I'm just a big Luo Jinxian

Jiang Qingyue didn't expect that soon after leaving the Heavenly Demon God's Palace, someone would take the initiative to make friends with him.

And this friend seemed a little too enthusiastic.

Jiang Qingyue refused at first. Although she felt that Xia Yue was not in danger, it always made him feel uneasy.

It's a pity that Xia Yue succeeded in persuading him with just one sentence: "My brother doesn't understand the modern situation, right? My sister can be a free guide for you."

She smiled brightly, and even offered her hand to Jiang Qingyue.

Ying Long always felt that this scene was a bit weird, like an unscrupulous uncle abducting a little girl with a lollipop...

Wang Ping whispered to Jiang Qingyue: "Sixth Young Master, I think there is no problem."

After all, if a person like Xia Yue plots something wrong, he can easily crush him to death without the need for Liu Gongzi to do it himself.

Jiang Qingyue hesitated for a while, and then held Xia Yue's hand timidly: "Well... Actually, I am exactly 87 years old this year. Do you call your sister older than me?"

The age of a cultivator has always been a mystery, and it must not be judged by appearance.

Xia Yue induced: "Then I don't call you brother, do I call you old man?"

Old... old man?

Jiang Qingyue showed an awkward yet polite smile: "Why don't you still call me brother?"

Wang Ping slapped his forehead with his hand suddenly, feeling that the sixth son seems to be easily abducted by others!

"By the way, brother," Xia Yue smiled expectantly like a devil, "Your clothes are dirty, sister will take you to buy new clothes, okay?"

Ah, it's so hard to choose.

Bunny girl, nurse outfit, sexy maid outfit, or something else?

Jiang Qingyue declined politely, "I have some clothes to go out with."

Xia Yue earnestly said: "But that is the style of clothing 3000 years ago, right? Don't you want to try modern clothing like Master Zu? It's very beautiful."

When Jiang Qingyue heard the words "very beautiful", her eyes immediately lit up: "Really?!"

Seeing the prey take the bait, Xia Yue quickly nodded and said, "Really!"

Jiang Qingyue lowered her head in embarrassment: "But I have no money."

Xia Yue immediately patted his head, pretending to be generous and said: "It's okay, my sister gave it to you."

Wang Ping was in a cold sweat, and had to remind: "Sixth Young Master, you can't be easily bought by such a small favor!"

Unfortunately, such persuasion is futile.

Because Jiang Qingyue was so excited that she grabbed Wang Ping and almost dragged him onto Ying Long's back.

"Then let's go!"

......

Sword Tomb.

The sword demon Duan Canghai used the body of the remnant soul to take away the Suying Excalibur first.

Facts proved that his decision was extremely correct, otherwise Su Ying would have fallen into Jiang Qingyue's hands.

The defense of Tianyuan Jiange is far weaker than he imagined, and there is even no defense at all.Presumably, a major change happened, and Duan Canghai couldn't fathom it, but he didn't care - anyway, Su Ying would be fine.

It's just that Duan Canghai at this time was not as ecstatic as Wang Ping expected, and even seemed extremely angry.

Because the Suying Excalibur in Duan Canghai's hand actually resisted him, and even desperately wanted to go to someone's side.

"why!"

"I, Duan Canghai, have coveted you for thousands of years, and now I finally got you, and you don't obey me!" Duan Canghai roared angrily, and gusts of wind swept across the entire Sword Tomb.

In the past, Jiang Liuyun obstructed Duan Canghai and finally died of hatred. This matter became an indelible obsession in his heart: If Su Ying was in my hand back then, I would definitely be able to defeat Jiang Liuyun!

But today, when he finally got Su Ying, he found that it didn't even recognize him.

Who is it that can make Su Ying so persistent?

"I enshrine you as the most precious treasure, but you don't want to keep it in my hands. You don't know where that person is, why do you never forget him!" Duan Canghai was very angry, and his killing intent and sword intent radiated out, making hiding Hong Xiaowei in the corner only felt a bone-piercing cold pain all over his body, as if his physical body was about to shatter.

Hong Xiaowei clenched his teeth tightly, and blood oozed from the gaps between his teeth, and there were small wounds all over his body, which also slowly oozed blood.

"Master, please restrain yourself!" He had to say hastily.

The terrifying aura subsided, but Duan Canghai's face was still full of hatred and killing intent.

Hong Xiaowei suddenly felt ironic.Duan Canghai, the majestic sword demon, was like a licking dog in front of Su Ying Shenjian.And Suying Excalibur is like a goddess he can't get, and he wants to go to the side of a certain high-cold male god......

Thinking of it this way, he almost laughed out loud, he never thought that the Sword Demon would end up in such an absurd and desolate situation.

But Hong Xiaowei restrained himself, not even showing the slightest expression on his face.

Because he is afraid.

"Stand still!" The sword demon let out a long howl, and slapped Su Ying's sword fiercely with his palm.

Layer upon layer of black light chains emerged, sealing Su Ying layer upon layer with clanging sounds.The vast and majestic power dormant in it made Hong Xiaowei frightened.

Su Ying's light finally gradually dimmed.

No matter how powerful Su Ying is, she is still a sword, and its self-awareness is extremely limited.

Duan Canghai doesn't need to be stronger than Su Yingjian, as long as he can suppress its insignificant intelligence, it is enough to make it settle down.

But even if this trace of spiritual wisdom is suppressed, the power displayed in it is enough to shock people.

Seeing this scene, Hong Xiaowei finally realized.

Duan Canghai, the sword demon, was obviously not some weak and remnant soul that would perish at any moment.

This strand of his soul was terrifyingly powerful, how could he fall so easily!

"Then that means..." Hong Xiaowei suddenly felt cold all over his body, as if he understood something.

Trembling all over, he looked at Duan Canghai in horror.

"Ah...you understand, don't you?" Duan Canghai showed a cruel smile and looked at Hong Xiaowei.

Hong Xiaowei was terrified, and with a loud drink, endless sword energy burst out from his body.

"Chichichi-"

The space around him seemed to be cut apart, filled with phantoms of broken swords, and filled with extremely terrifying and destructive auras.

At this moment, the incomplete body of the magic sword has shown terrifying power.

"Idiot," Duan Canghai sneered, "Of course you can take away what this deity bestows on you at any time!"

After his words fell, and there was no movement, Hong Xiaowei suddenly showed extreme pain, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The sword shadows around him collapsed immediately, and they said in horror: "Why?!"

Duan Canghai said unhurriedly: "Ah, I forgot to tell you, each of these remnant swords has a ray of my sword energy dormant in it. With my master's kendo attainments comparable to the realm of fairy swords, no matter how much cultivation It’s not bad, it’s easy to do this.”

"How could you detect your kendo attainments in the mere physical sword state?"

Hong Xiaowei's face turned pale, and he finally realized a profound truth.

A dead skinny camel is bigger than a horse.