After sending Xiao Tianyue and the others away, Xiao Feng began to ponder.

Some things seem insignificant, but the subtleties are far from being as simple as people think.

It has been recorded in the classics that more than 100 years ago, a demon suddenly appeared in the rivers and lakes, called the Blood Demon. Blood demon, born with red eyes, cruel and murderous temperament, likes to eat human blood. There is a tricky sword in his hand, the name is to drink blood, the whole body is red, the iron is sharpened like mud, the sheath can confuse people's minds, and the sheath can drink people's blood. Therefore, soon after the birth of the blood demon, it was jealous of the people in the rivers and lakes, and even was finally hunted down by the factions of the rivers and lakes, and fell into the cliff of broken intestines and died. After that, the Blood Drinking Sword was nowhere to be found.

Nowadays, this history has long been forgotten by people, but more than a hundred years later, the sword was born again, and I don't know how much bloody it will cause.

Sighing slightly, Xiao Feng shook his head helplessly.

Born in troubled times, he just wanted to use his meager strength to make the rivers and lakes and the empire peaceful for a while, and repay the debt he owed to this huge stream. But as he traveled year by year, strange things appeared in front of him, and he himself was an outlier, even if Xiao Feng wanted to deceive himself, he couldn't convince himself anymore.

This world is really vast and mysterious, and perhaps after years of exploration, one day, I will only find that I am just a frog at the bottom of a well.

I don't know how long later, there was another knock on the door outside the room.

Xiao Feng retracted his thoughts, slightly restrained his thoughts, and said calmly: "The door is not closed, please come in." ”

The next moment, I saw Zhu Qingshan push the door in, and then stood still at the desk in front of Xiao Feng, clasped his fists and saluted: "I've seen ..... Little Boy. ”

It wasn't until now that he realized that he didn't know who the child's name was. It's ridiculous!

Xiao Feng looked at him with a smile, "Don't listen to that guy's nonsense, just call me Xiao Feng." Brother Zhu is here, but do you want to ask about Sister Ling?"

Zhu Qingshan was slightly stunned, and then nodded. Although he didn't know if the child knew the whereabouts of his little sister, his intuition told him that he would definitely find some clues from the child.

Xiao Feng also nodded, and then said, "Before answering your question, can I confirm something first?"

Zhu Qingshan was stunned again, and then nodded seriously.

Xiao Feng smiled with satisfaction and said calmly, "Brother Zhu's sword is called Drinking Blood?"

Zhu Qingshan's brows furrowed violently, "How did Brother Xiao know?"

That's an admission.

Xiao Feng smiled and continued: "I have seen it in the classics, and I feel that it is a bit similar to the sword of Brother Zhu, so I will ask at random. ”

Zhu Qingshan was suspicious and said vigilantly: "Then I don't know if Brother Xiao has anything else to ask?"

Xiao Feng yawned lazily, and didn't seem to hear Zhu Qingshan's tentative meaning, "Coincidentally, there is also a sword here, named Yinxue, although it is not the same word, the sound is extremely similar." ”

Zhu Qingshan's brows furrowed even tighter, but he didn't respond anymore.

Xiao Feng didn't care either, and said calmly: "If you want to exchange the sword in your hand for your 'blood drinking', can you agree?"

Zhu Qingshan's face changed drastically, and he said angrily: "The sword of the teacher, how can it be changed if it is exchanged." ”

Xiao Feng's face did not change in the slightest, and he smiled: "You don't even look at it, so you refuse?" As he spoke, he saw his wrist shake slightly, and he saw that a snow-colored long sword with cold light had appeared in Xiao Feng's hand.

When the real sword is like its name, it is like a sword born from the snow, white and flawless, cold and cold, and it is a rare good sword in the world.

After three years of sword casting, Xiao Feng has been hiding the edge, how many people in the world can observe this sword?

However, Zhu Qingshan obviously didn't realize what a great honor it should be to be able to observe this sword, and his attitude was even more resolute, without the intention of being half tempted.

Xiao Feng sighed, but he didn't see much disappointment, but he just put Yin Xue in his sleeve again, and said softly: "My 'Yin Xue' only has the advantage of soldiers, but it has no killing spirit, it is indeed not suitable for you." But your 'blood drinking' was born in the sea of corpses and blood, and grew up in the sea of corpses and blood, and the killing qi is too heavy after all, and it is not suitable for you. ”

Zhu Qingshan frowned and looked at Xiao Feng, he didn't understand what Xiao Feng meant.

Xiao Feng suddenly sighed again, and said calmly: "Can the Blood Drinking Sword be borrowed for the next view?"

Zhu Qingshan was a little hesitant.

If you change anyone, you have the experience of Xiao Feng wanting to change your sword just now, and you will probably hesitate to encounter this situation again.

Xiao Feng didn't care, he just looked at it lightly, neither urging nor planning to stop.

After more than a dozen breaths, Zhu Qingshan did not disappoint Xiao Feng in the end, and after a moment of entanglement, he still pulled out the long sword behind his back with a frown, and handed it to Xiao Feng with both hands.

The scabbard was not the scabbard of this sword, so he naturally didn't plan to show it to Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng took it with a smile.

However, the moment Xiao Feng took the sword, the vision was abrupt.

I saw that the blood-red long sword that exuded a strange red glow suddenly became red, and the sword body buzzed violently and trembled.

Zhu Qingshan's eyes widened suddenly.

This kind of strange scene has never been encountered by him since he got this long sword.

Xiao Feng frowned, and his hands suddenly lit up with a white light, like moonlight and fluorescence, with a bit of mystery and a bit of illusion. Immediately, I saw that the white mang gradually blazing, and began to spread continuously on the sword body, as if competing with the red mang. In the end, the white mangs densely covered the entire body of the blood-red long sword, and the blood-drinking sword seemed to be wrapped in clouds, and from time to time there were red rays from the white mangs, which was indescribably weird.

The Blood Drinking Sword also stopped trembling.

Zhu Qingshan was completely frightened, not only because of the abnormality of the Blood Drinking Sword, but also because of Xiao Feng.

True...... True anger out?!

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old congenital can barely accept it, and the innate realm in his early tens, this world still doesn't let people live?

Xiao Fengcai didn't bother to care about Zhu Qingshan's shock, his attention was completely focused on the Blood Drinking Sword.

Taoist classics record that all things have spirits.

But Xiao Feng never believed it.

Flowers, grasses, insects, and fish have spirits, how can a stone or a grain of dust have a spirit? Isn't this a joke!

However, just now, the Blood Drinking Sword was like a living creature, and it had to take the initiative to drink its own blood.

How is this possible?

Carefully examining the blood-red long sword in his hand, Xiao Feng shook his head in confusion. What is the difference between this sword and the others? Could it be these patterns?

His brows furrowed slightly, Xiao Feng thought for a moment, and suddenly swiped his hand lightly on the blade of the sword. I saw that Xiao Feng's hand immediately had an extra wound, and blood continued to spill out. Obviously, the wound is deep.

At the same time, there was an 'oops' outside the door.

Xiao Feng's eyes stared at the Blood Drinking Sword without blinking, and said casually: "Everyone who is eavesdropping outside comes in, don't be sneaky." ”

Zhu Qingshan was stunned for a while.

Immediately, I saw Xiao Tianyue, Luo Tianyi, Yun Luohan and Xu Tianwang enter the room one after another, with a weak face.

However, Xiao Feng obviously didn't have time to deal with them, because he saw that the sword was really drinking blood.

His own blood really seeped into the sword body a little bit along the pattern.

This completely subverted Xiao Feng's cognition since childhood.

Is there really a spirit in all things?

Looking up at Zhu Qingshan, Xiao Feng frowned and asked, "This sword, have you drunk blood before?"

Zhu Qingshan was stunned, "No, how can the sword drink blood?"

Xiao Feng's brows furrowed even tighter, and he whispered, "But what about my blood?"

Everyone in the room froze.

Zhu Qingshan's face turned pale all of a sudden.

Xiao Feng thought for a while, and then spoke: "Luo Han, borrow some blood from you." ”

Yun Luohan looked dazed, but he still bit his middle finger and dropped a few drops on the sword.

But the long sword no longer had the intention of drinking blood, and the blood slid down the sword body and fell to the ground.

Xiao Feng sighed, is it because of himself again?

Seeing this, Yun Luohan blinked, and asked tentatively, "Xiaofeng?"

Xiao Feng came back to his senses and smiled at him, "It's okay, maybe the sword is full." ”

The group was stunned, and then they all rolled their eyes.

Xiao Feng didn't care either.

Shaking his head slightly, Xiao Feng no longer bothered about this stubble. Although I don't know why I am the only exception, the blood-drinking sword must be strange.

Perhaps the records in the Taoist texts are not just for the sake of awe, or perhaps ..... Many things are true.

Handing the long sword back to Zhu Qingshan, Xiao Feng said calmly: "Yesterday in the fierce battle with the people of the Biluo Sect in the east of the city, how did you gain the upper hand, you know it in your heart. But remember, external forces are external forces after all, don't rely too much on them. In addition, although you can get the Blood Drinking Sword, I don't know if it's evil fate or chance, it's all your creation, and I won't care. But you should be clear about the legend of the blood-drinking sword, remember, man is the master, the sword is the auxiliary, only the man controls the sword, Mo really wants to let the sword control the person one day. ”

Zhu Qingshan's face was complicated, he had indeed heard the legend of the blood-drinking sword, but how did this kid know about these things?

Xiao Feng raised his head and looked at him seriously, and said softly: "If there is really a day when bloodthirsty killing, can you still be regarded as a human being?"

Zhu Qingshan's body trembled suddenly.

Xiao Feng no longer planned to dwell on this issue, and lightly changed the topic: "By the way, do you know how to paint?"

Zhu Qingshan was stunned again, the topic changed too quickly and he didn't react. He shook his head.

Xiao Tianyue and the others were also stunned.

Xiao Feng nodded, lowered his head and thought about it, "Then can you describe what your little sister looks like?"

Zhu Qingshan nodded.

Xiao Feng smiled with satisfaction, "That's fine, you talk to me in detail, I can see how much I can draw." ”