The little girl rubbed her eyes first, and stared at Emperor Monarch for a while. Then she threw herself on him with excitement, and wrapped her two little hands around his neck: "Ba Ba!" Emperor Monarch: "...Huh?" Emperor Monarch was stunned, and then pulled her off his body: "Are you Xuan-Yuan Sword...the new sword spirit?" The girl left the warm embrace and said with a little loss: "Well, the original sword spirit of Xuan-Yuan Sword fell, and I am the new sword spirit that was born not long ago." "Then shouldn't you call me master?" The little girl was stunned for a while, and then whispered: "...Ba Ba" Emperor Monarch's mouth twitched, thinking: It's enough to have a little stupid Longhua, why is there another silly sword spirit? But they are both small...

"Call me Master!"

The little girl was startled by Emperor Monarch Mo's sudden serious words, and tears began to flow in her eyes: "Woo woo..."

Emperor Monarch Mo rubbed his eyebrows helplessly: "Okay, call me whatever you want."

"Do you have a name?"

The little girl looked at Emperor Monarch Mo with tears in her eyes, and then shook her head.

"Then you can call me Xuan'er."

Emperor Monarch Mo said softly, wiping away a tear from her eyes.

"But can you change back to sword form?"

Xuan'er heard the words, raised her little head and looked at Emperor Monarch Mo, her two black little eyes widened a little bit.

Emperor Monarch Mo sighed softly, thinking:

This Xuan-Yuan Sword could not have been damaged in the previous battle, why does this sword spirit seem to know nothing?

Weak, pitiful and helpless...

Xuan'er put a jade-like index finger in his mouth, and after a moment he suddenly raised his head: "Baba, Xuan'er remembered!"

Then his mind moved, and golden divine light shone all over his body. His petite body gradually became illusory, forming a golden Xuan-Yuan Sword.

Emperor Monarch Mo held the cold hilt of Xuan-Yuan Sword, and after pulling the sword slightly out an inch, a deep, boundless breath like the sea came to his face.

Sure enough, even if the sword spirit is a silly little idiot, the sword itself is worthy of the name of the emperor's weapon.

Emperor Monarch Mo took Xuan-Yuan Sword to close the sheath, but he did not expect his sword body to tremble slightly. He said poorly: "Biao, Xuan'er didn't want to become a cold sword, Xuan'er wanted to follow Biao." Emperor Monarch shook his head helplessly, thinking: I should cry for a long time. 哭 _ ㅍ ... Zi Ming: I am also a little girl paper ... Emperor Monarch Mo: You are a dragon, and then gently played the sword body of Xuan-Yuan Sword: "Okay, then you turn into a human figure." "Okay" Xuan-Yuan Sword suddenly trembled, and once again bloomed Jin Mang into a petite person, two small arms-like arms, holding Emperor Monarch Mo's arm tightly. Emperor Monarch Mo touched his chin slightly and asked: "System, when will the next little treasure mouse come out?"

After a moment of silence, the system's cold voice sounded in Emperor Monarch Mo's mind, mixed with a touch of human resentment:

"How can there be so many little treasure mice?

It's all the host's fault. You kill them so quickly, it's hard for me to deal with it."

Hearing this, Emperor Monarch Mo said jokingly: "System, why do you sound a bit like a woman?"

The system fell silent...

Seeing this, Emperor Monarch Mo also put away the idea of ​​teasing it, if it crashes, it will be a disaster.

Then the figure flashed and came to the courtyard.

In the courtyard, Xue saw Emperor Monarch Mo appear in front of him, and his arm waving the long sword paused slightly. He hurriedly walked forward and knelt on one knee, respectfully saying: "Master."

"Well, get up, Xue."

"Have you mastered your sword state?"

Emperor Monarch Mo smiled softly, and was slightly surprised in his heart:

It really deserves to be an Apex Level sword Dao Body. In such a short time, not only has he mastered the sword energy and sword momentum, but even the sword state has been initially formed...

Hearing this, Xue's pale pupils overflowed with a touch of joy, thinking, is this the satisfaction of being recognized?

"Yes, Master, Xue is stupid... I have only had a glimpse of the way for several days. Although my cultivation has caught up with others, I am more than a step behind in terms of mystical skills and physical fitness."

After hearing this, Emperor Monarch Mo complained in his heart: Is this the Versailles of the Wolf-Slayer Girl?

"No, you have done very well."

Emperor Monarch Mo gently stroked Xue's face with one hand, speaking gently and warmly.

With the help of Emperor Monarch Mo and her own hard work, Xue managed to surpass the others and reached the Heavenly Saint Realm on par with others.

As for comparing her own shortcomings with others' strengths, it is definitely a little inadequate, after all, not everyone is Emperor Monarch Mo!

Xue's fair face blushed slightly, and after a light breath, she retreated respectfully to the side.

Yin Yue bent her fingers slightly and knocked on the huge purple dragon horn beside her.

"Woo~ Ha ha~ Sister Yin Yue, why did you wake me up? I was sleeping soundly..."

Zi Ming Long opened his mouth wide, yawned, and complained sleepily.

"Ah! Master!" Zi Ming swept his eyes over the women until he saw Emperor Monarch Mo, and immediately released his dragon transformation, ran to him in two steps, and said with a smile: "Hey hehe hehe... Master, I was just tired from practicing, so I took a nap..." Emperor Monarch Mo was also used to it, and just teased: "Don't eat too much, stupid dragon, I don't want to treat you as a fairy meal at the Divine Domain ceremony in the future!" Zi Ming smiled and stepped aside. Empress Qiu Shui glanced at the little blonde girl next to Emperor Monarch Mo, and felt an extremely sharp aura pressing into her soul. This feeling... She is not human! Empress Qiu Shui was slightly surprised in her heart. Ah? Another me, you said... She is not human? Well, it seems to be the spirit of some kind of weapon, with a very high grade... Empress Qiu Shui responded, and then she felt a sense of envy and jealousy in her heart. It's fine that this guy has an outrageous background, but how come he can find young Prodigy monsters to "tame" every day?

In his previous life, he wasted his life as an Independent Cultivator. Even if he enters the Emperor Realm at the age of a thousand, his wealth would not be half as much as his.

After Emperor Monarch Mo talked to the girls for a while, he prepared to return to the Divine Domain.

"Master... why are you so good to them, but so cold to me!"

Ning Shiyan bit her red lips and rebuked Emperor Monarch Mo unwillingly.

The Qiushui Empress next to her was shocked by her straightforward words, and seemed to have foreseen the scene of Ning Shiyan being turned into ashes.

Hearing this, Emperor Monarch Mo frowned slightly, turned around and responded calmly:

"Did you get something wrong?"

"They are either outstanding talents or useful to me, for their future potential."

"Of course I am willing to put in more effort, and even treat them with sincerity."

"And you - what do you have?"

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