Jiang Xiaoman was stunned and did not speak.

He looked down at the ancient sword in his hand that had been sheathed and hidden with a sharp edge, and then thought for a moment before he said softly: "Aunt Luo, this question was also asked to me like this at the beginning. ”

Luo Xuanji raised her eyebrows slightly, and couldn't help but be curious: "Oh, who asked you like that?"

Jiang Xiaoman carefully carried the long sword in his hand behind him, and then said with a smile: "I have two masters, the first master, he taught him to hold a gun in his hand without regrets, these two words are used to protect those who care." The other told me that if you want to protect the people around you, you must first learn to lift a sword and kill. ”

Immediately, he looked up at Luo Xuanji and said, "Aunt Luo just asked me, what would happen if the whole world was the enemy one day? ”

Luo Xuanji nodded, she looked at the young man and asked in a voice, "Then how did you answer?"

Such a question is a bit heavier for Jiang Xiaoman now.

At his current age, where would he really understand such a question.

But Luo Xuanji had to ask.

Because, this is the fate that the Zhuxian Sword Master will bear.

Even if it's just a teenager, once he becomes the master of the Zhuxian Sword.

on the shoulders, to be carried.

It is the whole world of Kyushu.

Jiang Xiaoman laughed, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Whenever he laughs, it always makes people feel inexplicably reassured.

Seeing the young man smiling, Luo Xuanji couldn't help but be more eager to know the answer in his mouth.

"Before I entered this world, I always felt that what my first master told me was more correct, that if you have a gun in your hand, you can protect the people around you. Jiang Xiaoman put away his smile, did not answer directly, and spoke softly.

After speaking, he couldn't help pausing slightly, and then said: "However, when I entered this river and lake, I suddenly realized that maybe what my second master said was right." If you want to protect the people and things you care about, the first thing you need to do is to learn to kill people with your sword, whether it is one, ten, hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands. In short, there are some people that you don't want to kill, you have to kill them with all your heart. Because, only by killing these people, can you protect what you want to protect. ”

Luo Xuanji was stunned, these words didn't seem to be what a child who had just entered the rivers and lakes should say.

Especially, it comes from the mouth of a child like Xiao Man'er who has a smile as bright as the sun.

Jiang Xiaoman's eyes narrowed slightly, reminiscing about the past.

His voice was very soft, as if he was talking to himself: "That day, after my second master asked me, I thought about it for a long time and didn't know how to answer. Then, he told me that if you can't think of it, don't think about it first, and one day you will figure it out. ”

Luo Xuanji nodded, she felt that this was the performance of a child.

Just as she was about to open her mouth to tell the boy in front of her that she felt it should be the right answer.

didn't want to, but Jiang Xiaoman opened his mouth first.

"If one day I will be the enemy of the whole world, then I will kill with the sword in my hand as my second master told me, and no one in this world will dare to be my enemy. ”

His voice was still very soft, but there was an inexplicable killing intent.

Ji Xiaoyue's girl always said that his heart was too soft, and Jiang Xiaoman was noncommittal.

But if you talk about the truth of killing to stop killing.

Although he has only just entered this river and lake.

Although he has never been on the battlefield.

For a teenager whose parents are all from the army, how can they really not understand.

No one would want to really grow up if they could.

Wouldn't it be nice to have the protection of your parents and have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life?

But if you have already entered this river and lake, there is no reason to retreat.

Luo Xuanji's heart froze slightly, and she could feel that the young man was not joking.

If there really is that day, I am afraid that Xiao Man'er will really dare to do what he said, and no one in the world will dare to be his enemy.

The last time I heard something similar was a long time ago.

It was so long that she almost forgot what it was.

She only remembered that time, the man who had always liked to speak in a white robe and was always gentle and elegant.

His white robe was stained with blood, and when he passed out in her arms, he had said similar things.

"What is a god king? Even if it is an immortal above the nine heavens, if anyone dares to spy on my Jiang Ponu woman, Lao Tzu will not be mistaken. ”

The black-haired Luo Xuanji lost a lot of memories.

But only this sentence is remembered very well.

Even, stronger than his own name.

Luo Xuanji looked at the young man and muttered in a low voice: "There is a man in the Jiang family, who kills the God King in white clothes and white robes." Slaughtering one person is a crime, and slaughtering a million people is a hero!"

She only remembered the man in white clothes.

Later, it really became a 'human slaughter' that could make children cry at night.

White clothes for iron armor, holding a sword to kill, and not regretting the gun.

Crack the moon and capture Xuanwu.

Killed 700,000 troops of the Northern Qin.

Kill in that Black Emperor City, every household hangs white silk and wears silk.

For a hundred years in Northern Qin, he did not dare to lead troops south.

"Little Man'er, you will definitely be the most outstanding Immortal Sword Master in this Kyushu!"

Luo Xuanji smiled and looked at the young man and muttered to himself.

Then raise your hand forward and give it a gentle shake.

The Zhuxian Sword that Jiang Xiaoman carried behind him was held by her.

She drew her scabbard and lifted her palm to brush it off the blade.

Suddenly, scarlet blood poured out of her palm.

All of them fell on the blood-colored blade, not a single penny.

Like the flowers blooming on the other side, it is bewitching and gorgeous.

In an instant, forty-nine demonic runes on the sword body were activated at the same time.

The blade trembled slightly, making a sword roar like a beast's roar.

"I, in the name of the eighth generation sword master Luo Xuanji, I will start the inheritance of the Zhuxian Realm. From now on, Jiang Xiaoman will be the ninth generation sword master of the Zhuxian Sword. Zhu Xian is subordinate, and life, death, misfortune and fortune are all in his hands. ”

Holding the Zhuxian Sword, Luo Xuanji had a killing intent at this moment.

Her body slowly floated up into the clouds, and her long black hair fluttered without wind.

At this time, the world in the well is still a dark night dominated by the frost moon and stars.

The starlight in the sky and the bright moonlight sprinkled on Luo Xuanji's body, like a god above the nine heavens.

She lowered her head and looked at the young man in front of her, and said word by word: "Jiang Xiaoman!"

Almost subconsciously, Jiang Xiaoman looked up at the three-foot Qingfeng in Luo Xuanji's hand, and he shouted loudly: "Here!"

"From today on, you will be the master of the Zhuxian Sword and the master of the Zhuxian realm. Are you willing to shoulder the righteousness of Zhuxian for 10,000 years with the strength of one person? Can you dare to take on the responsibility of defending Kyushu with the strength of one person?"

Luo Xuanji's pupils turned golden, and she pointed the long sword in her hand at the young man in front of her, and her voice did not carry a trace of emotion.

Immediately, the long sword flew out of her hand and pointed directly at Jiang Xiaoman's face.

"Why don't you dare?"

Jiang Xiaoman raised his hand to hold the blade of the sword and said in a deep voice.

Let the sharp blade pierce his palm.

Blood stained the blade of the sword, and a cold and cold pain came from the palm of his hand.

But Jiang Xiaoman's face still did not change, and he looked directly at Luo Xuanji's golden eyes that could breathe people's hearts.

"Okay!" Luo Xuanji nodded, her left hand behind her back, the index finger and middle finger of her right hand merged into a sword finger, and with a slight wave, she said, "Take the sword!"

When he held the Zhuxian Sword, Jiang Xiaoman suddenly felt a sense of pride in his heart.

Only this sword can go to the pride of the Nine Heavens Immortals.

Luo Xuanji's golden eyes faded, and she slowly fell to the ground.

His feet lightly stepped on the ground, but he couldn't help but stumble, Jiang Xiaoman hurriedly stepped forward to support her.

"Aunt Luo, your hair?!"

The boy looked stunned and incredulous.

I saw that the black-haired Luo Xuanji almost landed at the same time, and the three thousand green silks turned white in an instant.

"It's out of the way!" Luo Xuanji waved her hand and chuckled: "It's just that the soul power is consumed a little too much, and after a period of cultivation, you can regain your youth." ”

"But you ......" Jiang Xiaoman's eyes couldn't help but redden, he knew that Aunt Luo would become like this, it must be related to Fang Cai's inheritance.

"Don't worry, little one. I am in this well world, and I will not grow old or die. Luo Xuanji raised her hand and patted Shao's head gently, her hands were no longer as white and smooth as before, but they became dry and rough.

Jiang Xiaoman let out a heavy "um" in a nasal voice, and then said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Aunt Luo." ”

Luo Xuanji looked at the young man in surprise and asked, "I'm sorry for what?"

"I lied, actually...... Actually, I think the purple-haired Aunt Luo is more beautiful. Jiang Xiaoman lowered his head, his voice was also very low, he choked and said gently: "But now, I look at the white-haired Aunt Luo, you are more beautiful, more beautiful than any woman in this world." ”

Luo Xuanji didn't care, she turned her back on her hands, just chuckled and looked at the young man, her eyes were full of pampering: "Little fool, is it more beautiful than your mother?"

"I ......"

Jiang Xiaoman's eyes were red, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

He certainly wouldn't say that his mother was bad, but he didn't want to tell those lies again.

Seeing Jiang Xiaoman's tangled look, Luo Xuanji covered her mouth and chuckled: "Silly boy, remember in the future, since you have lied to a woman, either lie to her like this for the rest of your life, or don't say it." Those girls are not really stupid, and the reason why they believe you is that many times it is not how powerful you are to lie, but that you are the one who lies. That's why she stupidly chooses to believe you. ”

"I see. ”

Jiang Xiaoman was stunned, and then Nuo Nuo nodded.

Seeing the young man's well-behaved appearance, Luo Xuanji was in an inexplicably good mood, and asked with a smile: "Okay, then I ask you now, who is more beautiful, me or your mother." ”

Jiang Xiaoman wiped his eyes with his sleeve, and then said seriously: "My mother ......."

Luo Xuanji lowered her face, and then couldn't help but laugh out loud, and said angrily: "Silly boy, can't you coax your aunt?"

The current Luo Xuanji is obviously an old woman.

But at this time, when I want to pull my face but can't help laughing, it is extremely beautiful.

This kind of beauty hides the taste of time.

Elegant, yet unhurried.

Jiang Xiaoman tilted his head and laughed: "Aunt Luo is also very beautiful when she laughs, just as beautiful as her mother." ”

"Huh!

Luo Xuanji pouted, like a delicate girl.

She looked at the young man, and a flash of melancholy flashed in her eyes.

Xiao Man didn't know that he had become the master of the Immortal Sword.

In the future, what will be carried on the back.

Zhu Xian is a chance, but it is often accompanied by great danger.

As she said just now, after Xiao Man'er came to this well world, she remembered a lot of the past.

For example, I remember the bronze gate I saw when I walked in with that man.

On it, there are two dragons that symbolize Jirui.

But it is the dragon that symbolizes Jirui, but the four pairs of dragon eyes have blood and tears.

The dragon weeps blood, it is for the great murderer.