The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 1392 The Immortal Cultivator whose Spiritual Root Was Stolen (22)

Su Qinghuan didn't expect the young man in white to let go.

Looking at the other party's snowy clothes and black hair, his face is absolutely dusty, one can see that he is a cold-hearted person who is not close to strangers, but he did not expect that under such a cold appearance, there is also a bit of old-fashioned warmth.

The little fox will not be so self-obsessed that he thinks the other party is interested in sex, because the young man didn't look at her at first, and later because the little fox said that he couldn't control the sword, he just looked at her cultivation base.

This type of man is similar to the reading maniac of the later generations. He only feels that there is Yan Ruyu in the book, and he turns a blind eye to the beautiful and ugly skin around him, treating him like a pink skull.

……

Thinking that you don't have to climb thousands of steps, even if you use your spiritual power on your feet, it will take a lot of time.

There is a free spirit sword to use, the little fox was overjoyed, and she quickly saluted.

"Then thank you fellow daoist."

"It's a little effort, why bother to say thank you?"

The young man in white looked calm, and quickly summoned his natal spirit sword.

Like this young man, that spiritual sword is also plain white, except that there is a piece of black jade inlaid on the hilt, which looks like the darkness of night, making people even more afraid to look at it.

"Good sword."

The little fox travels between different planes, and has experienced the world of comprehension several times. Perhaps it is due to fate that she usually chooses to enter the Tao with a sword.

Therefore, seeing such a peerless spiritual sword at this moment, I couldn't help but feel a little admiration in my heart.

The little fox stared blankly at the sword for two seconds, then stretched out his hand subconsciously.

"Be careful--"

Seeing that the little fox was about to touch the sword edge, the pupils of the young man in white shrank slightly. He thought that this bold and curious woman would be hurt by the sword energy of his natal spirit sword, but who would have expected that the sword edge would be covered with a layer of soft white light, It seems to be close to the little fox.

"what……"

The young man in white looked at this scene in amazement. He knew the nameless ancient sword in his hand best. It was Master who took him to choose his talisman from the forbidden area of ​​Taiqingzong. At that time, the young man in white was only 17 years old. Years old, but he took a fancy to this nameless ancient sword.

At that time, in order to tame the hostility of the sword, he was injured by its sword energy, and the painstaking effort he spent was far more than ordinary people's recognition of the master's natal magic weapon.

Master Wugou also advised him, if it doesn't work, just change it.

After all, this nameless ancient sword is a fierce sword, stained with too much blood. Although it was later purified by an expert with the power of merit, it is far from being controllable by ordinary people.

But the young man in white is a man of death, he took a fancy to the nameless ancient sword, even if the sword sucked his blood dry, the young man would not hesitate.

……

"Why do fellow daoists look at me like this? Could it be that ordinary people can't get close to your sword?"

The little fox stretched out his slender fingers, and lightly brushed the cold and white sword edge.

The young man in white nodded slightly to the little fox.

"You guessed right, my sword has always been somewhat arrogant, even if my master's cultivation is several times stronger than mine, I can't make it bow down."

Unexpectedly, one day my nameless ancient sword will get close to a little girl whose realm is only at the Foundation Establishment stage, it is really puzzling.

……

Su Qinghuan didn't think there was anything strange about it, because she not only entered the Dao with the sword in many planes, but also had a very profound comprehension of swordsmanship. I'm afraid that there are few people in the world who can match her.

Although the original owner entered the Dao with sound attacks, and his knowledge of swordsmanship is mediocre, but this kind of high-level spirit sword must be able to faintly detect the difference of the little fox.

The little fox smiled authentically.

"Maybe I have a fate with this sword? I don't know what the name of this sword is?"

Seeing the thin lips of the young man in plain white clothes, the little fox thought that the other party would ignore him again, but unexpectedly, the young man looked at her seriously and said.

"The name of this sword is Nameless."

"..."

The little fox was stunned, not because this sentence was a mouthful, but because she was on a cultivation plane, and her little apprentice's natal spirit sword was also called the nameless ancient sword.

Thinking of that man, the little fox couldn't help showing a faint sense of sadness.

"Maybe it's due to fate. I have a very important friend who also has a nameless natal spirit sword, but it's an ancient fierce sword with a deep hostility, which is far less cute than the spirit sword of friend Daoist. gratifying."

"..."

The young man in white was taken aback when he heard the words, and he took a deep look at the little fox. In fact, the sword in his hand was also a fierce sword, but it was said that before the previous master ascended, he purified most of its hostility with the power of merit.

……

It's just that the young man in white and Su Qinghuan just met by chance, there is no need to tell the little fox about these sect secrets, so he said flatly.

"If there is a chance, I would like to get to know the friend that fellow Taoist said."

The little fox became more and more melancholy upon hearing this.

"He...is in a far, far away place, so there must be no chance for him."

When Su Qinghuan saw the white-clothed banished fairy who was as deserted as the moon in front of him, he couldn't think of his little apprentice from that plane.

Although the two of them were both very handsome, her little apprentice was not as bright and elegant as the person in front of her, but a very dark and cunning character.

He is surly and arrogant, and bowed his head to Su Qinghuan alone. Of course, at the beginning, this black-hearted guy was not so obedient, and he planned every day how to take the head of the little fox.

Because of a similar name of the spirit sword, the little fox's memory seemed to open a floodgate. Thinking of everything that happened in the past, the little fox's eyes became more and more gloomy.

……

Seeing that Su Qinghuan was in a bad mood, and that the young man in white was not the kind of person who was good at comforting others, he guessed that the person Su Qinghuan was talking about might no longer be alive, so he could only sacrifice his spirit sword and hold it under his feet.

"Fellow Daoist Su, come up here."

Su Qinghuan nodded, and soon obediently stood at the end of the nameless ancient sword.

The little fox has always known how to measure, and the distance between her and the young man in white is about one meter, so it won't make people feel too abrupt.

A gust of wind blew in, and the little fox was planning to use most of his spiritual power to stabilize his body, but unexpectedly, a protective mask appeared out of thin air.

The little fox was stunned for half a second, but saw that the expression of the white-clothed young man Yujian didn't change, as if he didn't notice her shaking just now.

"..."

He is really a cold-hearted person.

The little fox's impression of the young man couldn't help but get better.

"I'm going to Zixiao Peak to seek justice for myself, fellow daoist, thank you for giving me a ride, let's just leave it alone!"

The young man nodded, watching the little fox disappear into his eyes.

But for some reason, he thought of what the little fox said, and the young man vaguely remembered that some time ago, a Taoist boy sent him a message, saying that there was a happy event in Zixiao Peak, and he was invited to attend.

At the time he refused.

If I remember correctly, that day is today? !

(End of this chapter)