The fairy godmother got the villain script

Chapter 110 It Can't Be Streamer
With the help of cultivator Huashen, Meng Yang can rest assured.

Seeing that the black energy was dissipated, those elders who had been knocked out staggered up again.

Hua Fan, who had regained consciousness, didn't even draw out his sword, but just flicked his sleeves, and the standing corpses fell down in an instant.

very handsome!
This made Meng Yang envious.

Everyone is a sword cultivator, why would someone just wave their sleeves casually to fight monsters, but he was almost killed by the sword.

It just so happened that a walking corpse next to him leaned over and attacked Meng Yang.

Meng Yang snorted coldly, coming just in time.

The aura gathered on her sleeves, she waved fiercely, and the walking corpse disciple flew upside down and hit the wall.

Before Meng Yang could be complacent, she was shocked to find that this used up most of the aura she had recovered with difficulty.

And the little walking corpse that was blown away wobbled and stood up again.

After working on it for a long time, it turned out to be a trick, which is not useful!

Hua Fan just turned around and saw this scene.

Meng Yang seemed to see a trace of embarrassment in his eyes.

In the next second, he turned his back.

She glanced at Hua Fan's back speechlessly.

These elders don't know how to establish a correct image for her younger generation!No matter what time it is, I still don’t forget to pretend to be 13!

She sighed speechlessly, and threw the streamer casually.

The streamer of the rebellious period did not lose the chain this time.

The pitch-black blade of the sword flashed across, directly cutting off the walking corpse's head.

Clean and tidy, without any fuss.

Liu Guang flew back into Meng Yang's hands, as quiet as a chicken.

Hua Fan suddenly asked her: "Immortal Grade Spirit Sword?"

Meng Yang's hand holding Liu Guang trembled.

"What fairy-grade spirit sword? This is the high-grade spirit sword Liu Guang that Master bestowed on his disciples."

Hua Fan's pretty brows frowned instantly.

"Liu Guang?" He stretched out his hand towards Liu Guang, as if he wanted to catch Liu Guang to have a look.

Embarrassing things happened.

Meng Yang felt the suction.

But Liu Guang stayed in her palm like an old dog, motionless.

Hua Fan coughed softly.

A little embarrassment flashed across the face of the usually cold leader Hua.

Meng Yang heheed, and handed the streamer to Hua Fan, "Leader Hua, do you want to see the sword?"

"..."

A belated attention is cheaper than a dog.

Hua Fan expressionlessly ignored the Liu Guang that Meng Yang handed over, and said coldly: "You can call me Master Uncle, I have the same vein as your Master, although I don't know why you said this sword is Liu Guang , but I can tell you with certainty that Liu Guang was forged by myself, and it definitely wouldn’t look like this, and it’s impossible to have such power and spirituality.”

Meng Yang froze for a moment.

"You forged Liuguang?! But when Master gave it to me, he told me it was Liuguang, a high-grade spirit sword."

"Whether it is a streamer sword can be discussed in the future, but as its user, you can think for yourself, how can its power be comparable to that of a mere high-grade spirit sword."

The Liuguang sword trembled in the palm of Meng Yang's hand.

Meng Yang instantly felt its small emotions of complacency.

She glanced at the hilt and body of the sword, and then thought of the sword formula and uncontrollable loss of control that suddenly appeared in her mind just now.

An extremely strange emotion rushed into her heart.

This emotion came and went quickly, and in the next moment it was replaced by a heartfelt intimacy with Liu Guang.

She hesitated.

"Mysterious grade and fairy grade spirit swords both have sword spirits, but I'm sure there is no other existence in Liuguang sword."

"That's not necessarily the case. This sword is full of spirituality. It is definitely not a dead thing. If you didn't find the sword spirit, it only means that you didn't find it."

Hua Fan looked at Liu Guang with scrutiny and inquiry in his eyes, "I'm pretty good at forging. I've been looking at the material of this sword body for a long time but I can't see the way."

He paused for a while and said, "Meng Yang, I suggest you seal up this sword for now, wait for me..."

Hua Fan hadn't finished speaking yet.

The quiet Liu Guang became restless for a moment, and suddenly withdrew from Meng Yang's hand, rushing towards Hua Fan.

The coercion of cultivator Huafan suddenly rose, and Liu Guang, who was supposed to be blocked, went on a rampage, passing through Huafan's hair in the blink of an eye.

In the next second, Liu Guang turned back and got into Meng Yang's palm again.

Along with it was Hua Fan's strand of black hair.

...I have never held such a hot thing in my life.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Whether Meng Yang throws it or not throws it.

It seems disrespectful to throw it away, but if you don't throw it away, Meng Yang is a little afraid to look at Hua Fan's expression at the moment.

She smiled sarcastically, and with a very "natural" shake of her hand, her hair fell to the ground.

It's not so obvious when it falls into the yellow rubble.

The instigator even waved the hilt of the sword, for fear that others would forget it and not know it was a good thing.

"Uncle, Liu Guang isn't malicious, it's just naughty."

Hua Fan nodded.

"I know, it's just not happy."

He looked at Liu Guang and said: "This sword must have a spirit. Since it has no malice towards you, you should use it cautiously first. After returning to the sect, I will talk to my brother before making any plans."

At the end, he also comforted Meng Yang.

"Sword cultivator has this divine sword, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, so you don't have to be too nervous."

Just as Meng Yang was about to nod to cooperate, the sound of messy footsteps rushed in.

They turned to look over.

Xiaoqingyuan, Li Yuexin, Jizhou, Jinshi... more than a dozen monks who knew or didn't know Meng Yang rushed in aggressively.

Among them, Xiao Qingyuan took the lead, with a horizontal knife at his side, and shouted: "Senior Sister! I'm here to save you!!!"

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(End of this chapter)