Listening to An Lin's words, Sun Yuluo's eyes turned red.
When he had nowhere to go, his idol said there was a place he could go.
Sijiu Xianzong can protect him from wind and rain!
"Sun Yuluo, are you willing to join the Sijiu Xianzong?" An Lin asked.
Sun Yuluo clenched his long sword tightly and said excitedly: "I am willing! I am willing to join the Sijiu Xianzong!"
He could endure being excluded by the sect because he admired a person, and he could also fight to the death for the safety of the disciples of the sect while enduring insults. But in the same way, he can also choose a sect he likes when he is looked down upon by the sect members and expelled from the sect!
"Very good, then from now on, we will be family." An Lin smiled.
Sun Yuluo felt as if he was in a dream. Unknowingly, he obtained the Lanmeng Ancient Sword of the Birth Spirit, joined the Four Nine Immortals at the same time, and became the family member of the most admired idol...
"Are you happy?" A little boy's voice came from behind.
"Unexpectedly, there is a different kind of joy in my heart..." Sun Yuluo smiled gently, and turned to look at the little boy lying behind him.
The little boy also smiled at him, two eyeballs popped out with flesh and blood, and kept rubbing against Sun Yuluo's face, it was slippery and cold...
"Ah...!!" Sun Yuluo screamed, with an expression of extreme horror on his face, his eyes rolled slightly, his body leaned over, his legs softened and he fell to the ground, almost losing his soul from fright.
"Hee hee hee, hehe...it's so fun." The little boy smiled happily.
The relieved Sun Yuluo burst into tears, what kind of ghost did he accept as a sword spirit
The battle at high altitude is also coming to an end.
The third elder, Zhu Yunshan, was brutally abused by Xiao Xie, and his body was already covered with scars.
Ouyang Xia, the eldest disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect who came to this world with force before, was also forced to retreat by An Lin, showing his defeat.
"Damn... let's retreat first!" Zhu Yunshan finally couldn't hold it anymore and shouted loudly.
Ouyang Xia's face was gloomy, and he split the man who was rushing towards him with his sword, and kept retreating backwards, and said in a cold voice: "An Lin, remember for me, the ancient Lanmeng sword belongs to our Tianjianzong, Sun Yuluo You must die! My Heavenly Sword Sect will recover this debt sooner or later!"
An Lin shrugged: "After talking about the scene, get out of here."
Ouyang Xia was so angry that her chest felt tight, she gave Sun Yuluo a hard look, and then turned and fled.
Zhao Siming and others, who had been eating melons silently, also took a deep look at An Lin and Sun Yuluo, and then flew into the distance.
In this way, Sun Yuluo became the sworn enemy of their sect.
This made them extremely complicated.
The image of Sun Yuluo fighting the blood man desperately to keep them alive in the sea of flowers before was lingering in his mind.
They also thought that maybe after returning to the sect, the relationship between each other could be further improved.
Unexpectedly, not long after that, they were already enemies of different sects...
Fate tricks people...
An Lin flew back to the ground and stretched his body: "Huh... this time the fight was fun enough, Ouyang Xia can be regarded as a very good training partner."
Sun Yuluo showed reverence on his face: "Anlin Sword Immortal, Ouyang Xia is one of the top sword immortals in our sect, and also the most proud apprentice of Sect Master Liu Mingxuan. I didn't expect that he is only worthy of being your training target!"
An Lin said calmly, "It's his honor to be able to practice with me."
Sun Yuluo was in awe when he heard this.
He really deserved to be the person he admired, indeed domineering!
"Sorry, Anlin Sword Immortal, I have caused you trouble."
Sun Yuluo had an embarrassing look on his face, and said gratefully: "I got the Lanmeng Ancient Sword of Shengling. I'm so good?"
An Lin patted Sun Yuluo on the shoulder: "Don't think too much, I don't care about Tianjianzong, I treat you so well because I like you!"
"Fancy me?" Sun Yuluo was a little puzzled.
Although he has good aptitude and was once the direct disciple of the lord of the Heavenly Sword Sect, what the Sijiu Immortal Sect lacks most is a stunningly talented monster...
An Lin nodded in affirmation: "No matter how the sect rejects it or how the disciples look down on it, at the critical moment, who can still shed blood for the same clan, who doesn't like it?"
"So it's because of this..." Sun Yuluo stared blankly at An Lin, thoughts surging in his heart.
An Lin smiled and said: "Besides that, you have many advantages, don't underestimate yourself, I am very optimistic about you, come on!"
With tears in his eyes, Sun Yuluo nodded heavily: "Yes, Sovereign Anlin, I will definitely live up to your expectations!"
The two of them soared into the sky with a dog, and embarked on the return journey.
The two sword spirits seem to like the environment of Necromancer Land more, and they will come out for a stroll from time to time.
Xiao Xie got a new brother and was in a good mood. Sitting on Dabai's dog's head, he even started humming a sweet little tune.
The voice is immature, but very clear, and the melody is extremely moving.
An Lin listened with considerable enjoyment.
Behind Sun Yuluo, there was a little boy lying on his stomach, also humming a song.
"Red blood... stained the wall... a small head... rolled under the bed..."
Weird melody, scary lyrics.
Sun Yuluo covered her ears and screamed all the way, tears soaring.
Why is there such a big gap between the same sword spirit? !
He is about to collapse! !
"Xiao Xie's singing is awesome!" An Lin praised happily, and couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch Xiao Xie's pink bun face, causing Xiao Xie to despise him for a while.
However, that look of contempt and rolled eyes is also extraordinarily cute!
The little boy Lanmeng also finished singing, lying on Sun Yuluo's back, kissed ethereally and deeply: "I... sing... nice..."
"Can... can you... stop... stop singing?" Sun Yuluo was so frightened that his tone was incoherent.
"Okay..." the little boy smiled, sticking out his long tongue behind Sun Yuluo's neck...
Sun Yuluo rolled his eyes and passed out.
The second before he fell into a coma, he was still thinking about his life.
As far as the subdued sword spirit is concerned, everyone really has a different situation. An Lin and him, one heaven, one hell...
After frightening Sun Yuluo into unconsciousness, the little boy felt bored, and turned back into an ancient blue sword, leaning quietly on Sun Yuluo's back, and releasing the cold air very thoughtfully, nourishing Sun Yuluo's meridians.
It was a good thing.
However, when the cold air enters the body, it seems to have side effects.
Sun Yuluo had a nightmare. He was obviously in a coma, but two lines of tears fell from the corners of his eyes. He screamed and yelled "Don't, don't" from time to time, obviously frightened and crying!
"Little Sun is very poor, Wang!" Dabai felt a little distressed.
"These two are purely hits, how did they get mixed together?" An Lin also felt strange.
Xiao Xie glanced at An Lin, and said calmly, "This is fate."
(end of this chapter)