Pick up a god to cultivate immortality

Luo Qingyan complained crazily in her heart. Not only was it not a divine sword, it was still a sword, and even the type had changed.

People's words are scary, but rumors cannot be trusted!

But she was also surprised and happy that Wuyou could get a small black knife.

The bald chicken climbed out of Luo Qingyan's clothes and looked around curiously.

At this moment, the mountain suddenly changed, the ground shook, sand and rocks rolled down, magma mixed with thick black smoke, and large flaming rocks fell from above.

Luo Qingyan carefully protected Wuyou. She saw a steady stream of water spurting out from the crack in the stone where the knife was pulled out. The water flow continued to spread. In just a few breaths, the water flow was already submerged. A small part of the bottom of the mountain. The water flooded the bubbling magma and flames, making a terrifying "sizzling" sound.

For a time, the white mist grew bigger and bigger.

"Ah... so scary..." He hid behind her.

Luo Qingyan tightly grasped Wuyou's hand, jumped on the flying sword and immediately flew up.

Luo Qingyan shouted, "Wouyou, you've got a good grip!"

She moved forward at full speed, having to avoid falling flint in the process.

Wuyou nervously held the knife, and saw that the outer layer of the knife fell off piece by piece. All the black parts fell away, revealing the shiny white blade.

The handle of the knife was crystal white, exuding a faint luster. The luster wrapped around Wuyou's white fingers was like moonlight. The blade is sharp and shiny, covered in frost, low-key and beautiful.

Luo Qingyan let out a soft cry of surprise, but before she had time to appreciate it, she saw something on the knife quickly sinking into Wuyou's forehead.

She yelled in horror, "Be careful!" But it was already too late.

Wuyou was stunned and didn't respond for a long time.

Luo Qingyan was anxious and shouted to Wuyou, not knowing what happened to him. "Wouyou! Wuyou, what's wrong with you? Just talk!"

In desperation, she found the whereabouts of a nearby town. She was worried about Wuyou's situation and had to check it carefully before she felt relieved.

Luo Qingyan found an inn, settled Wuyou, and asked the waiter for some dishes and told them to deliver them later. After that, she stayed by Wuyou's bedside. He had been sleeping quietly.

Luo Qingyan raised her eyes and looked at the knife with a sad look on her face. Thinking about what happened today, I don’t know whether it was a blessing or a curse.

What kind of ancient magic weapon, as long as Wuyou is in good condition, it is better to reassure her than anything else.

"This sword is said to be an ancient magic weapon. I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse for Wuyou..." She said to herself, "When Wuyou wakes up, let him give this sword a name!"

"It's called the Liushuang Guyue Sword. It was an ancient artifact used by the Heavenly Emperor and God. It followed the Heavenly Emperor and God to fight everywhere. After the war between gods and demons, the gods of the Heavenly Emperor and God were scattered in the six realms, and the Liushuang Guyue Sword followed him. Follow his traces into the world to find its owner."

Luo Qingyan suddenly heard Wuyou's clear and cold voice. She suddenly turned around and said in surprise, "Wouyou, are you awake?!"

Then she frowned.

Wuyou was awake, but his whole person had changed. Although his appearance has not changed, his temperament has become a completely different person.

Now Wuyou still has a handsome face and bright eyes, but those eyes in the past were pure and ignorant.

The eyes now have a soul-stirring depth and awe-inspiring power that makes people feel fearful just by looking at them.

"Wouyou...you...how did you..." she muttered. She didn't understand why her Wuyou suddenly changed into a different person.

Xuan Yi looked at Luo Qingyan with a faint smile, "Little girl, why don't you recognize me now?" His tone was indifferent, distant and condescending.