Zhao Qingyu picked out a fire-colored long sword and a few treasures from it, and let Lu Li arrange a large number of treasures by himself, anyway, there are a lot of them, even if the disciples share one piece, there are still more. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After finishing, he took the east and west trails to Song's house, and he hadn't seen Song Xianglan for more than half a year, and Zhao Qingyu missed it tightly.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I bumped into Xin'er who went out to buy something, if it weren't for Zhao Qingyu's quick reaction, the two almost bumped into each other. Looking at her, Zhao Qingyu smiled and said, "Xin'er, what are you thinking about this girl, why don't you look at it when you walk." If he meets a disciple, won't he take advantage of it!"

Hearing this, Xin'er's beautiful face turned red with shame, and she muttered in her heart: "People hope that you are a disciple, so that I can ......" Thinking about it, her face was so red that she was about to drip blood, glanced down at Zhao Qingyu, left him, and hurriedly ran to the street.

"I'm angry, I shouldn't be!"

Zhao Qingyu shook his head, he only felt that a woman's heart, a needle under the sea, he couldn't figure it out, and with Song Xianglan, how could he still have the heart to think about other women.

I asked the girl and learned that Song Xianglan was enjoying flowers in the courtyard. At this time, it was the season when the peach blossoms were in full bloom, a gust of wind passed, the fragrance of flowers hit, Zhao Qingyu moved the tip of his nose vigorously, his face couldn't help but smile, and he entered the courtyard through the arch, and saw a beautiful woman in a goose yellow dress standing quietly under a peach tree from a distance, she caressed the peach blossoms, looked into the distance and pondered, as if thinking about something.

Although the peach blossom is beautiful, in Zhao Qingyu's eyes, it is less than one-tenth of this woman's face, and he stepped forward lightly, seeing that Song Xianglan did not react. He couldn't help but move in his heart, stretched out his hand to hug Song Xianglan, and asked jokingly, "Beauty, are you thinking about your lover?"

was suddenly attacked, Song Xianglan was startled, and subconsciously wanted to break away from the other party's embrace. But listening to his voice, he felt extremely familiar, his movements slowed down instantly, and he thought slightly, isn't this the man he longed for, so he said coquettishly: "If you hate it, it will scare people!"

Zhao Qingyu smiled: "Didn't I want to surprise you!" said Song Xianglan, then turned her body, and kissed her heavily under the surprised expression on her face.

Out of a woman's reserve, Song Xianglan struggled slightly, and then devoted herself wholeheartedly, because from Zhao Qingyu's actions, she could feel that this man loved herself very much, so all she had to do was to respond to him enthusiastically.

Guanyin, who followed Zhao Qingyu all the way, saw this embarrassing scene, his face was flushed with anger, and his willow eyebrows were raised on the spot, and he was about to cast a spell to forcibly separate the man and woman, but after thinking about it carefully, he still gave up, and said secretly: "It's better to find an opportunity to persuade Zhao Qingyu well, let him focus on big things, and not be too obsessed with women." ”

Shaking his head, Guanyin left the courtyard.

After a long time, Zhao Qingyu let go of Song Xianglan, took out a sword and a few treasures from the Ruyi bag, and said, "Xianglan, these things were given to me by the Dragon King, and I will borrow flowers to offer Buddha to you." ”

The Ruyi bag was also scraped from the Dragon Palace of the West Sea, at that time, when he took this treasure, Ao Yan's old face was green, and Zhao Qingyu knew that this treasure was extraordinary, so he left.

"Thank you, Brother Zhao!"

Song Xianglan put away a few treasures, and then looked at the long sword, only to see that the hilt of the scabbard was fiery red, the color was bright, and there was a faint flow of light on it, which was not ordinary at first glance. Holding the hilt of the sword, for some reason there was a feeling of connecting the heart, Song Xianglan frowned, and suddenly, she pulled the sword out of the scabbard, held the scabbard in her left hand, and turned the hilt of the sword with her right wrist.

The two were dumbfounded, they didn't expect the power of this sword to be so huge, Zhao Qingyu thought that the broken dragon spear in his hand was also a treasure of the immortal family, but it was far inferior to this sword. Surprised, he was a little puzzled, when choosing the sword, he also tried the power of this sword, only thought it was good, it was very suitable for Song Xianglan to use, he never expected that the power in her hand had increased more than ten times, could it be that this sword was born suitable for women to use, or Song Xianglan was the reincarnation of a big man, this sword was a weapon in her previous life.

Thinking about it, he looked at Song Xianglan carefully, just now he only cared about the light and thin beauty, so he didn't care much about the progress of her cultivation, this look, he almost didn't drop his jaw, he hadn't seen it for more than half a year, Song Xianglan's cultivation had reached the early stage of the Heavenly Immortals, and this kind of progress speed was really unbelievable.

Back then, it took him hundreds of years to reach the early stage of the Heavenly Immortals, but Song Xianglan only took less than a year, and this kind of talent was almost catching up with the monkey, compared to him, he was far behind. Zhao Qingyu suddenly felt a deep sense of frustration, at this rate, Song Xianglan will catch up with him in a few years at most, and there is no doubt that she will surpass him, so as her man, isn't she very faceless.

In fact, Zhao Qingyu completely thought too much, scattered immortals, earth immortals, heavenly immortals and even true immortals, it is very easy for people with extreme talent, it takes several times less than ordinary people, or even more than ten times the time, but the true immortals are Jin Immortals and Da Luo Jin Immortals, and the breakthrough of these two realms depends more on chance, and before the opportunity comes, even the cultivation genius cannot break through quickly, otherwise, wouldn't this world be full of Da Luo, and it will be completely chaotic.

Song Xianglan didn't notice the change in Zhao Qingyu, her mind was completely attracted by the phoenix pattern on the blade, for some reason, there was always a sense of déjà vu, as if this sword would take her to uncover a story that had been sealed for a long time. Holding the hilt of the sword, Song Xianglan could clearly feel that the sword contained a powerful power, which seemed to be able to destroy everything in the world.

Suddenly, her face changed, and she threw away the sword in her hand like a hot taro, "Brother Zhao, I don't like this sword!"

Zhao Qingyu was stunned when he heard this, he didn't know what was going on, the power of this sword released just now was far better than his own broken dragon spear, such a treasure of immortal mansion, others couldn't ask for knowledge, but Song Xianglan didn't want it.

After pondering for a while, he said, "Xianglan, this sword is extremely powerful, why don't you want it?"

Song Xianglan shook her head, her face turned pale, and said softly: "I don't know why, holding it, there is always a bad thought in my head, it seems to ...... It seems like it's going to ruin my life right now. ”

She still has a terrible feeling in her heart.

Zhao Qingyu frowned, the woman's sixth sense is really a little unreasonable, it is obviously a good divine weapon, but it has indeed become an ominous thing in your hands. Although it was difficult to understand Song Xianglan's strange behavior, Zhao Qingyu still decided to persuade her: "Xianglan, you have to think clearly, this sword can only exert unimaginable power in your hands, if it is given to others, wouldn't it be a pearl covered with dust." ”

Speaking of this, he paused, smiled and said, "Besides, if a strong enemy attacks one day, you can still help me!"

Originally, it was just a joke, but Song Xianglan listened to it in her heart, bit her lip, and said solemnly: "Brother Zhao, I listen to you, but you can name this sword!"

Zhao Qingyu nodded, stared at the blade and said thoughtfully: "This sword is fire-colored throughout, and there is a divine bird mark like a phoenix on it, so let's call it the 'Fire Spirit Sword'." ”

"Fire Spirit Sword. Song Xianglan muttered a few words softly, looked at the Fire Spirit Sword, and said secretly in her heart: "Sword, although I don't feel good when I see you, I hope you will protect Brother Zhao with me, he is my only relative in this world, even if I die, I can't let him be hurt in the middle." ”

The movement just now alarmed several girls outside the hospital, and they came to check one after another, and when they saw that the courtyard was in a mess, they couldn't help but open their mouths wide. Zhao Qingyu smiled slightly, waved his hand at them, and signaled that it was okay.