Me, Keqing, can I be wronged like this?

After all, I saved a lot to save my life, and I am still messing around in the dust song pot.

It also added some excitement to the calm pot, but it was a small briquette, and the bitterness was frightening, fearing that some thunder would accidentally hit him.

"Don't worry, little friend, it's okay."

Guang Henghe didn't say anything, and Ke Qing didn't believe anything, and immediately took out a small ball of Sanqing Golden Thunder from the Dust Song Pot, and as soon as the small, tyrannical golden thunder came out, it opened its teeth and claws to vent its thunder power.

Guang Heng stretched out his hand to grab it.

"hiss--"

A tingling sensation came, and he pinched and shook it with great interest, as if kneading dough, and the little golden thunder couldn't escape from his palm.

Sure enough, it was Nascent Soul, extremely powerful. Thinking about it this way, it was a coincidence that he was able to kill the old man, and luck also played a part.

"Okay, I will return it to you, little friend."

Handing Jin Lei to Ke Qing, seeing that the other party didn't know where he got it, Guang Heng's eyes were full of interest, as expected of the guy that guy liked, it was really surprising in every way.

Unlike Zhenjun Guangheng, Song Yan paid attention to the sword that the girl said could absorb spiritual power.

"May I have a look at your sword?"

"can."

Ke Qing paused, untied the lightsaber, and handed it to Song Yan.

Song Yan took the sword and looked at it carefully, but she didn't feel anything strange, at most it looked quite delicate and sharp.

Without even thinking about it, the blade of the sword cut her arm.

"senior!"

Keqing wanted to stop it, but the speed of the opponent was too fast.

A tiny bloodstain flowed from the skin, but it healed quickly, without the devouring power that Ke Qing was worried about.

"Well, it's true that this sword doesn't look unusual, but it is indeed very sharp, and it can actually break through my skin."

"Indeed, from what I see, this sword is probably already a spiritual weapon, or I don't know why it looks so ordinary, and it doesn't have the aura that a spiritual weapon should have. No wonder this sword can kill him .”

Song Yan returned the sword to Ke Qing.

"However, I didn't feel the devouring spirit weapon. It may be because of special conditions. Anyway, if it is as you said, then this sword must have an extraordinary origin. This kind of existence is also coveted. You must keep it carefully in the future. , it’s best not to show his specialness to outsiders.”

"I see!"

Keqing nodded.

"Then, the storage ring..."

Ke Qing suddenly thought of something, and took out a ring, and this ring was the relic of the old man, and it was also a trophy.

"Since he killed you, you should kill him to protect yourself. It's only natural that this thing should belong to you."

"If that's the case, then I'll take it."

Ke Qing was also polite and took the ring away.

And Guang Heng thought of something, and handed a dark token to Ke Qing.

"This is for you, this is the token of the Xianmeng."

"The Token of the Immortal Alliance..."

Ke Qing blinked.

"That's right, with this token, you will get discounts when you go to the garrison cities of the Xianmeng, and you can use the token to enter the various secret realms of the Xianmeng, and you can even ask them to help you with errands."

Hearing what Guang Heng said, Ke Qing quickly pushed over.

"No, I can't accept such a valuable thing..."

However, Guangheng didn't take it, but said.

"How can you take back what you give away? Don't worry, my friend. This kind of token is specially given to a genius like you. You should treat it as an investment. Once an existence like you grows up, it will definitely make a lot of money. It's just a token." , what is precious, you may get more expensive ones in the future, and that is because you are worth it, do you want to refuse them one by one?"

Hearing what Guangheng said, Ke Qing pondered slightly, and did not refuse any more.

"Thank you very much, since that's the case, then I will accept it"

"Haha, refreshing! Little friend, I look forward to your future."

Guang Heng nodded his head with a look of relief.

On the other hand, Song Yan looked at the bad old man next to her, and wondered if she would also give some things, but when she thought that her precious apprentice was cheated by this guy, would it be too much to give her something now? loss.

There was some confusion for a while.

But Song Yan still thought about it seriously, and asked suddenly.

"Are you a sword cultivator?"

"Sword repair? I'm not..."

Ke Qing shook her head, but Guang Heng beside her was surprised.

"Although sword cultivators are different cultivators, spiritual cultivators can also be cultivated. Sword cultivators are powerful in battle, and their strength is not bad. They seem to be far superior to those of the same class. The old man sees that your sword skills are superb, and your skills are even close to Dao. There should be sword cultivators." Potential is the key, why don't you learn swordsmanship? Ordinary spiritual practice may not produce results, but my little friend is definitely different."

Facing Guang Heng's doubts, Ke Qing thought for a moment, then asked.

"What do the seniors think of sword repair?"

"what?"

Hearing Ke Qing's words, both of them were a little confused, but at this moment Qing explained.

"I have read the classics. It is said that sword cultivation needs to choose a sword as the talisman of life. The sword is in the presence of people, the sword is dead and wounded, and the human sword is united. In order to achieve the highest level of sword cultivation, is it so... "

"That's true. Almost most sword cultivators are like this. This is also their shortcoming. They can only use one sword in their life. However, there are no sword cultivators who will look for materials to improve the quality of their talismans during their growth. , are you worried about this?"

Guang Heng looked at Ke Qing, and pointed to her back lightsaber.

"Little friend's sword has an extraordinary history. I don't think I have such worries. I don't have to worry about the sword in my hand causing problems and regressing in practice."

"No... that's not what I meant."

Ke Qing shook her head.

"Why, what worries do you have?"

"...Well, it's not a concern, but a different idea."

"idea?"

Seeing Song Yan was puzzled, Ke Qing explained.

"In my opinion, a sword is a sword, just a weapon, and a person is a person, a life."

Ke Qing talked about each item, telling his own ideas.

"A person is not a sword, and a sword is not a person. In my opinion, life is free and should be controlled by oneself, while power is self-innovation, not external force. Either of these two should be controlled by oneself. in the hands of others, not even a sword that should have been a weapon."

"I didn't expect little friend to think so, it's refreshing..."

Guang Heng's eyes lit up, his words seemed very reasonable, yes, practice is to go against the sky, but it is not ridiculous to pin everything on a sword.

"Well...just a little opinion."

"So, the combination of human and sword may be too far for me. I only know that as a sword user, you can maximize the power of the weapon in your hand, and you don't need to do too many extra things."

"This will only make you more paranoid and even lead you astray."

Ke Qing said softly.

Seeing that the girl is so calm, and even clearly understands what she wants, and has her own opinions, Guangheng becomes more and more satisfied the more she looks at it, and even wishes to accept her as an apprentice.

It's just a pity that someone preempted it.

He shook his head and sighed slightly, and Song Yan at the side also got the answer she wanted, and she chose the gift she wanted to give.

"In this case, I will give you a set of sword skills."

"Eh?"

Before Keqing could react, she saw Song Yan stretched out her index finger and touched her forehead. At that moment, complicated information flooded into her mind. Subconsciously, Keqing dismantled it, recognized it, understood it, induction.

But for a moment, she was relieved.

"That's right, she woke up very quickly, she really is very talented."

At this time, Ke Qing couldn't say anything, she pursed her lips, earnestly and sincerely.

"thank you very much."

Song Yan waved her hand.

"That's not necessary. After all, you helped me win the martial arts competition. If you have to thank me, you might as well leave my house..."

"Qingqing!"

However, before she finished speaking, a huge force suddenly pushed her and rushed towards Ke Qing.

ah!My old waist!

Song Yan's teeth were itching to see who was so desperate, but she found that the person was none other than her beloved apprentice, and she became even more angry for a while.

I knew I wouldn't give that guy sword skills!

The girl's fragrance lingered at the tip of her nose, and the other party hugged her body tightly, as if hugging some beloved object, vigorously and hotly.

Keqing was almost out of breath.

"…What's wrong?"

Feeling the slight trembling of the girl's body, the subdued sobs rang in her ears.

A little moisture permeated the shoulders, wet the shoulders, and the scorching heat touched the calm heart a little.

Ke Qing paused, stretched out her hand, and patted her on the back lightly.

"Don't cry..."

she said softly.

"Sorry for worrying you."

Wanran shook her head vigorously, then vigorously again, then took a step back, looking at Keqing with reddish eyes.

"As long as you're okay..."

She looked at Ke Qing, her eyes suddenly paused, and they blocked her neck.

"Ah, it's a small injury, don't worry."

Wanran didn't answer, but touched her neck with her hand, and her fingertips gently slid across the skin, causing bursts of numbness, and the light green light slowly came out, as if wrapping the injured body with the same gentleness. place.

A cool feeling appeared in the place where the girl stroked, and the uncomfortable place and pain in the throat also gradually subsided.

After the redness and swelling subsided, and the neck regained its tenderness and naturalness, Wanran withdrew her hand, and then looked at Keqing fixedly.

As if wanting to remember her firmly, eyes are full of lost and regained pampering

"Well…"

Keqing touched her cheek, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Is it weird? Why are you looking at me with that expression..."

Wanran smiled lightly, took Keqing's hand, and looked left and right.

"Anything else hurt?"

"Actually, I took some pills just now, and everything is probably healed."

Wanran didn't speak, but held her hand and looked straight at her.

"...Well, my back still hurts a bit"

Smiling softly, the girl walked behind her, and those delicate white hands brushed across her back again, a tingling feeling seemed to run through her whole body, with a kind of delicateness that seemed to be there, holding each other and entangled.

I don't know why Keqing always felt a little uncomfortable, but seeing Wanran's serious appearance, she sighed slightly in her heart.

"Well, it should be fine.

She checked again, and swept Ke Qing's body one by one, and she was relieved when she found that the other party had no more injuries. "