Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 334 Blade of the Dark King! (2)
I almost forgot about this thing, although she made it out by hand, it doesn't look like...it doesn't seem to be very good, but I don't know why, when I first saw her, I thought it was suitable for Jun Yan, this thing and his body , has a very similar breath!

"What?" Lou Jun raised his eyebrows with interest, and on his handsome face with sharp edges and corners, there was a smile that was not a smile.

"Cough—" Ling Wushuang coughed embarrassingly, "Don't be disgusted"

She knew that he had a lot of good things in his hands, but even if it was really a waste product, he was not allowed to dislike it. After all, it was her wish, wasn't it?He risked his life and dragged it out!

Lou Junyan couldn't help laughing, even if this little guy has a conscience, even if he is given a broken stone, it is still a thing, isn't it?The elixir she gave for the first time is still there.

"Actually, it's not a good thing." Ling Wushuang looked at Lou Junyan's half-smiley eyes, curled his lips, as if implying that his hopes were not too high.

"A somewhat strange weapon." Ling Wushuang didn't know how to describe it. Her slender fingers grabbed the void, and the black glow flashed. She held the summoned thing in her hand and stretched out her hand to Lou Junyan in front of you.

The black handle, black blade, the whole body is pitch black, the simple appearance, the ordinary color, the curved arc of the jet-black blade, but it is very harmonious. The texture is like an ancient rune.

The shape of this sword blade is also very special, like a bow, the hilt of the black sharp blade is actually in the center of it, when you reach out to hold it, two jet-black sharp blades are symmetrically pierced out from both sides. .

Lou Junyan let go of the hand supporting his head, and slowly sat up with his reclining body, staring at the dark red eyes of the object in Ling Wu's hands, slowly reflecting the deep light.

"Is there something wrong?" Ling Wushuang was a little curious, and from Lou Junyan's expression, he immediately knew that the thing in her hand should be very extraordinary.

Lou Jun pursed his thin lips with bright red eyes, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth seemed to hide the arrogance that was about to break through the air. Then, when Ling Wushuang was caught off guard, he suddenly raised his head and laughed, and the red ink curled up on his tail , above the sharp-edged handsome face, exudes the domineering arrogance of ruling the world.

The wild laughter shook the world, causing the hearts of all the people in the east of the capital to shrink suddenly!
Lou Junyan's thin lips traced a bloodthirsty arc, and his slender fingers with sharp bones grasped the void. The black sword blade in Ling Wu's hands immediately came out of his hand, a dark and sharp light flashed, and in the next second, it appeared In Lou Junyan's fingers.

"Snapped--"

The voice of the slender fingers tightening suddenly seems to come from the trembling and awakening in the depths of the soul.

Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound from the jet-black sharp blade, and the aura released was exactly the same as the bloodthirsty and dark wind of the king in Lou Junyan's body, as if they were born as one!
"This..." Ling Wushuang looked at the situation in front of him, and slowly widened his cool eyes, a little unbelievable.

The pitch-black sharp blade trembled after a buzzing sound, and the surrounding purple-black light flourished. The purple light in the blade, as if summoned by something, pierced through layers of darkness, but it was In an instant, the breath was completely restrained again, and the whole room fell silent in an instant.

However, after the light faded away, what Lou Junyan was holding in his hand completely changed.

The shape of the purple-black sword blade, the curved arc, is impeccably exquisite and perfect. At the center of the handle, it seems like two dark purple faucets coming out of each other. It can be clearly seen that the raised scales The traces, two sharp blades flashing with dark purple light, seem to be the dragon's breath spit out from the dragon's head!

"It's really not Fanpin." Ling Wushuang's eyes flashed with excitement, but at the same time, he also wanted to scold his mother a little bit.

All the crap things still recognize people, they don't react in her hands, they don't fart, but in Lou Junyan's hands, they are completely different. You say, they are all human, why is there such a big difference!

Lou Junyan's slender fingers with sharp bones were held between the two pitch-black dragon heads in the center, and they moved slowly and tightly. In the dark red eyes, there flashed the arrogance of the sky, "The blade of the dark king has finally returned!" In my hands!"

Lou Junyan's hands tightened in vain, and with a sudden wave, the cuffs of the unicorn black robe pierced with gold threads rose, and several arcs of purple light were pulled out from the purple-black blade, flashing in the air like water waves, Flashed out, and then quickly disappeared!
"Blade of the Dark King?" Ling Wushuang blinked and muttered, "It seems very powerful."

However, listening to this, it seems that this thing originally belonged to Jun Yan, but she hit it by mistake and returned it to the original owner.

Lou Junyan looked at Ling Wushuang, with all kinds of hot emotions in his dark red eyes, wishing to rub the ignorant woman in front of him into his arms.

Ling Wushuang swallowed, and shrank back unconsciously. It was just a gift for him. No matter how he looked, he seemed to want to swallow her alive.

"Ah--"

Lou Junyan laughed hoarsely, grabbed Ling Wushuang who was shrinking back, rolled back his hand, and dragged the woman's petite body into his arms.

Ling Wushuang chuckled, nestled in his wide and cool embrace, stretched out his hand, randomly pulled a strand of his hair, and played with her slender fingertips, "Blade of the Dark King, what is this?" thing?"

Lou Jun's flaming red tail jumped on Ling Wushuang's slender white fingertips, like clusters of red flames lingering.

Lou Junyan clasped his slender fingers, a dark purple light flickered, and the blade disappeared in his hand.

Afterwards, he heard his hoarse voice, and said slowly: "The Dark King's Blade, known as the strongest weapon, even has the same attack power as the Ice Scepter, the supreme treasure among the Seven Treasures of the Primal Origin. The power of the ice scepter is to purify, and the blade of the dark king is to devour!"

"Swallow?" Ling Wushuang paused with his fingers, and raised his eyes with some doubts, just in time to look at Jun Yan's eyes hanging down from the upper floor.

Lou Junyan's dark red eyes dimmed slightly, and he spoke slowly, "Even if one is at the level of the King of Punishers, if he is accidentally injured by the blade of the Dark King, he can swallow all the profound energy in his body in a short time. all!"

Ling Wushuang's heart skipped a beat, "It's so powerful!"

After Jun Yan has it, wouldn't it be like a tiger with wings added! ?

Lou Junyan tightened his arms around the woman in his hand, his thin lips curved gracefully, and slowly added, "Besides, the Dark King's Blade is very important to me, and has a very special meaning."

Ling Wushuang nodded. The Blade of the Dark King must have some connection with Jun Yan. No wonder, when she saw it for the first time, she felt the similar aura. It seems that this is not accidental.

(End of this chapter)