Zhou Xuanji took out the water sword, this sword is silvery-white, and there are wave patterns on the blade, which is very handsome, up to one meter four, and feels very light to hold.

Not bad!

Three lines of small words appeared in front of his eyes:

Sword Name: Water Sword

Grade: Gold

Description: Holding this sword, you can control all the water in the world, and the control range is proportional to the strength of the sword owner.

......

Controllable water in the world?

Unbelievable, the Water Sword can not only be used in battle, but may also be used for other purposes in the future.

Zhou Xuanji held the water sword, practiced a set of white crane swordsmanship, and put away the sword after getting familiar with it.

The others were all cultivating separately, not noticing that he had another divine sword.

He spread out his hands, and the white dragon royal gold robe appeared in his hands.

Like the Qingju Zongyun Boots, once the owner is successfully recognized, this clothing will change according to the size of Zhou Xuanji's body, and it will be close and comfortable.

After changing into the white dragon royal gold robe, his whole temperament changed suddenly.

On top of the clean white clothes, there are golden dragons painted with gold stripes, which are lifelike and vivid.

As the saying goes, a man depends on his clothes and a horse on his saddle.

After putting on the white dragon royal gold robe, Zhou Xuanji's royal temperament was revealed.

His face is like a crown of jade, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his black hair is tied behind his head, looking lively and handsome, no worse than those princes of the Great Zhou.

Xiao Jiang Xue, who was cultivating in front of Xiao Er, had her eyes lit up, and she immediately got up and ran over.

Others also noticed that Zhou Xuanji had changed his clothes.

When they saw it, they all praised it in their hearts, what a young man!

Xiao Jinghong suddenly frowned.

For some reason, he always felt that Zhou Xuanji looked like another person.

"Zhou ...... Thirteen years old...... Could it be ......"

Xiao Jinghong suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but be moved.

Fang Junsheng, who was chopping wood, exclaimed loudly: "The master is really wise and powerful!"

The Northern Owl King Jian rolled his eyes, can this kid be a serious ass?

Fang Junsheng is also the existence of the top thirty in the Great Zhou Xiongying List, and his cultivation is in the Inner Dan Realm, which is stronger than the Northern Owl King Sword, but in the face of the Northern Owl King Sword, he has always nodded his head.

If there is no accident, Fang Junsheng will become another sword slave of Zhou Xuanji sooner or later, so the attitude of the Northern Owl King Sword towards him is getting better and better, and now he doesn't even bother to scold.

Xiao Jiang Xue came to Zhou Xuanji, looked around him, and kept nodding.

"I'm getting more and more handsome, God willing, I haven't been disabled. ”

Xiao Jiang Xue pinched Zhou Xuanji's little face and smiled happily.

Zhou Xuanji glared at her, and said angrily: "That is, in the future, I will not only be the number one sword in the world, but also the number one handsome in the world." ”

Xiao Jiang Xue covered her mouth and chuckled: "Yes, yes, you are the most handsome." ”

She suddenly thought of something, and then she was discouraged, and said with a bitter face: "Your clothes are so beautiful, I'm afraid the clothes I knit for you can't compare." ”

Zhou Xuanji said with relief: "It's okay, I understand your intentions, don't weave it in the future, so as not to prick your hands." ”

After the age of twelve, his height began to increase by leaps and bounds, and now he has reached the eyebrows of little Jiang Xue.

Looking at Xiao Jiang Xue, who is already seventeen years old, no, Jiang Xue.

Zhou Xuanji was full of emotion.

The flower is finally blooming.

Jiang Xue felt regretful and lost, but she raised her eyes and collided with Zhou Xuanji's gaze, and the tenderness in his eyes made her loss disappear in an instant.

She smiled sweetly and said, "It's all up to you." ”

The two stood on the edge of the cliff and began to chat, talking about jokes about the past and hopes for the future.

Chatting and chatting, the two sat on the edge of the cliff.

Jiang Xue couldn't change the stinky problem, and as soon as she got close to Zhou Xuanji, she couldn't help but move her hands and feet.

No, she stretched out her arm and wrapped her arms around Zhou Xuanji's neck.

Zhou Xuanji said helplessly: "In another year, if you hug me like this, you will have sore hands." ”

Jiang Xue smiled nonchalantly: "It's okay, you can hug me when the time comes." ”

"Hey, hey, don't you understand? Men and women don't kiss, we've all grown up. ”

"Hey, you're telling me that, don't we sleep in the same room all the time?"

"Okay, let's sleep in separate rooms from today. ”

"You dare!"

The two began to fight and fight, and the others were so envious.

Wang Jian of the Northern Owl sighed: "I think back then, I also had such a childhood sweetheart. ”

Fang Junsheng asked curiously, "What now?"

"It's gone. ”

The Northern Owl King Jian replied calmly, and turned around and left after speaking, leaving Fang Junsheng with a lonely and gloomy back.

This is a man with a story.

Fang Junsheng touched his chin and thought so.

Time turned, and another five months passed.

Zhou Xuanji broke through to the ninth layer of the Kaiguang Realm, and the first level of the Great Zhou Tianxuan martial arts also ushered in the end.

With the news of Zhou Jianshen's defeat of Meng Tianlang earth-shattering, those monks who passed by the cliff did not dare to come to cause trouble, and even the demon kings did not dare to approach.

However, the calm was broken.

On this day, a group of soldiers came by the clouds, and on it there was a carriage of magnificence, more than three times larger than the ordinary carriage, like a small building.

Zhao Congjian, Xiao Jinghong, Beixiao Wang Jian and others gathered around Zhou Xuanji.

"The banner of the Meng family in the Great Zhou is estimated to be the elder of Meng Tianlang's family. ”

Xiao Jinghong said in a low voice, and the leading soldiers were all holding large flags, with the word Meng engraved on them.

Zhou Xuanji squinted and did not speak.

Soon, the soldiers of the Meng family stopped in front of the cliff, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a middle-aged man wearing a python-patterned black robe slowly walked out.

His temples are like fire, his body is strong, and he has a tiger's back, and just standing there gives people a strong sense of oppression.

He stared at Zhou Xuanji and said, "You are Zhou Sword God?"

Zhou Xuanji asked, "Who are you?"

"The Meng family, Meng Changhu, the king of the Great Tuesday Pin, my nephew Tianlang has a gambling contract with you, I think I have to think about it in the long run, so I came here on purpose. ”

The black-robed middle-aged man jumped up and landed in front of Zhou Xuanji and the others.

His courage is stronger than Meng Tianlang.

Xiao Jinghong, Zhao Congjian, and Beixiao Wang Jian are all ready to fight.

Fang Junsheng lowered his head and hid behind Huang Lianxin, not daring to look at Meng Changhu directly.

"I didn't force him to make this bet. ”

Zhou Xuanji said lightly, and Meng Changhu couldn't help frowning when he heard it.

He frowned, and the oppressive force was even stronger.

He carefully looked at Zhou Xuanji's face, and suddenly moved slightly, and a different color flashed in his eyes.

"What do you want, just mention. ”

Meng Changhu said calmly, but the different colors in his eyes kept flickering.

"It's not negotiable. ”

Zhou Xuanji replied, if this matter is stopped, how can there be face!

"Good!"

Meng Changhu flicked his sleeves and turned around, raised his hand to Fang Junsheng, and said, "You, come here, come home with me, if your father knows that you are so cowardly, your wives and concubines don't want to live!"

When Fang Junsheng heard this, his face changed drastically, and he could only grit his teeth and walk in front of him.

Meng Changhu grabbed his shoulders and flew to the clouds.

Zhou Xuanji didn't stop it, after all, Fang Junsheng was not his real sword slave, and the other party and Fang Junsheng were not enemies, so he naturally had no reason to stop it.

Meng Changhu walked into the carriage, and the soldiers left in the clouds.

"Prince Xuanji, Your Majesty was right back then, you will be the first day of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and you will perfectly inherit the Great Zhou Imperial Lineage, but I have to advise you, Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind!"

Meng Changhu's voice suddenly came, making Zhou Xuanji's face change.

Everyone else was like this, and they all looked at Zhou Xuanji.