"Your sword is trembling......"

"You can see this?!" Xiao Qian slowly chewed a dog's tail grass in his mouth, turned his head, and was slightly shocked.

"Do you know that the sword is one......

"Man and sword in one? Xiao Qian moved uncomfortably, his eyes wandering, not knowing where to look or where to look.

“...... You're scared......"

"I, Xiao Qian, will I still be afraid!?" Xiao Qian's body stagnated slightly when he heard this.

"Come to me and tell me something strange. Who are you,..." Xiao Qian said impatiently.

"I guess you'd better not know my name. ”

"Don't pretend!"

"Hades"

Xiao Qian's body shook obviously.

"Why did you find me...!"

"You're dead?"

".................." Xiao Qian was speechless.

"You were born smart, you should have known it a long time ago. ”

"..............." Xiao Qian was even more speechless.

"Come with me......"

"No, I'll stay here for a while. ”

Hades laughed, "Stay?"

"Hmm!"

"Let's go, you can't die!"

Xiao Qian was even more surprised......

"This is the Hall of the Dead,"

"You lied to me!"

"Let's go in......"

Xiao Qian turned to smile,

"Old man Hades...... I heard you have 30,000 sons?!"

"More than that!"

"Oh, I laughed. ”

Xiao Qian walked towards the Hall of the Dead. Stop.

"You're not afraid of cutting off your children and grandchildren!"

"Who else escaped me in these three thousand worlds?"

"You're thinking too much!"

Hades smiled.

Xiao Qianmo entered a milky white light screen and waved his hand back.

"No more!"

The Hades waved his long sleeves, and a black light flew through.

"I'm ***! Yin me!" screamed in the white light. →_→ the origin of "Little Black...... Barrier ......

"Xiao Qian, what should I do!" Wang Ergou hid behind Xiao Qian's back and waved his sword wildly, shouting anxiously.

"Someone is coming soon!"

Under the swing of Xiao Qianmu's sword, the yellow Xuan Qi faintly moved.

"Xiao Qian, cut it! Cut off its head!" Wang Ergou shouted, and saw a birdman coming...... put all the motivation on Xiao Qian.

I didn't pay attention, and a stiff-haired monkey came straight to Wang Ergou.

There are many talcumes on the high mountain road, and Wang Ergou screamed miserably, with a broken foot and a buttocks......

"Xiao Fang, if I die one day...... "Da Zhuang, don't say it anymore" Xiao Fang left tears.

Da Zhuang's head tilted, and when he squinted, two large pieces of bread pressed over......

"Huh, it doesn't hurt......" Wang Ergou touched his buttocks, and a strong force came from below.

"I**, which dog son sits on my face!"

"Da Zhuang, you lied to me!" Xiao Fang got up and kicked between Da Zhuang's legs.

"Oh!!"

The hard-haired monkey and the people around it are all stagnant. →_→o(∩_∩)o

"Someone's coming!" I don't know who called.

"Saved!" "Saved!"

White sails emerge in the green sea.

"Everyone rush!" Xiang Yingfei stood up and whipped several hard-haired monkeys with a heavy whip......

"Everyone!"

Countless swordsmen are surging in......

"Xiao Qian, you four are back! We thought you were dead!"

"Senior Brother Xiang!"

Xiang Mo took Xiao Qian and the four of them over.

"We almost didn't come back! Fortunately, there are Uncle Fan and Sister Xiang Ying," Guan Tong shouted.

"Little brother, let's sit in the tavern in the future!" "Little fairies, I'm leaving!"

"Attention, relatives and friends, go down the mountain now, lest the beasts wreak havoc!" a loud voice reached people's cochlea

Under the pine trees, countless people were separated, but there were still people who insisted on sending their children up the mountain.

"All the Qingping swordsmen are divided into two teams and march!" ......

Qingping is another wonderland, the Sun and Moon Cave.

"The sun and the moon fly far away, the golden and silver light dances to the sky, the fragrant fireflies and fragrant flowers know each other, and the lonely soul of Moqu has eight years of famine. There are acacia rooted in the mountains, there are swords flying without thinking far, the sun and the moon shine on the same day for thousands of years, and the wings are spread between the years. There are a few songs that are far away, and there are a few sweet locust flowers. One by one, Qingping, Sword Poetry"

Mountain streams, streams, water locust flower forests.

The white-clothed swordsman was in a team of two, and many "mortals" were engulfed into a colorful stream.

There are white fish in the stream, bears come to catch when the snow is fertile, there are small flowers on the ground, and warblers fly when the grass grows.

"Senior Brother Xiang, where is this ......?"

"Sun Moon Cave, there is another story, do you want to hear it?"

"Listen, listen, ......"

"Legend has it that there was an immortal in ancient times, named the fairy of the acacia flower, traveled down to earth, passed by the Sun and Moon Cave, and saw a young man practicing martial arts on that mountain peak, you see. Xiang Ying pointed and saw that the distant mountain peak was like a giant sword, and it was imposing.

"That's a sword......"

Xiao Qian's group exclaimed,

Seeing the young man staring at his sword, but not seeing him practicing martial arts, the immortal of the locust flower suddenly became curious, and released his spiritual sense to turn into a locust flower and waited beside him...... But I saw that the young man was beautiful and handsome, staring at the sword all day long......

"What is he staring at? Why don't I take a look?" the spirit moved itself closer, but couldn't make out the sword...... and moved closer...... I saw the young man leaning stupidly against the locust tree, still staring at the sword a few meters away......

The spirit consciousness was ashamed and did not dare to move, so it took root here.

A month passed, and the boy was still staring at the sword......

The Psionic Sense couldn't hold back any longer...... Speak ......

The boy was not surprised at all...... But he said, "Can you see it clearly?"

Psionic shook his head......

A few years later......

The young man sometimes came, sometimes he did not see the shadow, and the spiritual consciousness took root and blossomed......

Decades later......

Psychic flowers are all over the body...... Transmogrify into a humanoid.

A sword flew in.

"Little locust flowers, you are so beautiful, the beauty is messy, I will cut ...... for you"

Hundreds of years later.

"Little Acacia Flower, I haven't been able to cultivate into an immortal...... I have a knot...... It's you......"

He vomited blood and lay in Huaihua's arms...... It gradually turned into a big sword and became a mountain.

He said, "He is the sword of the spirit, he sees her, he loves her......"

I don't know how many years, flowers bloom all over the mountain.

"That's touching!"

Xiao Qian's bag is shaking,

The wooden sword......

(After the origin of the two swords is written, it is a little uncomfortable to write later, but in my conception, I'm sorry, =_= Xiao Qian, grow up quickly...... (??.??) The pits before the text are filled one by one, lalala)