Murong Xue narrowed her eyes slightly, a flash of meaning flashed in her cold pupils...
"Sister!" A familiar call sounded suddenly, and Murong Xue followed the sound, and saw Murong Ye, who was wearing a dark blue military uniform, walking towards the sun. The bright smile on his handsome face made the scorching sun in the sky overshadowed.
"What good thing happened to you?" With a rippling smile on his face.
"Huanyue gave me a gift." Murong Ye said with a smile, looking like a boy who just fell in love...
Murong Xue: "..."
Well, Murong Ye is not yet sixteen years old, he is a veritable young boy, the first time he fell in love, it was indeed the beginning of love...
"What kind of gift is it?" Murong Xue asked in a very face-saving way.
"It's this sword." When they got closer, Murong Ye handed the long sword behind his back to Murong Xue, that action was very careful and proud.
It's just a sword, so what's so good about it.
Murong Xue glanced at him contemptuously, looked down at the long sword, and saw that the scabbard of the long sword was black, with exquisite patterns engraved on it, and a huge sapphire was inlaid on the hilt of the long sword, refracting a dazzling light in the sunlight. shine.
Murong Xue pulled out the long sword, and the sharp and dazzling cold light shot out instantly, the dazzling Murong Xue couldn't help squinting her eyes slightly, the sword came out slightly, and the cold came: "It's really a good sword!"
"Yes, yes, you also think this is a good sword." Murong Xue's approval made Murong Ye's slightly suspended heart instantly relieved, his black jade-like eyes sparkled, and he was chattering endlessly. He stood up: "This sword is called Zangfeng, a master swordsmith in the Jingu Temple. It took three years to forge the best black iron. It is so sharp that it cuts the iron like mud... Buddha kills Buddha, meet ghosts and kill ghosts..."
Murong Xue: "..."
The more you say it, the more outrageous it is!
"Are there many swords like this in the shrine?" This sword is comparable in quality to the soft sword she is wearing now, and both belong to the peerless sword category.
Murong Ye proudly said: "Not many, the entire shrine does not exceed six..."
"Since this sword is so precious, why did Huanyue give it to you?" Murong Xue looked at Murong Ye in a 'perplexed' way. People in the Jingu Palace must also need such a long sword.
"Ahem..." Murong Ye coughed a few times unnaturally, and said with flickering eyes: "That...Huanyue said, this sword is very suitable for me..."
"Oh, the sword that suits you, Huanyue gave it to you directly." Murong Xue looked at Murong Ye with wide eyes, and raised her voice amidst his squeaking answers: "It seems that Jingu is very generous. Ah, as long as it is a certain sword, suitable for a certain person, they will give it away for free, even if that sword is the best sword, it is hard to find."
"I also use swords. There must be swords suitable for me in the shrine, so I'll go and ask for one..." After saying that, Murong Xue was about to go to Huanyue, and Murong Ye hurriedly stopped her: "Don't, don't... Don't go..."
"Why don't you go?" Murong Xue looked at Murong Ye in 'puzzled'.
"Because... there is no one who asks for a sword... What he wants is a peerless famous sword..." Murong Ye thought of a reason randomly: "There are not many such famous swords in the shrine. Sword, you can't ask for it..."
"So, you were given the sword by Huanyue because of love..." Murong Xue looked at Murong Ye with a smile.
"That...that..." Murong Ye whispered, his ears turned red quietly.
Murong Xue laughed secretly, he is really a pure young man, you can't be teased.