I Have Countless Swords

When the little girl heard Zhou Xuanji's voice, she couldn't help looking up at him.

Zhou Xuanji was born in the royal family, with fair skin and delicate facial features. At the age of two, he was able to please most people. In the palace, he often pretended to be pitiful, which attracted the concubines of the harem to love him immensely.

Of course, except for the Empress, the lady made no secret of her disgust when she saw him.

The little girl stopped crying as soon as she saw his face.

"Are you awake?"

She exclaimed in surprise, forgetting her grievance, and hurriedly poured water for Zhou Xuanji.

When she came to the wooden bed, she held a bowl in her left hand, and held Zhou Xuanji in her right hand to feed him water.

Zhou Xuanji drank it all in one gulp, and his mouth was full of water stains. He giggled and said, "Sister is so nice."

The little girl giggled and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Zhou Xuanji, I'm two years old this year, sister, how about you?" Zhou Xuanji laughed.

Facing a little girl, he wouldn't worry that he would cause the other party's doubts.

"Zhou Xuanji? What a strange name. My name is Jiang Xue, and I am six years old."

The little girl mumbled with her fingers crossed.

Zhou Xuanji sat on her lap, raised his neck and asked, "Did you save me?"

"Yes, where are your parents? Did they not want you?"

Little Jiang Xue nodded and asked.

Zhou Xuanji replied, "They were eaten by monsters."

Empress Zhaoxuan is afraid that there will be more luck than good luck. As for Zhou Yandi, Zhou Xuanji has already thought that he is dead.

Knowing that Zhou Xuanji's parents were eaten by monsters, although little Jiangxue sympathized, she was not surprised.

It is not uncommon for her to be eaten by monsters when people go out hunting in the village from time to time.

The two little kids started to communicate.

Zhou Xuanji learned that the village was called Qinghe Village, which was located in a corner of the Nanhan Dynasty.

The Nanhan Dynasty was one of the subordinate dynasties of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Little Jiang Xue has never seen her parents since she was a child, and lives with her grandmother in her sixties.

No one knew her grandmother's name, so the village called her crazy old lady.

Since she was five years old, the crazy old lady has often gone out, leaving her at home alone.

She was frightened at first, but then she got used to it.

It must be said that the children of this world mature earlier than the earth.

It is worth mentioning that the crazy old lady will ask someone to borrow money from time to time, as for what she does, no one knows.

She owes an ass, and someone came to ask for it just now.

He even claimed to sell her to a kiln.

"Sister, I will protect you from now on."

Zhou Xuanji opened his mouth and said, after all, little Jiang Xue had saved his life.

Xiao Jiang Xue hugged Zhou Xuanji, smiled, but did not answer, but muttered, "Grandma has been away for half a month, will she not want me anymore?"

Zhou Xuanji felt distressed for a while, patted his little chest, and said with a smile, "Your grandma is gone, I'm here, isn't that the will of God? I can accompany you."

Anyway, he has nowhere to go. If he goes to the city, he might be caught, so he might as well stay in a small mountain village.

When Little Jiang Xue heard this, she immediately grinned, pinched Zhou Xuanji's small face, and said with a smile, "Okay, you will be my brother from now on."

When she was young, she was not prepared for Zhou Xuanji, after all Zhou Xuanji was so young.

"elder sister."

Zhou Xuanji exclaimed sweetly, seeing the savior so happy, he didn't feel tired either.

What a cute little girl.

At this moment, Zhou Xuanji's stomach suddenly growled.

"Sister, I'm a little hungry."

Zhou Xuanji said with a bitter face, when little Jiang Xue heard it, she covered her mouth and smiled and said, "Sister will cook porridge for you."

After speaking, she let go of Zhou Xuanji, got out of bed and left.

Zhou Xuanji got out of bed with him. He wanted to test the power of the Red Dragon Sword.

When he came to the yard, he glanced around. The yard was not big. There was a yellow dog and a group of chickens. There were three wooden houses in total, one for living, one for kitchen, and one for latrines.

After seeing Xiao Jiangxue walk into the kitchen, he quietly went around to the back of the wooden house.

Behind the wooden house is a hill, surrounded by woods, and there is no one.

Zhou Xuanji's mind moved, and the Red Dragon Sword appeared in his hand.

The seemingly large Chilong Sword was in his hand, but it didn't give him the slightest sense of weight, it was as light as a feather.

He slashed towards the mountain wall in front of him.

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The Chilong Sword slashed into the mountain with ease, making him feel like he was slashing tofu.

Zhou Xuanji was ecstatic.

Such sharpness!

It's not an exaggeration to cut iron like mud!

You must know that he is only two years old, and his strength is pitiful.

After thinking about it, he retracted his sword and turned to leave.

When he came to the yard, he hesitated for a moment, then walked to the kitchen.

He wants to see how the six-year-old girl cooks porridge, will she burn the kitchen?

Stepping over the threshold of the kitchen, he looked inside and saw Xiao Jiangxue standing on a bench in front of the stove, holding an iron spoon that was completely out of proportion to her size.

Judging from her appearance, it was obvious that she was already skilled in cooking, which made people feel distressed.

She seemed to feel that someone was looking at her, Xiao Jiangxue turned her head, and when she saw Zhou Xuanji standing at the door, she was stunned, then she put her left hand on her waist, looking like a little adult, and scolded: "Little brother Xuanji, hurry up. Go back to bed and rest, and the porridge will be ready soon."

Zhou Xuanji laughed and said, "Sister, let me set fire to you."

While speaking, he walked towards the stove.

"Don't! While you go, don't burn the house!"

Little Jiang Xue quickly stopped her, she put down the iron spoon and jumped off the bench to stop Zhou Xuanji.

Zhou Xuanji said, "Sister, don't worry, I've set fire to it."

"Will I believe it? You are only two years old, and I was still drooling when I was two!"

Little Jiang Xue hummed with her hands on her hips.

Zhou Xuanji said helplessly, "But you're only six years old. Cooking at the age of six is ​​also very worrying."

"You also know that I'm six? I'm not a three-year-old, but you're not as good as a three-year-old!"

Little Jiangxue still did not give in, her words made Zhou Xuanji wonder whether to laugh or cry.

This girl has really entered the state of an older sister.

The more sensible you are, the less hurt you will be.

Zhou Xuanji sighed faintly, turned around and walked to the door, sat on the small bench, and said obediently, "Then I will accompany my sister."

Seeing that Zhou Xuanji was so cute, little Jiang Xue couldn't help but walk over, rubbed his little face, and giggled, "Good, my sister will be ready soon."

After kneading a few times, she returned to the stove with satisfaction.

Zhou Xuanji just looked at her like this, but thought of Empress Zhaoxuan again.

He must find Empress Zhaoxuan!

Live to see people, die to see corpses!

Not only that, but he also has to pay the price for Queen Da Zhou!

Thinking of this, fighting spirit burned in his eyes.

"By the way, Sword Spirit, how can I get more divine swords and exercises?"

Zhou Xuanji asked in his heart that the White Crane Swordsmanship is just a swordsmanship, and he has not yet practiced the exercises.

If one develops spiritual power, the power of the White Crane Swordsmanship will leap forward!

"Every year when the sword master is one year older, he can get a chance to draw a lottery, which must contain a divine sword. At the same time, he can randomly select exercises, divine swords, swordsmanship, magical powers, medicine pills, etc. In addition, whenever the sword master breaks through a big When you reach the realm, you will also get a chance to draw a lottery, but there is no setting that must contain the divine sword." Sword Spirit replied.

"One year, one divine sword? So casual?"

"Sword Master, isn't this your creative idea?"