"You don't even know what the saint looks like, can you do it? aren't you afraid that it's an ugly monster?"

Zhao Yuanlang glanced at the Eighth Prince with disgust, it was really for the sake of the throne that there was no lower limit.

The Eighth Prince said: "Although I haven't seen my true face, the Holy Maiden of the Stars has a wonderful posture and white skin, so I don't think it's the ugly monster you said." ”

Mu Shengxun continued: "When will the Holy Maiden take office?"

The Eighth Prince thought for a moment and said: "The Holy Maiden of the Sun and Moon Country is elected for ten years, and this Holy Maiden ...... It's almost over, and there will be a replacement next year. ”

"Really?" said Zhao Yuanlang.

The Eighth Prince's eyes flashed slightly: "Not bad." ”

Hearing this, the hope in Mu Shengxun's eyes dimmed again, closed his eyes, and continued to meditate.

"It can't be Zhao Zhao and Senior Sister Jiang's. They are not from the Sun and Moon Kingdom, how can they be saints?" Zhao Yuanlang knew Mu Shengxun's intention to ask, but he also hoped to find out the whereabouts of those two.

I don't know if the two of them got out of the mouth of the sea devil fish, where are they now?

"Xianyou, I heard you say that, but you don't see your junior sister?"

"What are you doing so much?"

"Immortal friends may wish to inform us, maybe this prince has seen it in the country and does not know. ”

When Zhao Yuanlang heard this, he was immediately overjoyed: "Also, if they arrive in the national capital, maybe they can really make some noise." ”

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yuanlang informed Cheng Zhaozhao and Jiang Chumiao that they were swept away by sea devils.

When the Eighth Prince heard this, his heart sank, and as soon as he heard the sea devil fish, he had already confirmed that the two junior sisters in Zhao Yuanlang's mouth were the current Phantom Moon and Star Saintess.

He couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, but fortunately, he was cautious and didn't show any flaws.

"What are you doing, sweating all over your head?" Zhao Yuanlang patted him on the shoulder.

The eighth prince came back to his senses and hurriedly said, "Just ...... The wound flares up again. ”

"You princes are delicate and frail, you have eaten all the elixirs, and your injuries are almost healed......" Zhao Yuanlang patted his chest again: "When I first arrived here, I was covered in injuries, but I didn't even frown, and I didn't eat a mouthful of the elixir, and I was able to walk and jump in a few days." ”

Hearing this, Mu Shengxun's eyes rolled under his nose.

Oh, I don't know who it was during those days, the snot and tears came down, and I had a high fever and cried all night with him as my mother. The next day, he was not allowed to take pills, saying that it was better than whose body was better and whose injuries healed faster......

The Eighth Prince shook his head regretfully and said, "Cheng Zhaozhao and Jiang Chumiao, please forgive this prince for never hearing these two names." ”

At this moment, Zhao Yuanlang stared at the purple eyes of the Eighth Prince, but seeing that his heart was open, he couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't go to the national capital, where did they go?"

After Zhao Yuanlang looked away, the eighth prince swallowed a mouthful of water silently, fortunately he really hadn't heard of these two names, otherwise when he lied, his eyes dodged, and he would definitely be noticed by this person.

Just when the Eighth Prince thought that he had escaped the catastrophe, a loud noise came from the sea outside. In an instant, the two monks in front of him vanished.

The Eighth Prince also rushed out of the narrow gap in the reef, and saw a fireball fall in the sky like a broom star.

With a 'boom', a sky-high column of water exploded on the surface of the sea.

Zhao Yuanlang and Mu Shengxun both rushed out.

After a while, I saw Mu Shengxun coming back with a broken copper and iron.

Seeing this broken sword, the Eighth Prince suddenly took a few steps back, and his face turned pale.

Be...... It's the sword of the Sage Maiden!

"How can there only be a unified sword?" Zhao Yuanlang was very anxious, and he couldn't stand still scanning the sea.

Mu Shengxun held the still smoking unity sword, looking worried.

Although not every sword cultivator will follow the teachings of his master, the sword is in the people. But the Spirit Sword is an extremely important existence for sword cultivation.

Cheng Zhaozhao's one-unity sword fell into this place in this way, thinking that she had encountered an accident, so she wouldn't even have time to put away the one-unity sword.

......

Sunset, sunrise, sunset.

After searching for more than ten days in the nearby sea, Zhao Yuanlang and Mu Shengxun accepted the fact that only the One Sword fell here.

"This shouldn't be Zhaozhao's unity sword, right?" Zhao Yuanlang wiped and wiped with a clean handkerchief, but the scorched black on this unity sword could not be erased at all.

Mu Sheng said: "It's a unity sword." ”

He was extremely sensitive to the aura of the spirit sword, although he had not touched this heavenly sword before, it was evident that the process was clear. Now the sword body is tattered and dirty, but the breath on the sword body will not change.

The breath that scorched like the sun.

"What is the smell of burning? You didn't see that this spirit sword was a fireball when it fell, if it hadn't fallen into the sea and extinguished the fire, it would have melted almost completely. ”

Zhao Yuanlang felt that this tattered sword must not be a unified sword, his Zhao Zhao could be so unlucky?

Mu Shengxun would not argue with him, and said, "It's the unity sword." ”

Zhao Yuanlang stood up suddenly, and pointed his sword at Mu Shengxun: "You say it again!"

"Self-deception!" Mu Sheng searched.

The next moment, Zhao Yuanlang stabbed over with a unified sword.

Mu Shengxun immediately raised his sword to block it, and the two fought without saying a word.

The Eighth Prince, who was still sleeping, was awakened by the sound of a fight and rushed out, but saw two figures in the sky flickering rapidly, and countless lights and shadows flashed.

"Fighting?"

The eighth prince didn't know what was going on, so he hurriedly said: "The two immortal friends are impulsed, what is there to sit down and talk about." ”

After seeing the terrifying sea beasts that crawled ashore at night here, the Eighth Prince hoped that the two in front of him could live safely. If these two people died, he would really have to wait for death in this place alone.

shouted a voice, and seeing that the two of them ignored him, the eighth prince gave up, sat down on the spot, and looked up to watch the two fight.

He is the eighth prince of the Sun and Moon Kingdom, and naturally he has seen some scenes of monks trying their fighting methods, but he has never seen such a wonderful fight today.

Both of them are sword cultivators, they are decisive in their moves, and their sword moves change rapidly, and they are so fast that they are difficult to catch with the naked eye.

After looking at it for a while, the eighth prince was relieved to know that the two were just fighting, not a life-and-death duel as he thought.

Because one spirit sword has not yet been unsheathed, and the other is holding the broken copper and iron that he picked up from the sea before.

But Rao is like this, and he is also interested in watching it.

It was not the first time that Mu Shengxun and Zhao Yuanlang had competed in swords, and in the three years that they were trapped in this ghost place, they had fought no less than a hundred times.

Sometimes it's boring, and the two brothers fight on the pretext of quarreling. More often than not, they don't like each other, and they start fighting if they don't agree with each other.

At the beginning, Zhao Yuanlang was almost completely suppressed, he knew that Mu Shengxun's swordsmanship was superb, but he had never had the opportunity to comprehend it, but he didn't want to be an opponent at all.

was defeated again and again, Zhao Yuanlang became more and more courageous, and for a while he practiced swords as if he was crazy.

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