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The sound of Jianqi's swordsong spread throughout the Demon Sect, and the Demon Sect shivered violently no matter whose sword it was.

Even the wooden hairpin inserted in the second sister's hair shook slightly undetectable.

Sister II stretched out her slender fingers and touched the wooden hairpin lightly, as if to straighten it. Under her touch, the wooden hairpin quickly calmed down.

The first peak of Mozong, Shen Yan and others have been together for a long time, Lin Chan is their sister and born sword fetus, they naturally can't help but pay attention.

Of course, also to open a gamble.

After hearing the sound of Jian Qi's approaching sword, everyone's face changed drastically. Shen Yan took the lead and flew towards the Tibetan mountain. The five soon came to the foot of the Tibetan mountain.

"Uncle Sanshi." Everyone saluted Zhuge Laifu who was waiting for Lin Chan at the foot of the mountain.

Zhuge Laifu nodded. Like everyone else, he was looking up to the top of Zangshan Mountain.

With their strength, the dense fog on the Tibetan mountains may be able to block their line of sight, but they cannot absolutely block their sense of consciousness.

They could sense that the sword gas on the top of the mountain was constantly making sword sounds. It seemed a little urgent, and there was a trace of dissatisfaction in the urgency.

The sound of the sword continued for a few breaths, and then it became quiet.

How to say, Jian Qi is like holding on, and after a few Jian Ming reminds Lin Chan, he quickly chose to be quiet.

It has its own shelf, its posture is very high, and it is also a little bit held.

For no reason, it seemed to have taken a fancy to Lin Chan, and she was chosen by the earth, and she wanted her to take herself away from the Tibetan mountains.

It waited at the top of the mountain, waiting for Lin Chan to climb to the top.

At that time, it will float in the air to examine her. After setting the shelf, she will tremble slightly to express her approval. Then, with her excited face, she left Tibet Mountain.

But what made it unexpected was that Lin Chan stopped at the Spirit Sword!

What are you doing?

In fact, even Shen Yan and others felt surprised.

They didn't think that they could take the sword gas before. They hope Lin Chan would take away [Ding Fengbo]. That is the sword of several of their masters, they are the masters they respect!

But Lin Chan didn't seem to have the intention to continue climbing. She walked directly to the broken sword. She didn't stop her footsteps until the sword's breath was nearly suffocated. Then she glanced doubtfully toward the top of the mountain.

There was a big doubt on the little face.

She seemed to be wondering, how could a sword be so loud?

"It ... its voice is so loud!" Lin Chan said in his heart.

The sudden sound of the sword just now sounded like thunder to the ground. The intensity of the sound was like thunder, which made the timid Lin Chan startled directly, and the thin and small body shook violently. a bit.

On the contrary, the broken sword in front of him is still like a hairspring, as if he will die at any time.

It is like an old man with a handicapped wind candle, lying on a sickbed, just the shock to Lin Chan and the weak sound of the sword, can be regarded as a glimpse of light.

Lin Chan feels as if he can feel his emotions, it is not begging for something, but ... somewhat unwilling?

Yes, it is unwilling.

Now Lin Chan faces two choices.

One is the broken sword in front of her, a sword with a long and lingering breath.

The second is that the sword qi suspended on the mountain top is near, a sword with a strong spirit.

The two seem to be two extremes!

Under the sound of Jianqi, all the swords on the entire Tibetan mountain were quiet, and it seemed that they were succumbing to the imposing power of Jianqi.

That Dingfengbo also chose to be quiet, because it is Yan Shu's sword, and Yan Shu is the first apprentice of Yanli. Its close relationship with Jianqi is different from other swords.

Only this broken sword is still making a weak call, conveying its own will.

It is not reconciled!

It's really unwilling!

I just don't know if it is unwilling to die, or is it unwilling to do other things.

...

...

Back mountain, cave.

Lu Xun listened to the description of the north and south of the cat, frowning slightly.

"Broken sword? Where is the broken sword?" He couldn't help it.

It was only a few months since he last climbed the mountain.

He remembered clearly that when he climbed the mountain, there was no such broken sword on the mountain.

Broken Sword is so special, if it was on the mountain then, Lu Xun would have noticed it at a glance.

It was as if a person with severe disability suddenly appeared in a row of people with sound limbs, which was too obvious.

The weirdest thing is that even if this sword is broken, even if the sword spirit is dying, it still has the level of a top-grade spirit sword.

During Mozong, did any practitioner with a purple-level fairy sword die?

Not really!

Where did this sword come out of thin air?

All this reveals a trace of weirdness, and I always feel there is another hidden meaning in it!

Lu Xun asked in a low voice: "Did Cicada still continue climbing?"

"No." The little expressions on the north and south sides of the cat became serious.

That's how close the sword is! The mountain was brought to the extreme sword spirit by the master brother with sword raising technique!

"Why is she still hesitating? She's so anxious!" The cat sitting north and south couldn't help stomping her feet, but because she was too short and her legs were too short, she just kicked into the air and looked a little funny.

On the contrary, Lu Xun took a deep breath after thinking for a while, and said: "Xiaochan'er is a born sword fetus. She has a very sensitive perception of swords, maybe she can see what we can't see."

"Little Brother! That's close to sword spirit!" The cats stared north and south at their cat eyes, a pair of cat ears stood upright, and their small faces were serious.

"I know, but it's still as small as Cicada's own heart. She likes it as she likes." Lu Xun said: "What's more, it is only herself who can make decisions on the Tibetan mountains."

Lu Xun just asked himself, if Lin Chan took the broken sword, what emotion would I have?

He felt that he would be lost for a while, but he was not angry or dissatisfied.

This little dumb person has already suffered so much, and Lu Xun, as her master, hopes that she will have a happy life in the next days.

After getting along with this time, he loved her from the bottom of his heart.

She wants this broken sword, then take it!

Is n’t it just a little less task reward? Just wait for the beta and then double the pit back on the sand sculpture players. What's the big deal?

As for Jian Qi's nearness ... you put a stinky fart! Your wife has run away with Lao Tzu, you still look stinky! What are you arrogant about! It's still a gesture!

He accidentally warned himself: "If Xiaochan'er chooses to break the sword later, when she comes back, I must pretend to be very satisfied, don't hit her. The expression must be in place at that time. The level of the film emperor, this little girl is actually delicate! "

After the psychological construction was completed, Lu Xun sat down with the cats north and south, waiting for Lin Chan to choose.

Lin Chan on the Tibetan mountain quickly made his decision!

She glanced at the top of the mountain again, and then squat down firmly and took a step forward, reaching for the broken sword.

The broken sword with Gouyan's panting reminded her of her grandfather before she died.

Grandpa was lying on the sickbed at that time, with a sigh of relief in his mouth, he looked at himself weakly and kept mumbling: "I dare not die, I dare not die ..."

He was not at ease with his dumb granddaughter, so even if there was only one breath left, he was fighting.

This broken sword is also fighting.

It's just that manpower is sometimes poor, and Grandpa is still dead.

But this sword is different.

Lin Chan has a kind of intuition, he seems ... can I help it?

She didn't forget the words of the beautiful master. When Jian Qi just made her sword sound, she felt it carefully with the peculiarity of her natural sword tire.

Then she made her own judgment:

——This broken sword, if not too weak now, is definitely not worse than the sword on the top of the mountain!

She thinks this broken sword is the best sword on the mountain!

Although Jian Qi was very arrogant recently, Lin Chan was always a polite child. Just like when she rejected other magic weapons, she also bowed slightly towards the top of the mountain, expressed her apology, and then directly held the broken sword The hilt of the sword!

A white light enveloped her and sent her out.

The sword gas at the top of the mountain was obviously stunned ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ once again made a sound of sword sound, which seemed to be anxious and corrupted.

Did not choose me! ? Actually did not choose me! ?

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But Lin Chan has been teleported to the foot of the mountain.

The white light flickered, Lin Chan's thin figure emerged, and her thin arm held the broken sword tightly.

In the wooden house at the foot of the Tibetan mountain, the dumb old man did not walk out of the wooden house. There was a smile of relief on his face, and then he slowly bent down and bowed deeply in the direction of Lin Chan, paying a big gift, And he didn't get up.

At the top of Houshan Mountain, a man in white standing outside Xiaoshuzhai, looking up at the white clouds in the sky, a slight smile appeared on his face, and ...

-Deep memory.

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