Chapter 32: Stop for the deity

Tang Xiaoliang threw away the reins after a while.

Yi Qiuxue saw that he looked extremely scared, and asked him, "Tang Guard is afraid of this horse?"

Tang Xiaoliang pushed his hand, "It's not that his subordinates are afraid of it, it's really that this horse is too arrogant, and his subordinates can't be subdued!"

Yi Qiuxue thought about it, Bai Ze was an ancient divine beast, and his temperament was inevitably stubborn, and Tang Xiaoliang must have suffered a lot before, which made Tang Xiaoliang retreat from it.

"Well, I'll take it to the stable myself!"

Yi Qiuxue said as she led Bai Ze to the stable.

Yi Qiuxue took a hot bath and cleaned up her body before touching the bed. As soon as he lay down, he felt a sinking around him, and when he looked sideways, he saw Qiuqiu curling its three black tails and squatting beside him.

Pointing to the soft couch opposite: "Go there!"

The ball responded hard.

It's not that it really wants to stay here, but it just wants to guard Yi Qiuxue, knowing that the owner is in a bad mood, and wants to enlighten the master, and doesn't want its owner to not give it a chance, so that it complains and has no chance to vomit.

Qiuqiu jumped on the soft couch and saw that Yi Qiuxue was asleep.

The arc of blue moon at the center of Yi Qiuxue's eyebrows was glowing with blue light, and the blue light was as clear as sea waves, which made Qiuqiu distracted.

Qiuqiu thought, what kind of artifact is this?

When the ball was distracted, the blue moon suddenly bloomed at the center of his eyebrows, and a small crescent-shaped sword stabbed towards the ball.

With a quick leap, Lan Tianjian stabbed into the air, and with a "bang", he plunged into the soft couch and split the soft couch in half.

Qiuqiu glanced at Yi Qiuxue on the bed opposite, and saw that Yi Qiuxue was still asleep, so he stroked the cold sweat on his forehead.

Yi Qiuxue has always been angry to get up, if she really wakes her up, maybe how she will train her cat!

Qiuqiu is self-aware.

On second thought, it's not its fault!

Qiuqiu's cat's eyes were on fire, glaring at Lan Tianjian angrily, the two cat's paws curled up in a ball, and made a posture of holding his arms and watching, "Hey, Xiaojian Jian, I am the master's guardian spirit beast, look, you should be the master's talisman artifact, we are a family!"

The Lan Tian Sword flew out from the soft couch, half floating in the air, and the crescent-shaped sword body became a full moon.

A small blue chubby hand formed on the sword's body, and the chubby hand took on a posture of holding up his cheeks in contemplation.

But after a while, the full moon disappeared, and the sword body chased after the ball again.

The sword is dashing, chasing the ball and running all over the house, a cat and a sword, you chase me and run, and almost tear down the house.

"Stop for the deity!"

A purple light flashed, and in the cold cheer, the Lan Tian Sword was clamped by Xuantian Master with two fingers, and it struggled unconvincedly at Xuantian Master's fingertips, due to the excessive struggle, even its body turned into a slender small snake, at this time, half of it was wrapped around Xuantian Master's fingertips, but it still couldn't break free.

In the end, he was put into a meniscus-shaped black scabbard by the Xuantian Master, and there was no movement in an instant.

This scabbard seemed to be made for the Lantian Sword, and even the Xuantian Master himself was stunned.

This scabbard can one day find a sword that is so suitable for it, and it will be of full use.

"Divine Venerable, why are you here?" Seeing that there were no outsiders in the room, Qiuqiu jumped a few times and arrived in front of Xuantian Master.

Master Xuantian looked at the balls, then turned his gaze to the soft couch that had been split in half, pointed to the soft couch and said, "Repair that couch, there must not be any cracks!"

Qiuqiu's eyes widened, "No, you don't lack this money?"

"Say one more word, and go squatting in the furnace!"

"No! I'm kidding you!" Qiuqiu said with a smile, wiping the cold sweat from the cat's head as he spoke.

Last time, it was injured by the soul refining furnace of Chunyu National Master, and almost skinned itself, the feeling of being dead and alive, life is better than death, so it doesn't have to go through it again.

Obediently walked to the soft couch, helped the collapsed couch up, and then became a carpenter.