Feng Wuxie shook his head, throwing away the strange thoughts in his heart.
Behind him, people gradually reacted.
They hugged each other and cheered.
"Honorable Lord." Li Yun stepped forward, with a touch of unconcealable joy on her face: "Our spirit power has been restored."
Feng Wuxie naturally felt it too.
From the moment she stood on the grassland, there was a feeling of soul power surging in her body.
When Li Yun finished speaking, she looked at the two swords in Feng Wuxie's hands with curious eyes.
She had seen Yan Yu and Chi Yan before, and the power of those two swords made her remember.
"Lord, are the two ancient swords you mentioned before, these two?" Li Ying asked curiously.
Only then did Feng Wuxie remember to lower his head and look at the two swords he had just acquired.
Different from the Zhenyu who was sealed off and Chi Yan who was severely injured, Ruoxu and Qingtan both maintained their heyday.
This made Feng Wuxie a little puzzled.
According to Yanyu and the others, shouldn't all swords be sealed
Why these two look... don't look like they have been suppressed for a long time.
As I was thinking, the two swords suddenly sounded in unison.
Feng Wuxie, who was already experienced, knew that this was a sign of the sword spirit's appearance, so he let go.
Ruoxu sword emitted a group of brown light, full of the thickness of the soul power of the earth element.
A man dressed in a brown cloth robe, who looked like a standing man, walked out.
His face has a slight vicissitudes of life, but it is sharp and angular, and his black hair is scattered with shawls, showing an unruly and free temperament.
The Qingtanjian turned into a small Zhengtai who was about seven or eight years old in a burst of green brilliance.
Seeing Feng Wuxie's gaze on him, a touch of red shyly appeared on the face that was too immature, lowered his head and turned his hands.
Uncle Sword Spirit and Zhengtai Sword Spirit...
Yanyu’s companions really have all types...
Feng Wuxie was thinking about it, but when he saw Ruoxu Sword Spirit, the unshaven uncle, he sighed in melancholy:
"Little girl, you have a sad face, and you don't seem to want to be the master of me and Qingtan? Don't you like our two swords?"
At this time, Xiao Zhengtai on the other side, Qing Tan Jian Ling, also looked at Feng Wuxie timidly, and said:
"Master doesn't like Qingtan? Did Qingtan do something wrong?"
With that, teardrops were already rolling in his eyes:
"I see! The master is angry that Qingtan and Uncle Ruoxu cut the Wuyin Island in half together! But... The Lord said that only by doing this can the master come over and claim us... Uuuuuu~ We have no choice but... "
Feng Wuxie was speechless by this incident.
I redefined them in my heart—
Uncle Sword Spirit and the weak Sword Spirit Zhengtai...
She shook her head silently.
But Feng Wuxie was more concerned about the attitude of these two sword spirits towards Jun Buran!
Obviously, the two of them don’t have the slightest hatred for Jun Buran.
, But very respectful
Moreover, listening to the meaning of this Xiaozheng Taijian Ling, Jun Buran actually wanted to give her two ancient sword weapons, Ruoxu and Qingtan directly from the beginning
That being the case, in that mirror domain, what should Jun Buran do to their group
"Ruoxu sword, Qingtan sword, what do you all know, what's going on with all this?" Feng Wuxie had too many questions in his heart.
However, Ruoxu did not answer her directly, only saying:
"Since you refuse to make a contract with us and don't let us recognize you as the master, then how do we answer your question?"
The Qingtan on one side has already made his eyes red from crying.
Feng Wuxie only felt a blue vein jumping on his head.
Please!
You two are ancient sword spirits!
Why does it look like two rascals, one big and one small
She took a few deep breaths and told herself not to be angry.
"Okay, okay, I don't dislike you... The purpose of my coming here is to find you."
Feng Wuxie also knew that he was a little impatient, so he calmed down and comforted:
"It's just that a lot of changes have occurred during this period, and the contract matter, once the truth is found out, we will be out of danger and we will proceed."
As she said, she couldn't help but sighed.
Unexpectedly, after listening to Ruoxu, the melancholy expression on his face disappeared like a trick.
He stretched out his hand and rubbed Qingtan's small head, and said with a smile:
"Look, I said, the hostess is generally soft-hearted, your appearance is dominant, you are a little milk doll, they like you like you."
Qingtan stopped sobbing, her little hand still wiped her tears, raised her eyes and looked at Feng Wuxie timidly:
"Really Master? Do you like Qingtan?"
"Really." She reluctantly reached out and stroked the top of Qingtan's head.
Qing Tan Jian Ling was very happy, and his little head rubbed hard against her palm.
When Feng Wuxie watched his movements like a little milk dog, his depressed mood improved a little.
She turned her head again, and glanced at the sword spirit uncle beside her faintly.
Can't help thinking:
Ruoxu Sword Spirit looks like Uncle Zhongliang, but if he cut his sword heart open, it must be black...
"But—" Feng Wuxie looked at the sword spirit uncle: "This uncle, now, you should answer my previous question."
Ruoxu held his arms, raised his hand to touch the scum on his chin, thought for a while, stopped joking, and said with a serious face:
"Little girl, Qingtan and I have been asleep most of the time, and we don't know much. I can only say that the Lord did take care of our two sword spirits during this long time."
Qingtan kept nodding his head on one side: "Yes, the Lord is a good person."
Ruoxu and Qingtan's attitude towards Jun Buran is obviously different from that of Yanyu and Chiyan.
Feng Wuxie didn't think any of them was lying.
Could it be said that there is something else hidden in it
Feng Wuxie thoughtfully muttered to herself: "Jun Buran, give you your hands to me
Is he so kind? "
"Exactly." Uncle Ruoxu nodded.
She only felt more doubts in her heart.
"Since the Lord let you go, it is better to ask if you have any questions in person, I believe the Lord will give you an answer." Ruoxu said.
Feng Wuxie nodded lightly, and then suddenly remembered something: "Even if you want to lead me into the game, you won't be able to tear Wuyin Island in half."
"Uh... this..." Speaking of Ruoxu's complexion, his smile was a little embarrassed: "That was an accident..."
"Huh?" Feng Wuxie raised his eyebrows.
"The Lord said, let us both make some movement. But we both slept too long. When we heard that we were born, we were very excited, so I tried harder..."
As Ruoxu said, he looked away and kept wandering.
As for the Qingtan on the side, it has a big chest: "Master, I am amazing."
Feng Wuxie's teeth itch:
"Well, if that's the case, then I will go to see that Jun Buran."
Feng Wuxie waved weakly:
"Go back to my space first and meet your companions. When I meet Jun Buran, I will talk about the contract."
"Good host."
"Yeah."
The two sword spirits responded.
Feng Wuxie opened the space and let them in.
Yan Yu and Chi Yan could not wait for a long time.
After dealing with the two sword weapons of earth and wood, Feng Wuxie packed his mind.
By the way, I ignored Xiaobai yelling and asked her to bring a good request to Crowkill.
"During my absence, your ability to cause trouble didn't drop at all."
At this time, the crow killer suddenly made a sound.
Although he didn't know the whole story, he could guess something from Feng Wuxie's dialogue with the two sword spirits.
Coupled with the several methods I saw before, it is enough to see what the people behind the scenes can do.
"I never cause trouble." Feng Wuxie snorted coldly, "It's just someone deliberately trying to trouble me!"
As she spoke, her gaze was cast into the high sky.
Feng Wuxie knew that the person behind the scenes must be watching her.
But it was obvious that Jun Buran had no intention of talking to her now.
"Heh..." Crow Sha chuckled.
It was Feng Wuxie who caused trouble, or trouble caused Feng Wuxie.
He doesn't care.
Who is that Jun Buran and what he wants to do.
He didn't care.
He used to care where Yaoxi was, but now he has his wish.
Now, all he cared about was being with Feng Wuxie.
"Crow kill." Feng Wuxie called out.
He heard the sound and looked at the woman in white: "Yeah."
"I'm going to make an appointment, do you want to go together."
"Okay." Crow Kill simply spit out a word.
—The people I follow in this world.
He said in his heart.
Then, turning into a black feather, drifted past and entered the ancient tower space he was most familiar with.
However, from now on, the ancient tower space will no longer be his prison!
It's—belonging.
(End of this chapter)