Miss Third: Secret Service Concubine

Jianjian is the sword of kings in ancient times. From the moment it was born, the sword was stained with the blood of countless people, and there were all kinds of ghosts under the sword.

Even the ancient Wang Jian had to show his body when he met that monster-like strong man.

visible……

Just how powerful is Yan Sifeng!

The blade of the King's Sword trembled slightly. Even though it was not transformed into a human body, the powerful aura exuding from that person still intimidated him.

He only felt that he was enveloped by a strong will, and his whole body was full of dangerous aura.

As long as these breaths go one step further, even if he is the sword of the ancient king, he can only be sealed and destroyed!

"Qingzhuyu, this man is fierce and powerful. He seems to have plans for the egret. Please throw me towards the egret. If there is any danger, I will detonate myself. At least I can save the egret's life." Wisps of dark red His blood flowed out from the blade of the Sword of Kings, saying these few words was already its limit.

A ray of consciousness appeared in Qing Zhuyu's mind, and upon hearing the word "detonation", Qing Zhuyu's expression changed drastically.

Why didn't he know the meaning of Jian Jian's words, detonation is self-destruction, and the self-destruction of an ancient king's sword can delay a second even in the face of a powerful enemy like Yan Sifeng.

And this second is also the time for the egret to escape.

but……

From then on, in this world, there will be no sword of kings, no swords.

Qingzhuyu looked at Jianjian complicatedly, even if Bailu died, Jianjian could seal himself and wait until the next master appeared, so he could sit back and relax.

But he actually thought of using the method of self-destruct to pave the way for Bailu. Presumably, the relationship between him and Bailu is not just as simple as "master".

Qing Zhuyu's face gradually returned to normal, and her mood also calmed down.

"Egret."

A deep voice resounded impressively, and everyone looked at Qingzhuyu.

At this tense moment, any disturbance will attract everyone's attention.

Bailu looked down at Qingzhuyu, and Qingzhuyu looked at herself solemnly.

When the egret's eyes fell on the sword of the king, Dai's eyebrows could not help but frown.

It doesn't matter that the sword has turned into its body, and so much dark red blood has flowed out... It is obvious that it has been severely injured.

A fleeting cold light flashed across his eyes. Among the people present, only the one in front of him could do it.

Although she knew that she was no match, she remembered this grudge.

The person who touches her is more irritating than touching her!

"The sword is a little heavy, I can't hold it."

After finishing speaking, Qing Zhuyu threw the King's Sword in his hand towards the egret floating in mid-air.

The King's Sword drew a trace in the air, and the air behind him showed dark red blood in an arc.

The dark red blood fell to the ground in less than half a moment.

It immediately turned into thousands of fierce ghosts and scattered around. In an instant, the dark red blood on the ground disappeared.

The King's Sword is known for killing people and stealing souls. Egret's cultivation level is obviously not high enough now, he can only kill people, but he cannot steal souls.

However, each of the previous masters of the Sword of Kings broke through the peak of the king

Holding the sword of the king in his hand, killing people and stealing souls, surrounded by the spirit of killing, wherever he goes, the ground is covered with blood, and the soul is lost.

The blood in the sword of the king is composed of the souls of countless people.