Sheng favors the genius doctor waste Chai concubine

Chapter 94
That powerful golden light spread throughout the room.

Mu Yunluo was almost blinded by the golden light.

After an unknown amount of time, when the golden light dissipated, she raised her eyes and looked at the sword in her hand, but she couldn't take her eyes away...

Is this... still that ugly sword?

Right now, the scrap iron on the surface of the sword in his hand has already peeled off, revealing the polished sword inside.

The sword is as thin as a wing, and the cold light flickers.

With this appearance, no one would associate it with the previous sword that had never been struck!
"It's so mysterious, in the blink of an eye, scrap iron has been turned into a treasure!" Thinking of this sword cutting off Mu Yan's sword, Mu Yunluo raised her brows and murmured softly.

She was about to take the sword and ponder it carefully, but unexpectedly, the sword trembled violently again, and at the same time, from the periphery of the sword, an extremely powerful force flicked Mu Yunluo back!
Fortunately, Mu Yunluo was clever and spun around in mid-air, otherwise, she would have been bounced to the ground!

Stabilizing her body, Mu Yunluo was sullen——

"I said you strange sword, you are sick, well..."

She turned around and looked at the sword angrily, but when her eyes fell on a certain place, all the words were swallowed back, replaced by endless surprise...

she……

what did she see?
In front of him, the sword had disappeared, and a man in purple appeared at the place where the sword was originally placed.

The man was dressed in purple, and the wide purple robe hung loosely on his body as if hanging on his body, revealing his strong chest.

He leaned lightly on the side of the table, with that incomparably evil-looking face, narrow and long like a knife-cut deep phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, and swept towards her, as if he was sizing her up.

Afterwards, his thin lips moved lightly, and he walked in the direction of Mu Yunluo...

"Little girl, what did you just say? Said I was sick?"

Standing opposite, Mu Yunluo could no longer use surprise to describe her mood.

She looked at the monstrous man in front of her, and there were thousands of grass and mud horses roaring past her heart.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and she looked at him with some uncertainty. "You, is that strange sword?"

"That's right, it's me." The purple-clothed man narrowed his phoenix eyes, and the smile in his eyes deepened. "I know that I am magnificent. You don't have to look at me with that kind of eyes."

After the words fell, the man in purple sat down slowly at the table, showing nobility with his gestures...

"Well, big brother, can you put on your clothes?" At this moment, a voice came from Mu Yunluo's direction.

The man in purple turned his head to look, but Mu Yunluo was looking at him speechlessly.

Seeing her expression, the man in purple had a little playfulness between his brows and eyes. "Could it be that you can't stop being fascinated by this seat's beauty?"

Can't stop your sister!

The corners of Mu Yunluo's eyes twitched fiercely——

Sure enough, sure enough, hooligans are not scary, but I am afraid that hooligans are too arrogant...

She just wanted to speak, but was choked by the next sentence of the man in purple and couldn't say anything.

The man in purple could only hear his eyes fly towards Mu Yunluo, and there seemed to be a lot of disgust in his eyes, and then, a faint voice sounded in this small room, "However, don't waste your time, although my seat Fate follows you, but your small bean sprout-like body is really not my cup!"

A bean sprout-like body?

She looked down at herself, raised her eyes, looked at the man in purple with disgust in her eyes, and curled her lips lightly, "What kind of eyes do you have? To tell you the truth, just you arrogant and rascally sissy, I I still don’t want to take another look at you! I think the scrap copper and iron before is much better than what you look like now!”

Hearing the sound, the man in purple squinted his eyes slightly, and there was a bit of danger in his eyes...

"Purple Night."

"What?" Mu Yunluo was confused by the two words that popped out suddenly.

"My seat, I am not called a sissy, this seat is called Zi Ye, the sword god of Jiutian Lingjian, and can also be regarded as the soul of the sword."

The corner of Mu Yunluo's eyes twitched——

Not a sissy yet?The names are so sissy!
Looking at Zi Ye's serious face, Mu Yunluo almost laughed.

Zi Ye frowned slightly, and there was a bit of chill between her brows, but she finally thought of something and shook her head. "Well, for the sake of you rescuing me, I don't care about you!"

"Rescue? So, you were trapped before, and then I rescued you?"

"Well, that's the case." Zi Ye didn't say much.

Mu Yunluo is not happy anymore! "So, I'm your savior? Damn! How dare you be so arrogant to your savior?"

"Because you are too weak." Zi Ye's long and narrow eyes swept over Mu Yunluo again, and then said these words lightly.

Mu Yunluo's tone froze.

This is true.

The current her is indeed too weak, let alone going to the imperial city, even in Qingling Town, she is walking on thin ice.

"Don't worry, this seat will definitely help you become stronger. This seat is the master of swords, and will help you become the top craftsman. Otherwise, others will laugh at me when they see such a majestic sword god following such a weak bean sprouts." Yes." Zi Ye gently caressed an ink-colored bottle placed on the table with his hand, he squinted his eyes and said these words with no expression on his face.

Mu Yunluo listened with a slight expression on her face. "Actually, if you don't say the last sentence, no one will treat you as dumb."

Seeing Mu Yunluo's gnashing of teeth, there was a slight crack on Zi Ye's icy face.

He leaned lightly on the chair, suddenly lifted the teacup on the table, and drank it down...

However, the moment he drank it, Zi Ye's complexion completely changed, and he felt as if his chest was burning with pain, "This... what is this, it's so spicy!"

Seeing Zi Ye's whole flushed face, Mu Yunluo laughed. "This is chili oil~Zi Ye, so you like chili oil, so next time, I will prepare more for you!"

These few days have been idle and boring, and I added some herbs to the seasoning.

One is to pass the time, and the other is to add these to the meals, all three meals will be of great benefit to the body, and it will save the distribution of those pills to Wang Meng's subordinates every time...

What Zi Ye drank in one gulp just now was her new product.

At that time, after she finished adding the ingredients, she put the things on the table...

Zi Ye's face was flushed red, and the previous ice cube shape completely faded away.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, and in an instant, a purple air flow rose around him, trying to force the chili oil out...

But at this time, a little movement came from outside.

Zi Ye's expression flickered, and a purple light flashed, and then, his whole body turned into a sword shape again.

(End of this chapter)