Zhao Yuanlang took a step forward: "Sword Spirit, right?"

Cheng Zhaozhao shook his head.

"It can really understand what I'm saying!" Zhao Yuanlang was pleasantly surprised when he saw the One Sword swaying from side to side.

"It should be shaking its head, it says it's not a sword spirit. The Eighth Prince on the side guessed.

Zhao Yuanlang waved his hand: "This is wrong. I've heard that the swords that can give birth to sword spirits are extraordinary, and the sword spirits born in this way are naturally arrogant and conceited, and they definitely don't admit that they are just sword spirits. If you ask a brute, is it a brute? It certainly doesn't admit that it's a brute. ”

The eighth prince nodded with a little understanding, but what kind of metaphor is the latter sentence?

Zhao Yuanlang looked at Mu Shengxun and said, "If you don't believe it, you ask?"

Mu Shengxun felt that it didn't matter whether the sword spirit in front of them was the One Sword Spirit, the important thing was to be able to understand their words and tell them the whereabouts of Cheng Zhaozhao and Jiang Chumiao.

"You're here with Zhaozhao?"

Cheng Zhaozhao was stunned when he heard this.

Zhao Zhao? Mu Shengxun even called her Zhao Zhao, as if she hadn't even called Senior Sister Cheng before.

The same reflection as her was Zhao Yuanlang, and he said unhappily: "When did you also call Zhaozhao?"

Mu Shengxun glanced at Zhao Yuanlang, his eyes were full of 'what's the matter with you'.

Zhao Yuanlang immediately rolled up his sleeves: "You still want to fight again, right?"

Cheng Zhaozhao saw that the two were about to fight again, so he immediately flew forward and blocked between them, and kept saying: "I am Zhaozhao!

Looking at the unstoppable rotation and swaying of the One Sword in the middle, Mu Shengxun and Zhao Yuanlang couldn't see why.

The Eighth Prince hesitated: "It may be to ask the two immortal friends not to do it." ”

Zhao Yuanlang said: "We don't fight, you should tell me Zhaozhao's whereabouts quickly!"

"I'm Zhaozhao!" Cheng Zhaozhao shouted a few more times, until his hissing was exhausted, and they couldn't hear his own voice at all.

What should she do to communicate with the two?

At a flash of inspiration, Cheng Zhaozhao suddenly thought of Qianli, although Qianli couldn't speak, its communication with the outside world could be described as unimpeded.

How is it done?

That's right, writing!

Cheng Zhaozhao immediately controlled his body, flew to the reef on the side, and quickly wrote a line of words on the reef.

"I'm Zhaozhao, I'm trapped in the Unity Sword!" Zhao Yuanlang read down word by word.

As soon as the words fell, there was a dead silence on the reef.

Halfway through, Zhao Yuanlang repeated: "You...... You say you're Zhaozhao!"

He didn't know whether to be shocked or surprised to see this.

Cheng Zhaozhao continued: [Zhao Yuanlang, I am Zhaozhao! Once you came to the bottom of Tianfeng to look for me, and when you met the gray goose, you were so frightened that you turned around and ran ......away.

"Stop!" Zhao Yuanlang interrupted, no one knew about this except for Cheng Zhaozhao, who was coming down from the mountain. He was also laughed at by Cheng Zhaozhao for a while.

[Senior Brother Mu, I really wanted to beat you up when you played the flute before. 】

Mu Shengxun saw the line of words that appeared on the reef, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and said, "How could you be sealed in the sword?"

Why was it blocked?

And it's not because of ......

[It's all because of him!]

Cheng Zhaozhao suddenly rushed towards the Eighth Prince, and the Eighth Prince's face changed, and he hurriedly ran away and jumped into the sea at once.

Oh, do you think she's a hornet? Think you can dodge by jumping into the water?

Just as Cheng Zhaozhao was about to rush into the water, her foot, oh no, was the hilt of the sword and suddenly Mu Shengxun grabbed it in his hand.

Mu Shengxun lifted her back and said, "Don't worry about him, he can't escape here." ”

Zhao Yuanlang also said: "Zhaozhao, you still don't go into the water, I just wiped you clean." By the way, I have to be responsible for you. ”

If there were eyes on the Oneness Sword, it must have rolled its eyes at this point.

Cheng Zhaozhao listened to the words of the two, didn't pay attention to the eighth prince who fell into the water, struggled for a while, broke free from Mu Shengxun's hands, and continued to write a lot of words on the reef until he felt dizzy.

And Zhao Yuanlang and Mu Shengxun can be regarded as understanding the situation of her and Jiang Chumiao in the past three years.

"In other words, the saint that guy is talking about is you?"

Zhao Yuanlang's face sank, and after getting Cheng Zhaozhao's affirmation, he rushed into the sea and pressed the Eighth Emperor who had just surfaced in the water and beat him severely.

The screams were endless, and Cheng Zhaozhao couldn't stop 'dancing' in the air, shouting: "Good fight, good fight, croaking ......"

......

Night;

Countless sea beasts kept jumping on the reef, stretching out their claws to reach for a 'food' hanging in mid-air.

The Eighth Emperor's feet were tied and hung upside down in mid-air, seeing that he was about to be reached by the sea beast, his waist was strong, and he quickly got up and did a sit-up.

After a parabola, the sea beast brushed against his body and landed back on the reef.

The eighth prince trembled, and when he was about to lose his food, he let go of his hand and hung upside down. Just went back and forth like this, and I don't know how many sit-ups I did all night, and he wanted to cry without tears.

Zhao Yuanlang and Mu Shengxun in the cracks of the reef were sitting facing each other, with a Cheng Zhaozhao in the middle.

Cheng Zhaozhao, who was still the body of the sword, wrote and painted on the ground they specially leveled.

[In other words, you have been trapped in the space of the astrological stone for the past three years?]

Regarding the astrological stone, from the mouth of the Eighth Prince and Cheng Zhaozhao, Zhao Yuanlang and Mu Shengxun already have a general understanding.

Mu Sheng asked, "You entered this place from the astrological stone, but we are not. ”

Zhao Yuanlang also said: "That's right, we just experienced a sea dragon tsunami, and we came to this ghost place for some reason." ”

[It doesn't matter how we get in, the key is how we get out?]

"Zhaozhao, we have been thinking about this question all the time in the past three years. But the most important thing at the moment should be you, how to get out of the Sword of Oneness?"

Zhao Yuanlang subconsciously wanted to pat her on the head, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he touched the tip of her extremely sharp sword, and then withdrew his hand stupidly.

Cheng Zhaozhao thought for a while and wrote: [Could it be that the One Sword Protector will automatically put me in the sword when I am in danger?

Mu Shengxun shook his head: "There are spirit sword protectors, but there has never been a precedent for including the sword master in the spirit sword. ”

[Then maybe I am this precedent!]

Mu Shengxun still shook his head, and stopped talking.

"Tumboooooo

[Senior Brother Mu, you can speak as bluntly as you can. I can stand it, Cheng Zhaozhao said silently.

"Maybe you're right, the Spirit Sword Protector is just that when you were dying, I took in your primordial god!"

As soon as Mu Shengxun's words came out, the unity sword in front of him fell down with a 'bang'.