Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Xiao Yu was startled, then got excited, took the master and shouted, "master, wow, master, you see this sword seems to know me.".

Li Qing sighed, "Oh, my God, when six-year-old Xiao Yu climbed over the wall and ran into her backyard, Li Qing was wiping the sword handed down by his ancestors.

But this sword is not used by people.

Shizu also got it by chance, but he couldn't even draw out his sword.

But that night, she dreamed that a man floated out of the sword and told her that he was the sword spirit of the ancient immortal's sword. Ten thousand years ago, the master sealed the evil devil with his own strength in the God devil war.

However, the master's spiritual power has been lost. For thousands of years, the sword spirit has traveled all over the six realms and has not found the master's trace.

I had to seal myself to prevent accidents.

Shizu himself was righteous and liked by the sword. He volunteered to be a mountain artifact.

As long as the master was found, Shizu readily agreed and promised to protect the artifact from generation to generation.

However, with the loss of time and changes of years, the original Qingyang mountain sect has disappeared.

Now Li Qing is the only one left.

At that time, Li Qing was not on guard. He suddenly heard the roar of dragons and tigers from the sword. When he understood what happened, he saw a girl standing at the root of the wall outside. The sun hit her face, blinking long eyelashes and looking at her curiously.

When Jianling saw the girl, although there was a faint familiar smell, she felt very weak. Jianling couldn't confirm it, so she had to tell Li Qing to accept the girl as a disciple.

After careful teaching, he fell into a deep sleep again until he woke up again yesterday, and ye Xiaoyu also returned home from Hg.

Li Qing knows that his days of guarding the divine sword are over.

Li Qing took down the magic sword and looked at Xiao Yu seriously: "Xiao Yu, from today on, this sword will accompany you. This is an ancient artifact. It is also because of this..."

Before he finished, ye Xiaoyu couldn't laugh, "ha ha... Ha ha, master... Are you... Telling a story? I'm laughing to death. I'm still an ancient artifact, and I'm still an ancient immortal..."

Before Xiao Yu finished, the sword in Li Qing's hand automatically flew out and beat him indiscriminately.

While playing, a child voice sounded like a woman but not a man from the sword: "bold mortal, how dare you insult my master xianzun? You can mention this taboo? If your breath was not a little familiar, I would have to tear you down today."

Xiao Yu woke up from the initial rush and turned sideways. At the same time, his right hand broke through the air and grabbed the chattering sword like lightning.

Curiously turned over to check, and said to Li Qing, "master, where did you get this high-tech product? It's fun if you don't see it."

"Fun, your sister..."

The sword twisted to break away from Xiao Yu's hand and said angrily.

"Ha, return your sister. Aren't you an ancient artifact? Do you know what your sister is?"

"Hum, although I sleep deeply, I still have a sense of the outside world, but now I'm lack of spiritual power and the air is dirty, so it's hard to recover my skills..."

Li Qing stood nearby and couldn't hear Jianling. The solemn entrustment just now was laughed at.

Seeing Xiao Yu talking, I knew they were communicating and relieved their burden.

I think there are no immortals in the world. Now the divine sword doesn't know whether it's good or bad.

Everything can only go according to God.

So Li Qing grabbed Xiao Yu, who quarreled with the sword spirit, and told her the cause in detail. Xiao Yu was half convinced and half suspicious, but Li Qing dropped a drop of Xiao Yu's blood into the slot of the sword handle.