Mu Ying also showed a shocked expression, and looked behind Tang Xibai with a trembling mouth, "Three...... Three-three-three princess?"

"Yan Muxi?"

Isn't she already ......

Tang Xibai turned sideways and looked back in surprise.

There was no figure of Yan Muxi behind him, only a jade-colored orb floating in the air, surrounded by a golden streamer.

"It's ...... Keel relics?"

"No, please call me Mu Xizhu. ”

The orb flashed, the streamer turned, and it swirled down.

The orb gradually elongated its body and changed its shape, turning from a jewel into a crystal clear jade-colored sword.

"Huh?" the sword uttered a soft syllable.

Change again.

The golden light is so prosperous that outsiders can no longer see the situation inside.

When the golden light dissipated, a woman about twenty years old Tingting stood in front of her.

Wearing a light purple dress, the robe with wide sleeves was flicked, and it drooped naturally, and there was a faint fragrance of fragrance.

The woman first raised her hand and looked at her hands, then lowered her head to check her whole body, and found that there was nothing wrong before looking at Mu Ying.

"Uncle Mu, long time no see. ”

Mu Ying was very excited, his eyes were red, and tears almost fell.

"Third princess, you ...... It's good if you come back, it's good if you come back. ”

Yan Muxi didn't feel much moved, and asked the question just now with a very calm face: "Uncle Mu, I heard you talking about Yan Muxiao, where did he go?

"Third princess, the second young master left this world, no one knows where he went, and he has never come back for hundreds of years. As for the lord of the castle......"

Mu Ying told her what happened after Yan Muxi gave up his body to throw himself into the fire, and he was already in tears after experiencing it again.

Tang Xibai handed him a bowl of water, and Mu Ying took it and drank it all.

Then he turned his head and glared at her.

Tang Xibai looked back innocently.

The two of them stared at each other here, and Yan Muxi seemed to have finally digested what she had just heard and looked at Tang Xibai.

"In other words, Wushuang City is no longer there, and now you are the city lord here?"

"That's right, I'm Tang Xibai, the city lord of Tang City. Tang Xibai straightened up and straightened her sleeves reservedly, she didn't know what Yan Muxi was thinking in her heart, whether she wanted to rebuild Wushuang City and have an anti-Tang Fushuang drama.

However, Tang Xibai did not have any aversion to this woman, but liked her character a little because he had been in contact with her in the illusion for a period of time.

Crisp, crisp, not sticky.

And to be honest, Yan Muxi knows how to manage a big city better than herself.

"So, the lord of the city...... Do you need a sword? ”

"Huh?"

Tang Xibai's mind was about to start a bloody struggle, and when he suddenly heard such an exciting sales tone, he didn't turn around.

This is not good, whether in the past life or in this life, this kind of place is still a mysterious place that she has heard of and has not seen with her own eyes.

I'm so excited~!

When Yan Muxi in front of her was transformed into a jade-colored sword and floated in front of Tang Xibai's eyes, she knew that she would misunderstand the other party's meaning.

Sin, sin.

Tang Xibai slowly stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and a warmth spread throughout her body along the hand holding the sword, making her qi and blood all over her body smooth and ethereal.

After running the spiritual power, I found that the absorption of the spiritual power was much stronger than usual.

After seven weeks of silent practice, a jade-colored small sword appeared in the center of the spiritual power vortex at the dantian, and every time the vortex rotated around, the small sword would burst out with a piece of golden light, and the aqua blue spiritual power that went out of the dantian was contaminated with this golden light, making it more peaceful and pure.

Tang Xibai let out a breath and opened his eyes, and the golden light in his eyes flashed.

Originally, the cultivation of the third-grade intermediate level actually showed signs of breaking through, and it wouldn't take long to be promoted to the third-grade high-level.

Tang Xibai held the sword, faintly thinking about the sword, as if she was the sword, and the sword was also her.

Swinging the sword downward, the sword qi flew out, and the gravel on the ground met it, turning into sand in an instant.

The streamer on the sword body converged, restoring its jade color, and only a faint golden silk flashed away.

This sword is the second state of the dragon bone relic.

When the passage of the Demon Domain was opened and the situation was critical, Yan Muxi threw herself into the hellfire and became the spirit of the dragon bone relic, just because of her obsession with destroying the people of the Demon Domain, the dragon bone relic had an additional killing intent in the refining process, in addition to the peaceful state of the relic beads, it also generated a state of main attack.

There are hundreds of soldiers in the world, and the sharp one is the sword.

With the dragon bone relics sword with the machine spirit, she fell into a deep sleep after a wave of explosions, and today, hundreds of years later, it was Yan Muxiao's name that evoked her memory.

Yan Muxi woke up.

Accompanied by the dragon bone relics full of Buddha nature for hundreds of years, Yan Muxi's heart has already calmed down a lot, and after hearing about the old things, I don't have any thoughts of rising up and killing the people of the world's demon realm.

If you can know the news of your family, of course, it is good, if not, as long as you stay in this long-lost place.

This is what Tang Xibai and the dragon bone relics thought after they figured it out.

"No, please call me Mu Xizhu. ”

Tang Xibai's mind sounded Yan Muxi's persistent correction again.

Tang Xibai looked at the sword in his hand and underestimated it in a low voice.

"Then you're not a pearl...... All right. Mu Xi, I will call you Mu Xi in the future. ”

Tang Xibai waited for a while, and didn't feel the other party's response or opposition, so he knew that it was okay, and couldn't help but smile happily.

According to what Xiao Mo once told her, the magic weapons in the world that have not given birth to machine spirits are all magic weapons.

From one to nine grades, relative to the level of the monk, only the birth of the instrument spirit can be called a spirit treasure, and there are artifacts on top of the spirit treasure, which is rare in the world.

The dragon bone relic was now at the level of a spiritual treasure, but she didn't treat Yan Muxi as a weapon or a magic weapon.

Tang Xibai only regarded her as a friend.

Or a little padded jacket from Pippi who doesn't listen to his parents?

Hey~!

Tang Xibai trembled, it seemed that the illusion had a great impact on her.

People are still young, this idea is terrifying.

shook off the inexplicable thoughts in his heart, his mind cleared, the sword in his hand shrank, and Tang Xibai directly inserted it in his hair.

Quite a chic sword-shaped hairpin.

I don't know how long I've been in this realm world, and then Tang Xibai felt a little hungry.

"Where is the big white goose?" Tang Xibai rubbed his stomach and asked Mu Yan beside him.

Before he could speak, a goose crowed from the back door of the bamboo house.

"Quack, what are you bad woman looking for me, I tell you, there is no iron pot in the house at all. ”

Tang Xibai turned his head and saw the big white goose running over with its wings open.

Tang Xi's white hand moved, grabbed its long neck, spun around, and threw it to the ground.

After the big white goose landed on the ground, it shook its head and quacked at Tang Xibai: "You bad woman, why do you always pinch my neck? Don't you know that the neck of a male goose can only be touched by a beautiful female goose?"

"Huh?"

And this custom?

Tang Xibai doesn't know.

"I'm sorry, I thought you were going to nag me again, so I won't pinch you anymore. ”

The big white goose stretched its neck with satisfaction, and listened to Tang Xibai next: "Next time I will pull your wings." ”

Ga?

The big white goose almost broke its own neck.