Fantastic Fantasy: The Daughter of Cloud Raising Luck at the Opening

"But... I don't want you to die."

Crystal tears flowed from the corners of Murong Ya's eyes, and the tip of her nose twitched.

"My luck has always been good." Wei Zi'an stretched out his hand to gently comfort Murong Ya, "Don't be afraid, we won't die."

"Ah."

Hearing Wei Zi'an's words, Murong Ya gradually calmed down. For two days, she wrapped her arms around Wei Zi'an's neck, curled up in his bad insurance, like an aggrieved kitten.

Hey.

Wei Zi'an sighed inwardly, and began to think about the current predicament.

King Wu's realm is not very good, but with the bonus of dragon energy from the southern kingdom, his strength should not be underestimated, plus the royal family's minions...

It seems that I need to go to the academy to learn from the teacher earlier, sir is the world's top combat power, even if he doesn't make a move, he should be able to improve himself a little bit.

On the other hand, Xia Emei should be asked to speed up her practice, just how to say that.

Thinking of his heart, Wei Zi'an suddenly looked sad.

Although the system is now bound to two people, the number of times that the aura can be extracted has reached 4 times a day, and the aura obtained is even more massive.

But I don't know why, my realm has never been improved, as if something is missing.

Wei Zi'an thought about it carefully, and felt that it should have something to do with the realm of the Taoist companion. Xia Emei is still in the seven-star three realm, and has not broken through. The spiritual energy extracted from her is a small amount.

The aura extracted from Murong Ya's body is huge, but she has no realm, and the aura is very pure. If it was placed on a normal monk, she might have been overjoyed, but she couldn't cultivate it.

In this way, an endless loop is formed. Although there are many spiritual qi in the sea of ​​qi, there are very few usable ones.

The most urgent thing is to improve the realm as soon as possible, or learn some other ways to get close.

Tread-

Suddenly, the sound of eager footsteps came from a distance, interrupting his train of thought, and gradually dissipating the ambiguous atmosphere between the two of them.

Murong Ya moved her ear tips, jumped off Wei Zi'an in a panic, turned her back and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Little Junior Brother, you..."

Fuling came to the garden excitedly, raised her hand, and just wanted to say, 'Why did you suddenly understand the meaning of the sword? 'But seeing Murong Ya with her back on her back and Wei Zi'an who looked a little guilty with her head down, she didn't know what to say for a moment.

This little junior brother must be bullying others again, and he must be disciplined and disciplined by the master when he returns home!
"Zian, how can you..."

Murong Yunhai followed closely behind. After entering the courtyard, he was taken aback for a moment, and then saw Murong Ya who was sobbing softly with her back on her back. She sighed secretly, and said nothing more.

"what happened?"

Wei Zian raised his head in doubt.

"that……"

Fu Ling blinked, pointed at Murong Ya who was lying on her back, opened her mouth and whispered, "What did you do?"

"what?"

Wei Zi'an looked in the direction of his finger, understood instantly, and said with a wry smile: "It's nothing, you guys misunderstood."

"Just say anything, there are no outsiders here."

For this, Fu Ling naturally wouldn't believe it all. The junior brother bullied others, and as a senior sister, she always wanted to express it.

"Sister Ya'er, are you okay?"

Fu Ling stood behind Murong Ya and asked softly.

"fine."

Murong Ya said softly: "The wind and sand dazzled my eyes, it will be fine in a while, if you have anything to say, just talk about it first."

Where does the wind and sand come from in the garden?

Hearing this, Murong Yunhai shook his head.

The two of them will end up in this catastrophe. It's a shame, but the father can't help much.

"Then let's sit in the house for a while. It's windy and it's cold outside."

Fu Ling took Murong Ya's hand and walked towards the hall. Before leaving, she gave Wei Zian a threatening look.

"..."

Wei Zi'an spread his hands and shrugged.

The key is that I really didn't do anything, why does it look like a bad guy...

At this moment, the breeze suddenly picked up.

A piercing sound came from far to near, and the tiny white spot turned into bright light, and then turned into a sword.

Shocked? !
Wei Zian narrowed his eyes slightly, a little surprised in his heart, and subconsciously stretched out his hand.

Jinghongjian seemed to have sensed the omen, and slowed down extremely fast, just in time to fly into Wei Zi'an's hands.

The sword seems heavy?
As soon as he started, Wei Zi'an faintly felt that something was wrong.

As the Jinghong Sword was held in his hand, a warm touch came from the sword body, and along the meridians, it quickly gathered to all parts of the body.

The blood began to stir, and the sea of ​​air began to boil, as if the whole person was in the rough sea.

Wei Zi'an closed his eyes and opened them again, there was a little light in his eyes, as bright as stars.

brush--

With a sword cut out, the world is at peace.

The sword light changed from one to three, and from three to nine, the piercing sword energy instantly split the pool in the garden of Murong Mansion into pieces.

The sword energy oscillated in the lake, and the belly of each fish turned white, and the fish was steaming with heat.

Such a strong sword intent.

On the side, Murong Yunhai's eyes widened, with an unbelievable light shining in them.

Although this sword is not fierce, the sword intent in it is indeed extremely overbearing.

The appearance of the sword energy changing from one to three, from three to nine, is very similar to a certain kind of magic technique.

Such a domineering sword intent, coupled with Shang Zi'an's outstanding talent, maybe given him a little time, he might be able to resist King Wu...

Thinking of this, Murong Yunhai clenched his palms tightly, his eyes glowed with excitement.

"Zian, you have realized the sword intent."

Following Murong Yunhai's words, a certain silence between heaven and earth seemed to be broken, the wind was blowing slowly, and the smell of grilled fish radiated far, far away.

"This……"

Smelling this scent, Murong Yunhai's pupils suddenly shrank.

In the piercing sword intent, apart from the water aura filling the sky and the earth, there is actually a trace of extremely shallow fire aura!
What exactly is this? !

"Sword intent..."

Wei Zi'an's eyes were deep, he clenched the Jinghong Sword in his hand, and murmured softly.

Is this the sword intent?

Holding the long sword in his hand, Wei Zian had an intuition that he could even kill people across borders!
Can sword intent break through the barriers of realm?
Or is it that his sword intent is a bit too tyrannical?
Wei Zi'an lowered his eyes, looked at the long sword in his hand, and felt a very subtle kindness from it.

Wei Zi'an's eyes widened in surprise, could it be that the sword also has emotions?
"This seems to be an extremely powerful sword intent."

Seeing the doubt in Wei Zi'an's eyes, Murong Yunhai stepped forward and explained.

"I've never seen such...a strange sword intent before, it should be very powerful."

Strange?

Wei Zian frowned slightly, raised his head and said slowly: "I hope."

Seeing the broken pond, Wei Zian's mouth twitched, a little embarrassed.

"Uncle, this garden..."