What's wrong with my senior brother just doting on me? !

The moment there was a commotion in the sword tomb, Gu Nianzhi, who was guarding the door, was already ready to rush in and fish the person out.

It was he and his master who picked up these swords one by one from the battlefield.

A sword gives birth to a sword spirit when it spends time with its master. Its temperament may only be understood by the sword's master.

There has never been a good sword in this world that makes a person successful, only people tempering the sword.

Gu Nianzhi knew that some swords had weird tempers, and the little white tiger might encounter difficulties from some swords when he went in.

Especially when he is half of the demon race.

Therefore, he set up a protective formation on him and stayed outside the sword tomb to deal with any unexpected situations.

But he didn't expect that after thousands of years of training, these sword spirits still had such a deep prejudice against the demon clan, and they actually wanted to put an innocent half-demon to death.

Just because of the half of the demon blood in him!

Gu Nianzhi grasped the hilt of the sword and jumped up, ready to grab a handful of that guy who seemed to be extremely unlucky when he came to Guiyi Sect.

The familiar fluctuations spread out, revealing the same aura as that annoying fox.

Gu Nianzhi pulled back the ghost guard who rushed in to save people.

The ghost guard who had just passed on the good news to his master and his junior sister was kicked into the sword tomb for no apparent reason:?

Well, my master's mood has been uncertain for more than a day or two.

As a qualified ghost guard, it must tolerate all the shortcomings of its master!

Gu Nianzhi, who didn't feel that he needed to explain to his men, let go, and the ghost guard fell freely with a "pop" and went directly into the shadow.

Standing on the branch of an ancient tree, Gu Nianzhi looked meaningfully at the beautiful sword spirit who was protecting the half-demon behind him.

Why does this guy look so familiar? Isn't it that amazing sword that the fox treasured when he was young?

Oh, Su Mingyu can't even hold the sword, but this sword spirit is still alive?

Judging from the appearance of this sword spirit, is he preparing to accept his new master?

That’s interesting. I wonder what the fox’s expression would be like if he knew his sword spirit recognized his new master.

Here, Qi Yanzhi raised his sword, preparing to bear the damage, but the overwhelming sword intent only shattered the sword in his hand.

Qi Yanzhi stood up and looked around the sword tomb, which suddenly became quiet. Then he looked down at the broken sword in his hand and hesitantly put it back together.

"clang!"

A non-threatening but menacing sword light flicked the broken sword in his hand away.

Qi Yanzhi:?

He quickly took out the charm Chu Yaoyao had given him before and held it in his hand, carefully observing his surroundings.

While persuading the stubborn old man in the sword tomb, Rongyue flicked the broken sword from the little guy's hand and let out a dissatisfied "tsk".

Is this a broken sword that can't even be used as a treasure?

Rong Yue, who deliberately let go of a wisp of the old sword and broke it at the waist when blocking the sword intention, showed no shame as the culprit and confidently knocked the old man's sword spirit away from the main body of the sword.

"Oh, I'm sorry, it was a bit harsh. You don't think I did it on purpose~"

The sword spirit with an extremely good face opened his mouth, and with a smile, he glanced around the sword spirit who had just followed the fastest.

Those sword spirits glanced at the old sword spirit, and chose to hold the main body and tremble under the beauty's death gaze.

"How can you associate with the demon clan! Have you forgotten how the demon clan wiped out the world of cultivation with blood!"

The Sword Spirit is indeed a Sword Spirit, and there are always a few guys who are not afraid of death and are willing to rush out like a fool.

"Hmm, are you working with the demon clan?"

The sword spirit like the moonlight elf seemed a little troubled, frowning slightly, showing a hurt expression.

When some sword spirits began to regret their words, the beautiful sword spirit smiled slightly,

"Please, I've been hanging out with the demon clan since I was a weigher, right?"

"Have you forgotten that Su Mingyu has half the blood of the demon clan? Oh, by the way, I heard that he later became the demon emperor."

Qi Yanzhi couldn't hear the sword spirit's conversation, and could only see a beam of moonlight suddenly falling directly on a sword.

The sword with a faint soft light seemed to be urging him to step forward.

Qi Yanzhi slowly put down his guard and took steps.

In the void, Rong Yue quietly watched the little demon stumble up, and in a daze he saw a little fox running towards him happily.

"One sword cannot recognize two masters! Rongyue, not only do you have to give up your position, but now you also have to give up the loyalty of the sword!"

The sword spirit whose memories were interrupted said impatiently: "Shut up, old man, what kind of level do you think you are preaching in front of me?"

"You! Do you know what I was like back then!"

"Are you referring to the time when your master concealed his injuries and dragged down four companions when he went into battle? Or are you referring to the time when your master ignored the rules and leaked information when he was drunk?"

The handsome man raised his lips mockingly and watched as the half-demon's hand stretched towards his body.

Well, her nails are trimmed very cleanly, and she is a little tiger cub who only cares about hygiene.

It's very satisfying.

"It's a human or a monster. Do you have to beat him to death with a stick?"

"Who gave you a sense of superiority?"

"There are good monsters, and there are good people. Who here dares to say that his master doesn't do anything shady?"

"Rules are dead, but the sword spirit is alive."

"Old man, is it difficult to adapt? Your time has passed long ago——"

Iron Sword Sword Spirit was trembling with anger and wanted to raise his finger to point at Rong Yue but was afraid of its strength.

Damn it, didn’t it mean that its owner could no longer hold a sword?

I haven't seen it make a sound for thousands of years, and I thought it had either fallen or its strength had dissipated.

Why does it still have such strength!

How did it know what its master had done!

The Iron Sword Sword Spirit claimed to be very senior, but was dealt with by a junior who was famous for his appearance. He was suffocating a ball of anger in his heart. He also thought that the swords of the four immortal cultivators involved by its owner were also in the sword tomb, and in the end he died. The main body and the spirit body dissipate into the air.

There was deathly silence in the Sword Tomb.

No one dares to blame this ancestor.

Gu Nianzhi sat on a branch of a tree and watched this scene expressionlessly.

The gorgeous sword spirit seemed to have just realized that there was someone who could see it, and turned around to give him a provocative smile from a distance.

"Click."

The branch that Gu Nianzhi picked up broke in his hand.

Gu Nianzhi: Things follow the shape of their owners and owe the same debt as their previous owners:)

He now has reason to suspect that it still has this strength because of the harm it caused to the legacy for thousands of years.

The moment Qi Yan's hand grasped the hilt of the sword, a beam of light shot up from the sword tomb.

Because he really suspected that the guy who carried out lynchings in the underworld every day had killed his junior sister's best friend, Su Mingyu seemed to feel something on the way, and raised his head to look at the familiar spiritual energy fluctuations.

Is that Rong Yue? !

Isn't it actually still in the sword tomb, which is no different from the tomb of the dead? !

When Su Mingyu rushed to the scene in a hurry, he happened to catch up with Qi Yanzhi to pull Rong Yue out of the sword tomb.

At the moment when the contract was established, Rong Yue raised her head and looked at her former master in the sky.

It is also its best friend.

"Little fox, long time no see."

"Hmm, you look much better than you did thousands of years ago. Have you found your partner?"