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Mo Chen stepped out of the door and said to the little green snake: "But I can tell you, you have to follow closely, there are a lot of people over there, if you are not careful, you may really be stewed."

The little cyan snake looked disdainful.

Stew me?

Without Samadhi True Fire, don’t even mention it!

Hmm... That seems to be when Lingyuan was around before, but now, tsk, it's really hard to say.

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Seeing Luo Qier standing outside the house, Mo Chen felt a little sorry, "Say a few more words with this little snake, can you wait impatiently?"

Luo Qier shook her head lightly, saw the little snake on his shoulder, and scolded with a smile: "You little snake, I have fed you in vain these days, and I don't know how to thank you at all, white-eyed wolf, just like your master Virtue."

The cyan little snake thought to himself, my master is a god in the heavens, do you think it's this brat in front of you?

I can eat a little of yours, that is the blessing you cultivated in your previous life.

But now that he has lost all his spiritual energy, and his body is only three feet long, he really has no deterrent effect.

Moreover, this brat has a very good relationship with that girl, if he acts rashly, it may be detrimental to the subsequent plans.

The so-called practical man is a hero, a good dragon will not suffer immediate losses, and it is not too late for Junlong to take revenge for a hundred years. At this time, don't care about this girl.

Although he is a high-spirited and upright Dalong who doesn't care too much about her, his family's name must never be lowered.

What little snake, what white-eyed wolf?

Pooh!

Talk well, we can still be friends for a quarter of an hour.

It is said that snakes are relatives of dragons, but in fact we are much worse, can't we?

Not to mention the low-level species of wolves, can they be compared with me?

If you want to say it, you can only say that I am a white-eyed dragon!

Thinking of this, the cyan little dragon was very dissatisfied: "What is a little snake? I have a name."

Luo Qier became even more interested when she heard it, and stretched out her fingers to tease it, "Oh? You can still talk? Then what's your name?"

The cyan little dragon swayed in disgust, trying to avoid Luo Qier's harassment.

Damn girl, get up!

Do you think I'm your cat or dog?

I am a dignified sword spirit, a servant of God!

If it wasn't for getting back my lost spiritual energy, I could kill you with one paw... Once upon a time!

But the result was very tragic. Now it was unable to get rid of Luo Qier's ravages, and it was kneaded from head to toe.

"Go! Go! Go."

The cyan little dragon tried his best to raise his small head and put on a very imposing look, "My name is Yao Chu Qinglong."

"what?"

Mo Chen and Luo Qier asked almost simultaneously.

"Demon, pig?"

"Going to throw up?"

"Want to cook?"

The cyan little dragon said angrily, "It's Yaoxi! Yao, Yao, Yao...Xu, Chu, Chu, Chu, Chu, Chu, Chu, Chu, Chu, Chu, Chu, Chu, Chu, Chu, Chu, Chu, Chu, Chu, Chu, Chu, Chu, Chu, Chu, Chu, Chu, Chu, Chu, Yao, Yao, Yao, Yao, do you have any education?"

Mo Chen and Luo Qier finally realized, "Yaoxi, so that's the name."

But this name is too mouthful, and not easy to remember.

Luo Qier said: "Forget it, I'll call you Xiaoyao."

Mo Chen nodded again and again, "This name is still easy to remember."

The cyan little dragon jumped up and down, screaming: "What Xiaoyao, it sounds like the name of a third-rate pet, I don't want it."

Mo Chen didn't care about it, pointed to its nose and said, "Call again, I'll stew you."

The cyan little dragon choked suddenly.

After holding back for a long time, I finally squeezed out a smile, "Actually, I think Xiaoyao is pretty good, too."

Chapter 1 The Lost Sword Spirit (big chapter, [-] words, please subscribe, please ask for tickets)

Ten thousand grass-mud horses galloped past the heart of the cyan little dragon.

My dignified servant of God, I have lived for dozens... hundreds of... huh?Anyway, Qinglong, the oldest noble species, is now called "Xiaoyao" by a little girl?

Still being threatened by a kid who is also as small as pointing at his nose?

Where is the dignity?

Where is Longyan?

If it could, it really wanted to kill this pair of dogs and men with a breath of dragon breath.

But thinking of his current situation, this green dragon named Yaoxi had no choice but to forcefully suppress the overwhelming hatred in his heart, and silently gritted his teeth under Luo Qier's kneading.

"Dog men and women!"

Now that Lingyuan is not there, he can only bear the humiliation and bear the burden, pretending to be ignorant, presumably even if the God knows it, he will understand him.

Luo Qier reached out and hugged "Xiaoyao" who was about to collapse, and said softly, "Xiaoyao, come to mom."

Mo Chen smiled and watched Luo Qier teasing Qinglong with a doting face, wondering if all girls like being mothers so much?

The good news is, from Luo Qier's words, I haven't shown any abnormal behavior of eating blood in the past few days.

Could it be that the many things he absorbed also had an impact on this soul-devouring bloodworm?

Luo Qier pinched the body of "Xiaoyao" who looked loveless, and Mo Dust thought of what this guy said, and said, "Hey, meat dumpling, this little snake said that it needs a spiritual weapon to live in." , find one for it."

Luo Qier looked over with wide eyes, and asked in puzzlement, "Isn't this the green dragon you raised? Why don't you find one for it? Isn't that an interesting spirit weapon of yours?"

Mo Chen thought to himself that there are tens of thousands of parts in my piece of Tianji, which one will this guy get into?

Moreover, Tianjibian seems to have a spirit of his own, and it may not be suitable for this little snake.

Immediately said to Luo Qier: "Don't you have a bow, it seems to be called a dragon's beard bow? Shouldn't you have a weapon spirit?"

Luo Qier was a little confused: "Although that bow is called the Dragon Beard Bow, its grade is actually not high, and I'm afraid it won't be able to support the spirit of weapons."

Mo Chen said: "It doesn't matter, you let it stay inside first, and we will find a better one later."

Luo Qier gently stroked Xiaoyao's head, thinking of "we" Mo Chen said, her mood suddenly brightened.

At this time, Lin Jin naturally didn't know that he was thinking about the Qingxuan Sword every day, but the sword spirit inside had already been harvested as a family pet.

After the Qingxuan Sword was pulled out at Tongluo Mountain that day, all the sects and aristocratic families in the practice world were moved after hearing the news, and came to congratulate them one after another, and by the way to see the demeanor of the divine weapon.

Naturally, the Qingli Sect would not let go of this great opportunity, and immediately held a "Shenwei Appreciation Party", taking the opportunity to showcase the Shenwei, to make a name for themselves.

Lin Jin also showed his face in front of the major sects. He is no longer the despised and looked down upon waste boy of the Qingli Sect.

Instead, he was the chosen son who became a peerless divine weapon, and a rising star who was sought after by the entire cultivation world.

Everyone admires and admires him, and all sects and aristocratic families want to get acquainted with him.

During this period of time, his name was even louder than the famous young master Wu Shuang.

However, behind this infinite scenery, Lin Jin's mood was depressed and angry.

The Qingxuan sword was held high in the air by a well-arranged formation, and beside it was specially used the formation to spread out halos of light, which set off the incomparable brilliance of this peerless magic weapon.

Everyone who saw it felt a sense of respect.

But only Lin Jin knew in his heart that this Qingxuan sword was just empty-handed.

He didn't know what happened inside, and the weak voice in the sword also fell into silence after a few words without thinking.

After experiencing the initial anger and unwillingness, Lin Jin also began to think about the reasons behind it.

The last sentence that the voice said was "Don't mess with that guy named Mo Chen before I wake up."

These words gave Lin Jin a lot of information.

From Lin Jin's point of view, the weak voice in the sword is probably the sword spirit of this Qingxuan sword.

And when Mo Chen drew his sword, he seemed to be exhausted and suddenly fainted.

Lin Jin connected these together and deduced a rough line of events.

When Mo Chen drew his sword, he had an invisible fight with the sword spirit of Qingxuanjian.

In the end, of course, Mo Chen lost.

But the Qingxuan sword also consumed a lot of vitality, so that the sword spirit needed to recover through deep sleep.

The last sentence of Sword Spirit showed that it attached great importance to Mo Chen, that is to say, Mo Chen's performance at that time was enough to make it feel afraid.

But there is another doubt here.

Before the Qingxuan Sword came out, Lin Jin had already had a heart-to-heart connection with it, and during the fight with Mo Chen, the Qingxuan Sword gave him powerful assistance.

At that time, the Qingxuan sword he sensed was full of unparalleled power.

That is definitely not something that Mo Chen's poor cultivation can match.

And from the time Mo Chen held the Qingxuan sword hilt to when he collapsed, Mo Chen didn't use any vitality during this process.

"The most likely and reasonable explanation is that the battle between Mo Chen and Sword Spirit was carried out in a different way."

spirit?

Soul power?

Or Yuan Ling?

Lin Jin didn't know.

All he knew was that such a powerful Qingxuan sword didn't seem to take much advantage from Mo Chen.

This made Lin Jin angry and uneasy.

In fact, if Lin Jin really knew what happened inside, if he knew the actual situation of the three-layer configuration in Qingxuan Sword, then he might not feel angry, but would feel fear.

The guard seal is a melting world specially arranged by the bad old man. Thousands of miles of melting fire, the melting of heaven and earth.

The Azure Dragon Sword Spirit has been cultivating for millions of years following the Supreme God, and its strength is comparable to that of a powerful celestial general.

Coupled with the remaining half of the gods of the High God, the combined power of these three has surpassed the power possessed by ordinary gods, and is almost equivalent to a complete god of the High God.

That is a powerful force enough to destroy the world.

But they were all absorbed by Mo Chen's weird black hole vortex.

Lin Jin didn't know this.

But after some thought and analysis by himself, he came to his own conclusion.

This guy Mo Chen does have something unusual about him.

The voice in Qingxuanjian also repeatedly told him not to provoke Mo Chen easily.

Lin Jin had his own plans.

"After this battle, the voice in the sword was exhausted, and he specifically asked me to replenish his vitality."

"In the past few days, I heard that Mo Chen has been sleeping too."

This shows that Mo Chen's consumption is also huge, and he must need time to recover.

A sharp light flashed in Lin Jin's eyes, "If we don't kill him at this time, do we have to wait until he recovers?"

Mo Chen has become a thorn in Lin Jin's Taoist heart, a hurdle in his cultivation path, if he is not removed, there will be no day when his Taoist heart will be clear and smooth.

Today is the last day of the Divine Soldiers Appreciation Meeting. As soon as today is over, Lin Jin will be able to take the Qingxuan sword, go straight to Lieyang Peak, and kill Mo Chen.

So what if he was discovered by the sect?