Dragon Scale Palace Master

"Do you know who did it?"

Ye Yun Xiao's voice was cold and his expression reached a certain level of indifference. The last time he was so angry was probably when Tang Mengxue and Lingling were insulted by people in the dark prison.

He Qingfeng shook his head and said, "I'm just here too. I haven't even seen Zhao Xian's family, and I don't know how Zhao Xian died!"

Ye Yun Xiao nodded, and walked straight into Zhao's house.

Zhao Xian can’t say what the hero is, but he is also a member of the Long Kingdom Army. If he dies, he deserves a great burial, and since Zhao Xian was assassinated, Ye Yun Xiao can’t leave it alone.

It seems that going to Tianxu is going to be stranded for now!

Ye Yun Xiao walked into Zhao's house, and a man wearing white filial piety came over immediately. Ye Yun Xiao knew him. This person is Zhao Xian's son, Zhao Fengyu!

"Dianzhu Ye, you are here!"

Zhao Feng came over, and he was about to kneel down for Ye Yun Xiao, but Zhao Xian died, how could he let his friend's son kneel himself?

Ye Yun Xiao stopped him and asked hurriedly, "I only knew about your father's death, sorry!"

sorry?

These three words were spoken by the God of War of the Dragon Kingdom himself, so how heavy?

There are very few people who can make Ye Yun Xiao say these three words. Since Ye Yun Xiao said it, it is the most sincere expression!

"Dianzhu Ye, you are serious!"

Why didn't Zhao Fengyu know this truth, and hurriedly said, "Dianzhu Ye, let's not mention this for now! My father entrusted a very important thing to you during his lifetime, please come with me!"

Ye Yun Xiao nodded. Could it be that Zhao Xian made a good weapon?

Not long after, the two came to a room and stood still, Zhao Fengyu took out the key and opened the door, and a dark blue light flooded into his eyes.

In fact, there is no light in this room, but the dark blue light comes from a sword.

After Ye Yun Xiao saw it clearly, he discovered that it was a blue sharp blade. He was placed on the weapon rack, but it had its own light and was dazzling.

Ye Yun Xiao glanced at it and knew that his guess was correct. He knew the color of Ling Luo Tie!

"Dianzhu Ye, this is the weapon that my father used to fight during his lifetime. He entrusted me to hand it to you!"

Zhao Feng opened his mouth and said proudly: "My father has been building weapons all his life, but this sword is the pinnacle of his life. He named Wanling Sword and said, this sword is the only one. Palace Master You Ye is worthy!"

"Wan Ling Sword!"

Ye Yun Xiao slowly tasted the name, reached out his hand to touch the sword, and felt a "ding" sound coming from his ear.

The sound was like a thunder, making Ye Yun Xiao's heart beat suddenly, and he couldn't help reaching out and grabbing the hilt of the Wanling Sword.

"Good sword!"

Ye Yun Xiao drank two words, and then read: "A good sword is an edge! Mr. Zhao, I will pick them out personally who killed you. At that time, I will use their blood to sacrifice your spirit in the sky. , And use their blood to slash the sword!"

When Ye Yun Xiao's voice fell, she danced in this empty room, the sword's edge was like brilliant, alluding to Xingyue!

Rarely, Ye Yun Xiao would dance the sword in front of others, his body and spirit are tough, it is no exaggeration to say that even the gods, ghosts and demons have to applaud when the master of the Dragonscale Hall dances with the sword!

Zhao Fengyu stood aside, tears falling in his eyes, father, you can rest in peace!

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