye Zhenren could hear the sound of opening and closing the door, especially after that sword power, he hadn't relaxed his vigilance, so he could listen so carefully.

Listening to the source of this voice, it should be from Zhang Haomin's room, Ye Zhenren couldn't help frowning, and secretly said in his heart, how many secrets are hidden behind this Tyrant's Hidden Breath Technique.