Chapter 141: The Purple and Green Sword That Can't Be Drawn

Qingxia frowned, didn't say, turned her head to Shi Yan: "I don't want to say it." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

She also spoke, if the person who didn't care didn't even bother to give the last explanation, the Supreme Treasure was directly knocked down by a punch, which shows that her temper is not good.

A night is not long, talking, looking at the stars, and in the blink of an eye it passes,

"Do you want my Moonlight Treasure Box?" Qingxia, who finally remembered, suddenly asked.

“...... Hmm" After a few seconds of silence, Shi Yan admitted.

"That thing...... You've got it to you, see you tomorrow night. After Qingxia finished speaking, she threw the treasure box to Shi Yan and fell directly to the back.

At this time, Tianfang has a white belly, and Qingxia should be about to turn into Zixia.

Right next to him, seeing that the person hadn't woken up yet, Shi Yan simply crossed his knees and cultivated.

Odd?

"Why am I here?"

"Why are you here?"

"No, why are we here?"

......

Zixia, who woke up, looked at herself, looked at Shi Yan, her eyes kept turning, revealing a look of surprise, she looked down at herself, she found that her clothes were a little messy.

"Did you do something to me?"

Shi Yan opened his eyes and looked at the nervous Zixia, a little speechless, "A group of heavenly soldiers appeared last night, and I solved them." Shi Yan said.

"Really?" Zixia looked up.

"See for yourself. Shi Yan stretched out his hand and pointed not far away.

Zixia, who was looking at Shi Yan's guided movements, couldn't help but open her red lips slightly when she saw it clearly, and a small gap opened, corpses, a lot of corpses.

This was solved by Shi Yan and Qingxia with their swords at the beginning last night, and the remaining heavenly soldiers either let Shi Yan's burned bones disappear, or Shi Yan received them into the Linglong Tower.

"What the hell happened last night, how did you kill so many people?" Zixia looked at Shi Yan.

"It's not me, it's us! They chased you after you fell asleep last night, and you and I dealt with them together. "The sword marks of the Ziqing Sword can be seen on many corpses, which cannot be concealed, but Shi Yan did not explain part of the meaning.

Zixia, who stood up from the corpse of the Heavenly General, scratched her hair a little messy, feeling that she seemed to be really miserable this time, killing so many immortals at once, and doing something very terrible.

It's over, it's over, Heavenly Court will definitely not let itself go now.

"What should I do, I'm still looking for my wishful husband! ”

Really.

Zixia looked around, not knowing which way to go, and when she turned her eyes around, she suddenly looked at Shi Yan's face and stopped for a few seconds.

Well?

Shi Yan saw her gaze staring at him, "What's wrong?"

"Actually, you're not bad......" Zixia whispered.

Yes?

Shi Yan was a little puzzled by this inexplicable sentence, what did it mean.

"You pull out my sword and take a look, see if you can't pull it out!" Zixia waved her hand and handed her purple and green sword to Shi Yan.

Shi Yan, who saw the plot, naturally knew that whoever could pull out the sword in her hand was her wishful husband.

Shi Yan took the purple and green sword in her hand, and the weight of the hand was clearly a little heavier than the Zhenzhen Demon Sword, most of the scabbard was purple, the front end was cyan, and the hilt was very simple, it was blue and purple, it didn't look particularly gorgeous, but it was such a sword, and the power was quite powerful.

Shi Yan held the scabbard with one hand and grabbed the hilt with the other, for some reason, when he really wanted to pull it out, Shi Yan felt a little nervous in his heart.

He didn't know if he could pull it out, because Zixia's true destiny was a supreme treasure and was destined by God, but in his heart, he didn't have a trace of thought, if he did it, he would also pull it out......

Zixia looked at Shi Yan, who held the hilt of the sword and raised his arm, her heart was also slightly nervous, and her hands also grabbed the hem of the clothes on her side.

Isn't it him?

If it's him...

Under Zixia's nervous gaze, Shi Yan held the sword, slowly increased his strength to hold the scabbard, and the other hand that grabbed the hilt of the sword turned to the other side, secretly exerting force......

Pull out!!

The moment he was ready, Shi Yan pulled hard to the right. Calm...... Incredibly calm.

There was no clear scabbard coming out of the sword

...... Everything was quiet, like a sword still stuck in its scabbard.

Motionless!

Shi Yan is not that person, nor has he been. Although the big talk plane is nonsensical, the fate that has long been destined has not changed because of Shi Yan's arrival.

It changed suddenly, and it was destined that only the Supreme Treasure could pull out Zixia's sword, even if Shi Yan entered this world, he would not be able to pull it out.

A hint of loss flashed in Zixia's eyes, but unfortunately, he was not ......

It's just a sword, I don't believe that I can't pull it out, I don't believe it, the arm holding the sword, Shi Yan doesn't believe that he can't pull out a sword, and the arm holding the hilt of the sword also trembles, and he can't pull it out with all his might! No matter how much effort he uses, he still can't pull it out, it's doomed!

"Forget it, if you can't pull it out, forget it. Zixia stretched out her hand to retrieve the Ziqing Sword.