Peach Fortune Ring

With doubts in his heart, Song Yan moved into the sword spirit space, and followed with a sword.

"Oh!"

The two sword lights collided in the void, and the sword light that Song Yan slashed out easily defeated the sword light that was attacking him. With a childish "Ouch", a small thing was knocked into the air.

With a flick of his figure, he reached out and grabbed it, and a fleshy little girl fell into Song Yan's hands.

"Let go of me! Let go of me!"

The little girl struggled in his hands, but she couldn't escape no matter how hard she struggled.

"You are the sword spirit? Why are you so weak?"

Song Yan looked at this little girl strangely, she was only two or three years old, as for her strength, she was at most equivalent to the late stage of human immortality, no matter how weak the spirit of an ancestral artifact is, it is impossible for her to be in the late stage of human immortality.

"Bad guy, let me go, or I'll cry for you!"

the little girl threatened.

"Snapped!"

Song Yan flicked her brain in a vicious manner, and said with a smile: "Then try crying, how can you be a sword spirit if you are so weak, if you dare to cry, I will kill you and make a new sword spirit!"

The little girl Sword Spirit showed a look of fear: "Don't! Don't destroy her! She was only born, and she will become stronger after a while!"

"Newborn?"

Song Yan's expression became even weirder, and he pretended to be fierce and said: "Answer me honestly, and I will let you go, otherwise, I will kill you!"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

"Stop crying! Watching it again will really kill you!"

Song Yan threatened, as for whether he would be suspected of bullying a child, can the sword spirit be considered a human being?

The little girl did not dare to cry any more, and looked at Song Yan pitifully.

"Let me ask you, how long have you been born?" Song Yan asked.

"It should have been just now!" said the little girl.

With a twitch in his heart, Song Yan remembered that when he used the chaotic aura to refine the sword just now, part of the chaotic aura was sucked away. Could it be that part of the chaotic aura that caused the birth of this little girl?

After all, the chaotic aura is the most powerful aura in the world, and it makes sense to have some kind of special ability.

Thinking of this, Song Yan injected a trace of chaotic aura into the little girl's body. Sure enough, the little girl absorbed his chaotic aura without any sense of disobedience.

"Dad! Dad, can you let go of the doll?"

The little girl suddenly yelled at Song Yan.

Hearing this, Song Yan staggered for a while, almost fell, stared at the little girl and said, "Why do you call me daddy?"

The little girl took it for granted: "It's because of the gas injected by the father that the doll was born!"

Hearing what the little girl said, Song Yan was sure that it was the aura of chaos that caused the birth of the other party.

Suddenly Song Yan thought of something, and asked again: "Then what was your state before?"

"In the past, people seemed to be in a daze and didn't know anything!" the little girl said very seriously.

"Then how did you get here?"

"Of course my mother made me!"

"Then who is your mother?"

"Mom is mother!"

"Then can you take me to your mother!"

"Okay, Dad, let me go first!"

Song Yan let go of the little girl, and then the little girl flew in one direction, and Song Yan followed after moving.

Not long after flying, the little girl brought Song Yan to a place full of cold, the sky was covered with ice and snow.

The little girl continued to fly forward, and finally came to the end of the ice and snow world, where stood an ice sculpture, the little girl pointed to the ice sculpture and said: "Dad, this is Mom!"

"Could this be the sword spirit from before Yuan Gujian?"

Song Yan stared at the ice sculpture and began to size it up. This ice sculpture didn't leak the slightest breath, just like a dead object without life. Moreover, based on the outline, it can be roughly judged that this ice sculpture is a woman.

After a little hesitation, Song Yan raised his hand, with a flash of sword energy between his fingers, and then swiped at the ice sculpture.

"Crash!"

Immediately, the ice layer on the surface of the ice sculpture was scratched off by his sword energy, and a dreamlike and unparalleled ice sculpture of a woman appeared in Song Yan's sight.

"Mom! Wow, dad, look, mom is so beautiful!"

The little girl clapped her hands and shouted happily.

Song Yan frowned slightly, and stared at the ice sculpture for a while. This woman looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, but there was a faint sadness between her brows, and there was a feeling of sadness that could not be worse than death.

And he also discovered that the ice sculpture is also the sword spirit, which should be sealed by herself, and the aura on her body is extremely weak. If he hadn't chosen Yuan Gujian, I am afraid that in a few years at most, this sword spirit will be completely destroyed. destroy.

He thought of Uncle Yun's words, condensed a sky-breaking sword intent, and then drove into the ice sculpture.

no response!

So Song Yan condensed more sword intent into it.

But still no reaction.

In the end, he tried to inject part of the immortal power.

The ice sculpture still didn't respond!

"It seems that the other party wants to die wholeheartedly. It seems that this beautiful sword spirit is loyal enough to her former master! However, if you want to die, my master just doesn't want you to die!"

Because if the sword spirit dies, this Yuangu sword will almost be useless.

[Author's digression]: The third update is complete, thanks to [hechaozxc] [Little Ghost] for their big rewards

The first thousand and 790 chapters lost his wife and lost his army?

Although Yuan Gujian has given birth to a new sword spirit, but this new sword spirit is too weak, and I don't know how long it will take until the year of the monkey to grow up.