Born with Protagonist's Face

Naturally, Wujizi and the others also saw the humanized scene of the Innate Sword. While they were amazed, they couldn't help but think about what kind of precious sword this Innate Sword was made for!

Zhong Chang squinted his eyes, "This sword is already extraordinary after the thunder tribulation, and it has wisdom and wisdom, and it is even more extraordinary; when the natural nephew learns to cultivate, I am afraid that it will become an extraordinary sword!"

"Yes, Immortal Sword, it's not a common name, it's a sword used by real immortals!"

Zhong Chang's eyes are bright, like a prophecy, no one is more convincing than the craftsman who forged this sword with his own hands!

Wujizi and the others were startled, Immortal Sword?

It's not just the flying sword in the name like the Heroic Immortal Sword or the Feihe Divine Sword, but it is used by the real immortals, the Immortal Sword!

However, they looked at Chen Tiansheng who was stepping on the sword and flying into the air, but there was no doubt in their hearts——

Born to be an immortal, the sword he uses is not impossible to become an immortal sword!

air.

Chen Tiansheng stepped on the natural sword and felt the feeling of speeding.

Would it be a bit too fast, though?

After all, it's not your own sword, what if you fall down?

Thinking of Chen Tiansheng, he stepped on the sword body subconsciously.

The speed has slowed down.

Tianshengjian seemed to understand Chen Tiansheng's intentions!

Hey, it's quite obedient!

Chen Tiansheng thought to himself.

The Tiansheng Peak was just around the corner, Chen Tiansheng subconsciously pressed down the hilt of the sword, and the Tiansheng Sword also slowly descended as if he understood Chen Tiansheng's intentions.

Swish!

Tianshengjian made a circle and flew away from Chen Tiansheng's feet, and Chen Tiansheng also landed steadily.

Following the Heavenly Sword floating in front of his eyes, the tassel on the hilt of the sword swayed and swung up and down, as if asking him for credit.

After this flying with the sword, well, flying with the sword!

Chen Tiansheng was much more interested in this strange natural sword, and he reached out his hand subconsciously.

The natural sword still did not hide, and even Chen Tiansheng noticed that the natural sword was slightly over the hilt, as if it was sent to him to shoot.

Chen Tiansheng was taken aback, so human?

Or simply addicted to being photographed?

Or... just obedient to yourself?

In the end, Chen Tiansheng didn't pat it, and he gently lowered his palm, holding the tassel.

Tassel started, and the natural sword also leaned over, and the hilt of the sword rubbed his palm intimately.

Chen Tiansheng's heart moved, could it be that this natural sword is trying to please him?

kindness……

Touching the hilt of the natural sword, a strange thought surged in my heart——

What the hell is this blood-connected feeling?

Released his hand, the natural sword slid along the way, the tassel flipped over, as if making a head-shaking motion, and then continued to hover in the air.

Then he wandered around Chen Tiansheng, Chen Tiansheng felt different in his heart, and looked much more pleasing to the eye.

So he stopped thinking about it and stepped forward.

Swish!

The natural sword followed.

...

Born Peak.

Vanilla was already looking forward to it. When she saw Chen Tiansheng's moment, she immediately showed a smile on her face. When Chen Tiansheng approached, she felt that her mind was empty and she was in a trance. She only had time to shout, "Senior brother..."

It was not until Chen Tiansheng entered the door that she stomped her feet in discouragement. She had a lot to say to her senior brother, but when she got to her lips, she forgot everything.

Swish!

An afterimage flashed past Vanilla's eyes and followed Chen Tiansheng into the door.

Vanilla's beautiful eyes widened, and she blurted out, "Senior brother, your... sword!"

Chen Tiansheng took a step and turned back with a face full of helplessness. The day Shengjian also stopped in time and jumped in front of his eyes.

Chen Tiansheng said, "Little Vanilla, discuss something with you."

"Well, senior brother, you said."

"How about this sword for you?"

"Ah!" Vanilla raised her head suddenly, Chen Tiansheng's face was in front of her, her cheeks were flushed, and she quickly lowered her head, Qi Ai said, "Senior brother... Are you going to give Vanilla a gift?"

"Uh... that's right!" Chen Tiansheng was slightly taken aback.

Her blushing cheeks quickly spread to the roots of her ears and neck, her eyes were dripping, and the air she was breathing felt was boiling hot, and the sound of boiling water sounded like "woo".

Vanilla's head was dizzy, how could she still hear Chen Tiansheng's follow-up words?

"Vanilla... how can there be... so lucky... to get a gift from senior brother... senior brother, don't lie to vanilla..."

"It's Senior Brother... I like to lie... Senior Brother is happy... Vanilla is also happy... Vanilla is also willing... Being lied to by Senior Brother!"

"Hey!" Vanilla couldn't help hugging her hot little face, she was ashamed and happy, what was Vanilla saying to senior brother!

When she raised her head again, her senior brother was nowhere to be seen, and Vanilla felt lost for a while.

My senior brother... really deceived myself!

Chen Tiansheng didn't mean to tease the little girl, but thought that Xiao Vanilla was so shy, she couldn't tell that she was a talented girl, a master of immortality, and the future Tianjiao of the sect!

For the sake of the future of the sect, it really still needs some good training!

kindness……

Or is it just that he is too charming, and the impact on Xiao Vanilla is too strong?

Hey... Sometimes when I look in the jade mirror, I have to be fascinated by myself, and the days when I am woken up by myself every day... It's not too good!

It's all to blame for the jade mirror given by Uncle Songdao. What kind of mirror do the lords want to look in? The first thing they do when they come back is to take a look at themselves in the jade mirror.

It's sick!

There is no cure!

There is no cure!

Just let me be so handsome!

ps: Sixth more. There should be one more in the morning. *