I Am a Magic Sword

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"That Liang Guowu, should not know, Liang Pingguo let you marry the corpses?"

"What's the use of saying this? Now that the corpses have won, of course they have a loud voice!" Qing Yan calmly replied, "Again, we did indeed... they launched Liang Guowu just to increase the persuasion. Only!"

Qing Yan pursed her lips and carefully read the notice several times, as if to engrave every word and stroke of the word in her mind.

The announcement date was five days ago, and today should be the seventh day of October. The corpse faction left her enough time.

It should be that she missed the news and missed the time.

Her face was calm, as if she knew in advance that the corpse would do so.

He asked in a low voice: "Are you going? You can't come back if you go!"

"Am I already on the road?"

He knew that he couldn't persuade lightness.

"Are you going now, or waiting until the end of October? I think you took a step ahead and beat them by surprise!"

"No, they say the end of October, it's the end of October!" Qing Yan squeezed her hair and whispered, "I don't need to go in advance, but I hope they can be fully prepared, and finally all the corpse people are all Present."

"Your idea is actually pretty good!"

"Then you..."

"Since the South Territories, I have hardly stopped fighting. In these battles, I actually have a lot of sentiments... but I haven’t had time to digest them. I want to take a good look at this time, and I have to do it by the way. Ready to fight!" Qing Yan lost his way, "And, I have nothing else to do, I can only wait!"

"I respect your wishes, and you have more than twenty days left, free to arrange for you!"

"Ok!"

Gentle nodded cleverly.

She did not enter the city anymore, but found a remote mountain forest. After finding a natural cave, she walked in.

After walking more than thirty meters, she opened a hole in the rock wall around the corner as her temporary residence.

Perhaps considering that she would live for a long time, she carefully polished all the corners and protrusions in the cave, sprinkled insect repellent powder, embedded seven night pearls at the top of the cave, laid the carpet, installed the wooden door, and even opened two with sword gas. Vents.

After putting on the dressing table, chair, table, and putting a big bed solemnly, she pursed her lips and looked around her small room and murmured: "I always feel like I'm still a little worse!"

"It is a potted plant!" Chen Hao casually said.

"Oh, yes!" After clapping her hands, she suddenly became quiet again, "I don't want a potted plant, even if I dig it back, I won't be able to raise it for long...I used to raise potted plants in the blood gate, and I don't know Xiaoxing them Have you taken good care of it, I hope Xie Lao can help me take over it!"

Chen Hao didn't want to realize her boring emotion, and looked at the furnishings in Yanshan Cave aimlessly.

The dressing tables, tables, chairs and other furniture arranged lightly are very gorgeous, with bright colors, and the overall style is magnificent. From the decorative pattern style above, it should be the style of the Zhou Dynasty.

This can't fool Chen Hao's eyes.

However, the bed leaning against the cave walls, as well as the bed quilts, blankets, and pillows, are incompatible with the overall style.

The blanket is all black and very thin, and through the edge of the blanket, he may see a layer of cotton batting underneath.

The quilt material is very good, it should be good material, but compared with the tablecloth, it is still inferior...

That bed is also very long and should be specially customized.

Ordinary beds are generally two meters long, but this bed can be light, at least two and five meters!

Even with it, Chen Hao also found the blanket and bedding abnormality.

Chen Hao glanced at the light-faced height... Ha ha!

This seems very abnormal to Chen Hao!

Qing Yan has followed Zhou Lihua for so many years. Zhou Lihua has learned a lot about her problems.

Moreover, with the beauty of light face and that little obsessive-compulsive disorder, she does not believe that light face will not find the problem of style, he does not believe that light face can bear it!

This woman is the kind of space ring that has time to chase down the elite of the Blood Shoutang elite.

When Chen Hao was puzzled, his face waved lightly, and the terrible cold murderousness instantly filled the whole cave.

"There are enemies?"

"No, just a little hot!"

Qing Yan took off her coat and shoes, covered it with a quilt, and then gently pulled the quilt up to cover her face, revealing only scattered black ink-like long hair.

Chen Hao looked at the sunlight coming in through the vent, and for a moment, he didn't even know what to say.

Sleeping in the daytime?

Is this really good?

"This bed is not yours? I have never seen you take it out before!"

"Now it's mine!" Qing Yan hid in the quilt, urgingly said.

Lightly awakened, it was already in the middle of the night, and under the light of the pale yellow pearl, she appeared exceptionally energetic.

She ate some dry food prepared earlier and finally wanted to open up a practice room for herself.

She polished all the walls of the narrow training room smoothly. After scrubbing, she lightly wiped the walls freely and found no dust, she nodded in satisfaction.

He took a piece of futon, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes slowly.

The first is to eliminate distractions.

In the past, light face was always difficult to enter the empty state.

But what Chen Hao didn't expect was that today, Yan Yan quickly entered a state.

Her heart was like water, and countless battle scenes began to replay in her heart.

The Red Blood Soft Sword leaned quietly against the rock wall, motionless.

The entire practice room was quiet, and I could only hear the sound of water droplets falling along the stone stalactites and falling into the puddle.

Qing Yan saw countless illusory shadows in her mind, saw countless unjust souls in the field of the magic sword, and saw countless twisted corpses, layer upon layer towards the sky.

In her ears are countless wails and wails...

In a blink of an eye, most of the time passed, and Qing Yan also turned from cultivation.

She felt a lot about this training, but she didn't say much.

However, Chen Hao knew that her magical supernatural power had risen to a higher level and reached a great state, only one step away from the perfection of killing supernatural powers.

The mood should be much better.

Early in the morning, Qing Yan woke up from her sleep. She took a deep breath by holding the quilt, and then put everything in the temporary residence into the space ring.

After walking out of her temporary residence, she went out along the cave again. When she was about to exit, she stopped.

She saw a young warrior holding her hands and sleeping on the rocky wall, beside which there was a bonfire with Mars, three empty wine tanks, and a long sword.