50, the sword spirit is about to become a big road goods
The head of the family is wow-wow cool in his heart 50 Uncle Xiao's bloody past life and sword spirit are about to become big road goods
"I was originally an innocent sword, and three thousand years ago, I coincidentally became a master and servant with his previous life and became his sword spirit. ”
With a faint word, the desolation visible to the naked eye quickly enveloped the person, and the man who was still imposing just now lowered his eyebrows.
He thought of the swaying red lotus karmic fire in the sky, and the fierce light was in the sky.
The woman had come on the scorched red earth, carrying a huge sword on her shoulder.
At her feet, corpses were strewn all over the field, and the bones were covered with bones.
This is the Demon Venerable, a vicious dog-like woman.
But it fell into the man's blue eyes.
For the sake of this woman, the Sword Saint Xuan Changjing, who was supposed to be heroic, also had selfish intentions.
It's a pity that after the battle of sealing the demons, the demon venerable was sentenced to the demon slaying platform by the Eastern Emperor, Xuan Changjing in exchange for her a chance to reincarnate, willing to use his own immortal bones to receive it on her behalf, directly gave up ten thousand years of cultivation, and jumped down from the demon slaying platform.
And he fell into this little sky, trapped for a thousand years, and hatred was abundant.
After a thousand years, we still met in the end.
He's been lonely for too long.
Disgusted and unsullied raised his eyes, cracked the corners of his mouth, and revealed an extremely ugly smile:
"Xuan Changjing, the hatred in my heart, can you understand?"
Shen Bizhou and Zhuo Qiuyan turned their heads together, and the four eyes stared at Situ Yuntian's face, the meaning is obvious, this is your bloody debt, you hurry up and solve him yourself.
Uncle Situ frowned, wrinkled a big Sichuan character, and the pain on his face deepened.
What is the Demon Venerable Sword Saint, what is dying for love, and what is the past and present life, he is not familiar with this, okay?
He couldn't remember whether it had happened or not, how he could count it on his head.
Could it be that as long as someone swears that we are a vendetta in a previous life, he has to believe it and admit this grudge?
There is no justice in that world.
So Situ Yuntian hesitated for a while before he said slowly:
"Brother Dao said that these antecedents and past events are really hard to remember......
After only half of the words, I felt that the air around me shook, and there was an extra one around me.
"What?!"
A pair of beanie eyes burst out on fire, glaring fiercely at the disgusted Wuji, with the momentum of wanting to kill him with his eyes.
"You said that the previous life is the previous life? I also said that you owe me millions of spirit stones! As soon as you touch the skin of your mouth, what you say is what you say! You are the Emperor of the East!"
The little thing was unusually petite with yellow fluff, standing outwards with triangular ears and puffing out cheeks, stepping on Situ Yuntian's shoulders and stomping hard, although the two forelimbs were very short, they still pinched the round waist, and straightened his chest and abdomen, and roared loudly:
"I'm his sword spirit!
After saying these few words, he said that his face was blue and white, and seeing the signs that he was about to explode, Zhuo Qiuyan rolled his eyes, and hurriedly stepped out from behind Shen Bizhou, pretending to be respectful to stop the two.
"Don't be rude, you have something to say. ”
After a pause, he turned his head and said with an upright face to the disgusting innocent:
"This Daoist brother has been so persistent for thousands of years, he must have been obsessed, the origin and extinction of the Dao are free, and the affection is shallow, since my little uncle has already let go, it is better for the Daoist brother to look for another good master as soon as possible. ”
In fact, as soon as he said that he was a sword spirit, Zhuo Qiuyan's mind hit his idea.
How good he is, as soon as his brain turns around, he analyzes it thoroughly.
If what this guy said is true, that is, he has encountered a thousand-year-old spiritual weapon, and this time he really picked up a big treasure.
It just so happens that his senior brother only has a sword qi, and he hasn't taken advantage of it yet.
Even if Situ Yuntian wants it, he has to say that he doesn't want it.
No, even if the senior brother says no, he has to go into his pocket, how can he let Situ Yuntian go.