Jiang Qingyue did not expect that soon after the Heavenly Demon Divine Palace came out, someone would take the initiative to make friends with him.
And this friend seems to be a little too enthusiastic.
Jiang Qingyue refused at first. Although he felt that Xiayue was not dangerous, it always made him feel very uneasy.
It's a pity that Xiayue succeeded in persuading him with just one sentence. "Brother, don't you understand the modern situation? Sister can be a free guide for you."
She smiled brightly and even reached out to Jiang Qingyue.
Yinglong I always feel that this scene is a bit weird, like an unscrupulous uncle kidnapping a little lolita with a lollipop...
Wang Ping whispered to Jiang Qingyue, "Sixth Young Master, I think it's okay."
After all, if someone like Xiayue was up to no good, he could easily crush him to death without Sixth Young Master doing it himself.
Jiang Qingyue hesitated for a moment, then timidly held Xiayue's hand. "Um... Actually, I am exactly eighty-seven years old this year. Are you claiming that your sister is older than me?"
Cultivation's age has always been a mystery and cannot be judged by his appearance.
Xiayue induced. "Then if I don't call you brother, should I call you old man?"
Old... old man?
Jiang Qingyue showed an awkward but polite smile, "How about you call me brother?"
Wang Ping suddenly slapped his forehead with his hand, feeling that Sixth Young Master seemed to be easily abducted!
"By the way, brother," Xiayue showed a devilish expectant smile, "Your clothes are dirty. Can my sister take you to buy new clothes?"
Ah, it's so hard to choose.
Bunny girl, nurse uniform, sexy maid outfit, or something else?
Jiang Qingyue politely declined. "I brought clothes with me when I went out."
Xiayue said seductively, "But that's the style of clothing from three thousand years ago, right? Don't you want to be like your master and try modern clothing? It's very beautiful."
Jiang Qingyue heard the words "very beautiful", his eyes suddenly lit up. "Really?!"
Xiayue Seeing his prey take the bait, he nodded quickly and said, "Really!"
Jiang Qingyue lowered his head in embarrassment. "But I have no money."
Xiayue immediately touched his head and pretended to be generous. "It's okay, my sister gave it to you."
Wang Ping was sweating after seeing this, and had to remind him, "Sixth Young Master, you can't be easily bribed by such a small favor!"
Unfortunately, such persuasion is in vain.
Because Jiang Qingyue was so excited that he grabbed Wang Ping and almost dragged him to jump on Yinglong's back.
"Then let's go!"
Sword Tomb.
Sword Demon Duan Canghai took away Plain Shadow Divine Sword in the body of a remnant soul.
Facts have proved that his decision was absolutely correct, otherwise Plain Shadow would have fallen into the hands of Jiang Qingyue.
Heavenly Origin Sword Pavilion's defense was far weaker than he imagined, and there was even no defense at all. It seemed that a major change had occurred, and it was difficult for Duan Canghai to figure it out, but he didn't care - anyway, just get Plain Shadow.
But at this time, Duan Canghai was not as ecstatic as Wang Ping expected, and even seemed extremely angry.
Because the Plain Shadow Divine Sword in the hands of Duan Canghai actually resisted him and even desperately wanted to go to someone.
"Why!"
"I, Duan Canghai, have coveted you for thousands of years, and now I finally have you, and you don't obey me!" Duan Canghai roared, and waves of strong wind swept through the entire Sword Tomb.
Jiang Liuyun was in the way before, but Duan Canghai finally died of hatred. This incident became an indelible obsession in his heart: If Plain Shadow was in hand back then, I would definitely be able to defeat Jiang Liuyun!
But today, he finally got Plain Shadow, but found that it didn't recognize him.
Who can make Plain Shadow so persistent?
"I treat you as a supreme treasure, but you are unwilling to stay in my hands. You don't know where that person is, so why do you never forget him!" Duan Canghai was very angry, and his murderous intent and sword intent radiated out, making Hong Xiaowei, who was hiding in the corner, feel a biting cold pain all over his body, as if his body was about to shatter.
Hong Xiaowei gritted his teeth tightly, and blood oozed out from between his teeth. Small wounds appeared all over his body, and blood slowly oozed out.
"Master, please control yourself!" He had to say hastily.
The terrifying aura subsided, but Duan Canghai's face was still full of hatred and murderous intent.
Hong Xiaowei suddenly felt very ironic. The dignified Sword Demon Duan Canghai was acting like a licking dog in front of Plain Shadow Divine Sword. And Plain Shadow Divine Sword was like a goddess that he could not obtain, and he wanted to be with a certain cold male god...
Thinking of this, he almost laughed out loud. He didn't expect that Sword Demon would also end up in such a ridiculous and desolate situation.
But Hong Xiaowei restrained himself and didn't even show the slightest expression on his face.
Because he is afraid.
"Stay still!" Sword Demon let out a long roar and slapped Plain Shadow Divine Sword hard with his palm.
Layers of black light chains emerged, sealing Plain Shadow layer by layer with a clanging sound. The vast and majestic power dormant within them simply made Hong Xiaowei terrified.
The light of Plain Shadow finally gradually dimmed.
Plain Shadow No matter how powerful it is, it is still a sword, and its autonomy is extremely limited.
Duan Canghai does not need to be stronger than Plain Shadow Sword, as long as it can suppress its meager intelligence, it is enough to make it calm down.
But even if this shred of spiritual intelligence is suppressed, the power displayed is enough to frighten people.
And seeing this scene, Hong Xiaowei finally realized it.
Sword Demon Duan Canghai, obviously not some weak remnant soul that will perish at any time.
This ray of soul of his is so terrifyingly powerful, how could he die so easily!
"So that means..." Hong Xiaowei suddenly felt chills all over his body and seemed to understand something.
He was trembling all over and looked at Duan Canghai in fear.
"Ah... you understand, right?" Duan Canghai showed a cruel smile and looked at Hong Xiaowei.
Hong Xiaowei was simply horrified, and with a loud shout, endless sword energy burst out from his whole body.
"Chi chi chi--"
The space around him seemed to be torn apart, filled with shadows of broken swords, and filled with extremely terrifying and destructive energy.
The mutilated Demonic Sword Physique showed terrifying power at this moment.
"Idiot," Duan Canghai sneered, "What I have given you can naturally be taken away at any time!"
After his words fell, no movement was seen, but Hong Xiaowei suddenly showed a look of extreme pain and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The sword shadows around him suddenly collapsed, and he was horrified and said, "Why?!"
Duan Canghai said unhurriedly, "Ah, I forgot to tell you, each of these broken swords has a ray of my sword energy dormant in it. With my swordsmanship comparable to that of Immortal Sword, no matter how poor my cultivation is, it is easy to achieve this level."
"How could you detect it with your mere Body Sword level of swordsmanship?"
Hong Xiaowei turned pale and finally realized a profound truth.
A skinny camel is bigger than a horse.