Zhang Song, a third-generation disciple of Wangsheng Valley, has been chasing this thief for half a day.

The other party obviously has the ability to get rid of him, but he always keeps a distance from him, and every time the distance between the two is a little longer, the thief will stop and wait for him, as if he is deliberately playing Zhang Songwen.

"Don't let me catch you, or I'll make you look good!"

Zhang Songwen gritted his teeth and urged the spiritual power, and a layer of green brilliance gradually appeared around his body, and then the brilliance flowed downward, pouring into the long sword of the imperial envoy at Zhang Songwen's feet.

The long sword was blessed with magic, and the speed of the sword surged, and with a "whoosh" sound, Zhang Songwen broke through the air.

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In a tavern a hundred miles away, a young girl stared intently at a child who looked to be only about ten years old.

The boy was at a carefree age, but he looked at the empty table with a sad face, not knowing what to think.

The girl noticed that the child was carrying an empty scabbard behind his back, and the scabbard was so black that it was impossible to tell what it was made of.

"Could it be the sword boy who sneaked out to play?" guessed the girl. Even among those profound inheritance families and prestigious Xiuzhen sects, only important characters with noble status will be equipped with sword boys, if this child is really a sword boy, then the scabbard behind him is probably not an ordinary thing.

"Little one, can you lend this thing behind you to my sister to see?" asked the girl, smiling, as she moved to the child's side.

The child glanced up at the girl, but did not watch out, but slowly unsheathed his sword and placed it on the table.

"That's good, my sister will buy you candy later. The girl pinched the child's chubby cheek and lifted her hand over the scabbard on the table. As soon as she reached the scabbard, she felt an inexplicable heaviness, and it was hard to imagine that a child could carry such a heavy thing on her back all the time.

The girl took out a pink storage bag from her close position, opened the mouth of the bag, reached in and fumbled for a long time, and took out an unsheathed long sword.

The sword was covered in patina, and it was clearly something that was some years old.

The green shoots that emerged from the cracks in the bricks on the tavern floor seemed to have been affected by the ancient sword, and they grew wildly at a staggering rate.

"Let's see if it's appropriate. The girl said, and with a "bang" thud, she inserted the ancient sword into its scabbard.

This scabbard is really not ordinary, as the ancient sword is put into the sheath, it automatically shrinks a little according to the size of the ancient sword, and becomes a perfect fit.

"Good baby!" Seeing this, the girl was overjoyed, and played with the ancient sword back and forth, unable to put it down.

"Little brother, can you give the scabbard to your sister, and my sister will buy you whatever you want to eat. ”

The girl held the sword in her arms, obviously not planning to return it to the child.

The child did not answer the girl's question, but glanced at the sword in the girl's arms with a little regret.

"You're not talking, then I'll go. The girl grimaced at the child, got up and walked towards the door.

"Thief, return my sword!"

Just when the girl just walked to the door, a green streamer fell from the sky, and in the dust, Zhang Song walked out with a sword, and the tip of the sword pointed at the girl.

"Yo, you're here a little sooner than I thought you would,. ”

The girl was not afraid of Zhang Songwen.

"You, what do you call me?" Zhang Songwen's face turned pale, and his hand holding the sword couldn't help trembling.

"You can't even beat a girl, what are you not a wreck?" The girl didn't seem to take Zhang Songwen in her eyes at all, and said mockingly, "If you can't beat me, the sword will be snatched away by me, and you will catch up with you with a dead face, this is not just a wreck, it is simply a cheeky waste!"

"Who said I couldn't beat you, I just-" Zhang Songwen tried his best to argue, but stopped abruptly in the middle of his words.

The girl looked at Zhang Songwen, whose face was flushed, and suddenly smiled sweetly, and said, "What's the matter, could it be that you saw that I was beautiful and fell in love with me, and you couldn't bear to do it to me?"

Zhang Song heard that the girl's smile was like a flower, and his expression was in a trance for a while, and then he was shocked, and quickly eliminated distracting thoughts, calmed down, and said in a deep voice: "Girl, please return the sword to me, otherwise let my master know, and the consequences will be serious." ”

"How serious can it be?" said the girl unscrupulously, "The old pervert has cultivated a little pervert, and the most serious thing at that time is to turn me into your master, and in the end, this sword is not still mine." ”

When Zhang Song heard that the girl was insulting her teacher, she couldn't bear it anymore, and raised her hand and stabbed straight at the girl's chest.

"Good time!"

The girl had been on guard, and when she saw that Zhang Songwen finally made a move, she immediately floated and retreated, and at the same time held the hilt of the sword, waiting to draw the sword and fight back.

"Click-"

The sword was pulled out, but the girl pulled out only a sword hilt and a few inches of blades attached to the hilt.

"How can this be?" the girl was stunned, turned her head to look at the scabbard, and found that there was nothing in the scabbard!

The body of the ancient sword, could it not be eaten by this scabbard?

The girl was stunned, Zhang Songwen's long sword had already pierced her chest, and in the next moment, a figure swept by, snatching the scabbard from the girl's hand in the blink of an eye, and at the same time pressing Zhang Songwen to the ground.

This figure is the child!

The child pinched open Zhang Songwen's mouth with one hand, and with the other hand, put the scabbard to Zhang Songwen's mouth, and slowly poured it down, and a wisp of crystal clear green liquid flowed out of the scabbard and poured into Zhang Songwen's mouth.

Zhang Songwen wanted to resist, but he felt as if his body was frozen by a spell, and he couldn't move at all. As soon as the green liquid entered his throat, he first felt a burning sensation, and then turned into a warmth, which gradually spread to Zhang Songwen's limbs, making him extremely comfortable.

"Hey, what are you feeding him?" the girl finally came to her senses and reached out to pull the child riding on Zhang Songwen's body, and at this time, the liquid in the scabbard had all flowed into Zhang Songwen's body.

The child jumped off Zhang Songwen's body, put the scabbard on his back again, and then stood aside and quietly observed Zhang Songwen's changes.

After a while, Zhang Songwen finally woke up slowly, he suddenly turned over, looked at the girl and the child with a wary face, and said in a panic: "What did you do to me?"

"I don't know, he did it. The girl snorted at the child, indicating that what happened to Zhang Songwen had nothing to do with her.

Zhang Songwen looked at the child and asked the question again: "You, what did you do to me?"

The child tapped on the scabbard behind his back and said calmly: "I snatched something from this guy's mouth and gave it to you to eat, after all, that sword is yours, and you can't let this guy take advantage of it all." ”

The child's answer confused Zhang Song.

"Who is 'this guy' and who are you?" Zhang Song was a little crazy when he heard it.

The child replied to him solemnly: "I am who I am, and I am nothing, and this guy is a glutton." ”

"Oh, I know, you're an evil cultivator!" The girl on the side looked like she suddenly realized, "It's obviously a child, but you've been talking in an adult tone, plus that weird scabbard behind you, you must be a person in the Demon Dao!"

"Who is that?" asked the child, curious.

"Hmm, how can I explain it to you?" the girl thought for a moment and said, "It's the kind of guy who kills if he can't get used to it, does whatever he wants, and does whatever he wants to improve his cultivation." ”

"Then I'm not. The child said, stretching out his little hand to break the long sword on Zhang Songwen's neck into two, "If I were really the person in the Demon Dao in your mouth, he would be dead by now." ”