Infinite Luck Master

No more outsiders to disturb me.

On the carriage, except for the handlebars who were driving outside, the only two people left in the carriage were Zhao Xueyan and Su Jing.

For a while, the atmosphere was quite silent.

She didn't open her mouth, and Su Jing didn't speak either...

After a long time.

As if she couldn't bear it any longer, Zhao Xueyan's eyes finally fell on Su Jing openly and she asked, "May I ask this young master's name?"

Su Jing nodded slightly and said: "I am Murong Ziying!"

"It turns out to be Mr. Murong..."

Su Jing suddenly felt a bad taste in his heart and replied: "No, my surname is Mu and my name is Rong Ziying!"

Zhao Xueyan: "………………………………………………"

"Uh... Mr. Mu!"

She seemed a little speechless. She glanced at the sword box on Su Jing's back and asked, "I have a presumptuous question to ask the young master. I wonder if the young master can answer it?"

"But it doesn't hurt to ask."

"Where did the sword box that the young master carried on his back come from?"

Su Jing asked: "Do you know this thing?"

It suddenly dawned on him that this bitch recognized me not from my clothes, but from the sword case on my back...

Zhao Xueyan said nonchalantly: "Yes, this thing was the responsibility of an elder friend of mine in the past. Somehow, it actually appeared in your body. Now I am filled with doubts."

Su Jing did not hesitate to give in, and directly brought out Murong Ziying's character, and said calmly: "This thing is a gift from my master. He has been making swords for half his life, and all he has left is this sword box. I have it with me." As a junior, it is natural to carry this thing with you at all times to show respect for your elders.”

Zhao Xueyan asked: "Elder? I don't know your elder's surname?"

"Zong Lian!"

It can be clearly seen that Zhao Xueyan's pupils suddenly shrank, seeming to be a bit shocked.

She stared at Su Jing and asked, "May I ask... is Mr. Mu a disciple of Qionghua?"

Su Jing pretended to be shocked, turned to look at Zhao Xueyan, and shouted: "How do you know the name of my Qionghua sect?"

"Are you really a disciple of Qionghua?"

This time, Zhao Xueyan was really shocked.

even……

The moment she heard about the Qionghua Sect, she almost thought that the other party had crossed the reincarnation space and came specifically to seek revenge on her, right?

Then he realized that based on what he knew about the force value of that plane, I was afraid that even if he practiced until death, the other party would not be able to develop the strength to transcend the plane.

So to say……

Is he a reincarnator?

She looked at Su Jing with a slight look in her eyes.

But he kept talking and continued to talk nonsense, "Mr. Murong...cough cough cough...Mr. Mu may not know something. I also met the Zonglian master in the past, and even had the honor to ask for advice from him. After all, Mr. Mu and I have the same identity."

By saying this, she clearly revealed her identity as a reincarnator.

There’s nothing to hide…

Even though they are both reincarnators, there is no benefit at all from fighting each other in the main plane. Moreover, in the reincarnation space, the main god does not just issue tasks to kill each other. It is hard to say whether everyone is an enemy or a friend. It doesn't matter if they take action rashly. significance.

On the contrary...

She smiled and said: "And speaking of it, I also visited Master Taiqing, the leader of your sect. I wonder if Master Taiqing is okay?"

Su Jing sighed lightly: "It has been nineteen years since the death of the previous head master, Master Taiqing. Now the head of Qionghua is Uncle Suyao."

"Nineteen years?"

Zhao Xueyan suddenly remembered something and asked in surprise: "Could it be that the twilight world has arrived again?"

She was secretly shocked. It seemed that if there were no reincarnations in these planes, they would continue to run on the original trajectory. It would be a completely real world.

And now it seems that I have only been away for a few days...but in that plane, nineteen years have passed.

The power of the Lord God is so great!

"Sure enough, Your Excellency truly knows our Qionghua Sect."

Su Jing sighed: "Oh, I'm ashamed to say that the Qionghua Sect has long ceased to exist... I... I am just a sinner of the Qionghua Sect."

"What do you mean by this?"

"The story begins when Master Suyu and Master Tianqing's son, Yun Tianhe, brought the Wangshu Sword to Qionghua."

Zhao Xueyan asked curiously: "Isn't Wang Shuxihe lost?"

"This... has been recast! After all, once reborn, the second time familiar, our Qionghua sect, under the leadership of the new leader Suyao, has put together nineteen years of hard work to create the new Wangshu Xihe, which is extremely powerful. It’s even stronger than the original version. Unfortunately, Wangshu Sword was stolen by Uncle Suyu, but nineteen years later, it was returned by her son!”

Su Jing forcefully came back.

Then……

Directly tell the story of Xian Si, of course, from the perspective of Murong Ziying.

The story is quite thrilling.

And perhaps because it involved local people that Zhao Xueyan had interacted with or even been hostile to, and the journey was quite boring, Zhao Xueyan actually did not interrupt Su Jing at all.

But just listen so carefully...

After a long time.

Finish the story.

Su Jingcai sighed, "That's the truth. Qionghua ascended, but I couldn't bear to see the innocent and tragic death of the creatures in the Fantasy World and the Demon World. Instead, I joined forces with Mengli Tianhe and others to destroy the Qionghua Sect's ascension plan, causing the Qionghua Sect to fall into the sky halfway through its flight, and was completely destroyed. Alas, I am really a sinner of the Qionghua Sect."

As he said this, he placed the sword box across his knees and sighed, "The Wangshu Sword was also destroyed when Tianhe destroyed the Qionghua Sect, leaving me with the Xihe Sword, wandering in this strange world, and even daring not to rebuild the Qionghua Sect."

After that, he took out the Xihe Sword from the box.

Red as fire, as if surrounded by flames, the golden Xuanhuojian replaced the sword barrier, which seemed to add a bit of sacredness.

Xihe Sword!

Zhao Xueyan only then realized what the hot feeling she had felt since she got on the carriage was.

And this sword is indeed different from the one Xuanxiao held in his hand at the beginning...

It seems that it is not the same sword.

The last bit of doubt in her heart also dissipated.

Then came endless sighs.

"That little girl... has she grown up? But she accidentally ended up in the human world and was adopted by a mortal. This is in line with her unstable nature."

Hearing that the cute little girl in her memory has now grown into a graceful young lady.

Zhao Xueyan inexplicably felt a sense of sighing...

Have I grown old too?

Wandering back and forth in countless planes, she almost forgot that she is now past the age of marriage. If she returns home, she doesn't have to worry about being used as a tool for marriage...because I'm afraid no one will look down on an old girl like me.

She sighed faintly, "I can't believe it, it feels like only a few days...but nineteen years have passed?"

This sigh is really sighing.

Because...

She really only passed a few days.