The Harem Rescue Project

Before Lin Qianshuang could chew on the specific meaning of Mu Weiyin's words, Mu Weiyin let go of her hand, still with the cold and arrogant expression of an ice beauty, the emotional fluctuations just now were like hallucinations.

People who practice the ruthless way have already cut off love and love, so how could there be such passionate emotional fluctuations just now.

Lin Qianshuang was sure, she was wrong.

Mu Weiyin said: "The Lord of the City once promised to take you to the Tianshu Sword Tomb to choose a suitable magic weapon. Now that you are the owner of the Lord of Tianshu, the Lord of the City will accompany you on this trip."

The levels of cultivation in the world of cultivation are like the food chain in the animal world. The difference between the lower level practitioners and the upper level practitioners seems to be a few levels, but there is often a huge gap in strength. The instinct of momentum and coercion will give the lower level practitioners A strong sense of aggression.

Therefore, Mu Weiyin's sudden approach without warning made Lin Qianshuang feel nervous that he had nowhere to rest.

Lin Qianshuang also faintly felt that this was not at all different from the harsh demands Mu Weiyin made during spiritual practice and the feeling she was forced to protect her in the Penglai Xianmen Underground Tomb. Under the strong coercion, she could feel To each other's intimacy and care.

It's possible, not just exploited.

The city lord clearly understood the conditions for taking down the Tianshu mirror. If this sentence was said in reverse, it would seem to be confessing to her.

["Everyone in the world knows that I, Mu Weiyin, practice the ruthless way, and I don't like others to be close to me. You are the only one who can follow the city lord besides Lan Le." Le, host, are you her favorite person?

There is also the phrase "If you want the Tianshu Mirror, why not get it yourself." Host, think about it differently, which means that you don't have to try to find someone else to match, what she wants is to fall in love with you, the host. 】

The system suddenly sounded in the air, and suddenly spoke with a devilishly ambiguous laugh, 【Host, this time the task will come to fruition, you can see that the target person said they like you, Xiao Lanle has a deep hatred for Mu Weiyin, isn't it? How can mutual love make Mu Weiyin really emotional, why don't you just let it go. 】

Lin Qianshuang hugged the Hanchanqin tightly, looked at the unknown system, clasped her fingers tightly on the body of the piano and said, "My heart is very small, and I can only accommodate one person. Now I can't take a wrong step, I will If you hate yourself, you will hate my decision even more."

Shit, host, these people are all the dharma forms of your wife after the split of her soul, why do you have any hesitation.The most important thing is to complete the task quickly, the boss here is urging, half of his salary is frozen in the account for the New Year.

Really the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is in a hurry.

The donkey-eared man sitting on the desk lifted his glasses that had fallen on the tip of his nose. The operating system in the background blocked the boss from monitoring for ten seconds, and a ray of light flashed in the glasses.

It's time for the next trick to trick the host.

On the other side, the system was silent for a while, and Didi sounded a warning.

"Host, Han Chanqin will automatically disintegrate and disappear within ten days. Once Xuan Luowan's soul dissipates, the mission of rescuing the raider Xuan Luoqing will fail. You, the host, will be brain-dead in reality and completely wiped out in this world. Please host take care!"

Lin Qianshuang was stunned. She remembered that when Xuan Luoqing handed her the Han Chanqin, she didn't say a time limit, but just warned her to stay away from the demon realm. Xuan Luowan is Xuan Luoqing's biological sister. Coexisting under the secondary body, how can they put the other party in a dangerous situation.

With a thoughtful look in her eyes, she put the Han Chanqin back into the storage jade slip. What the system said was that the Hanchanqin was going to disintegrate, but she was a repairman who didn't play cards according to common sense. If the Qin was broken, she could find a new one. The magic weapon that can hold the soul.

Lin Qianshuang looked thoughtfully at Mu Weiyin who was walking in front, there was a master of cultivation like the city lord, so don't worry about changing Xuan Luowan's magic weapon.

system:"%*#*?."

Its original intention is to let the host have a sense of vigilance and promote the relationship between the host and the city lord. Why is the logical thinking of the host divergent, and instead seeks far away.

Lin Qianshuang looked at the system in silence, disappeared with a beep, and pursed her lower lip. When she first arrived here, the system was like a novice village mentor, but gradually she became familiar with the world and understood the principles of the system's assigned tasks. According to the rules, she began to doubt the intention of the system. From the very beginning, she was induced to do some tasks of gaining favorability. When she realized that something was wrong, she was already deeply involved and could not get out.

She squeezed her chin with her fingers, thought for a while calmly, and chose to believe what the system said, so as not to be led by the nose.

The sword mound located in Tianshu City is originally one of Mu Weiyin's magic weapons. The entity of the sword market is a soul lamp, and the wick is deep sea shark oil, which can be burned for thousands of years. At this time, the blue flames are gradually weakening, and countless objects of copper, iron and black paint can be seen faintly. Buried deep in the ashes of the lamp, the silver light of shark scales is faintly stained.

Mu Weiyin walked ahead with a lamp in hand, and said: "All the magical artifacts here have spirits, and they are a little irritable. If you choose the right one and the magical artifact doesn't respond, don't touch it again."

Lin Qianshuang looked at the looming magical artifacts in the sword market clearly. She has seen many magical artifacts. The Zixiao Sword is the most violent god-level spiritual artifact she has ever seen. Taking it back requires blood feeding, and even violates it. The Reverse Sword Master carried out a subjective attack.

Although this kind of artifact has high qualifications, it is also arrogant and arrogant. Even a cheating character like Liang Jingxuan cannot fully control it.

She looked around at the group of swords that were densely packed with silver light. She is a swordsman who is good at melee combat, so she must use a handy spirit sword. She is relatively silent. Instead of choosing a magic weapon, she might as well let the magic weapon choose herself.

The spirit weapon that can resonate, no matter what level it is, it is the best that suits you. Anyway, spirit weapon can also be advanced with auxiliary materials in the later stage. Apart from Taotie, which worries her recently, she has no other villain bosses to worry about of.

Walking in the ruins where candle ash was flying, Lin Qianshuang's eyes turned back to azure blue, a ray of magic light swirled into the center of her pupils, and her spiritual consciousness turned into wisps of purple mist that diffused from her body, and turned into two flying birds hovering in the Sword Market The sky seemed to spread its wings and call.

Suddenly there was a buzzing sound in a corner full of broken swords, and the flying bird hovering high in the sky turned into a purple mist, whirled down and shrunk back into Daolin Qianshuang's palm.

found it.

Lin Qianshuang was overjoyed, and quickly walked towards the moving place in the sword market. The magic weapons in this sword mound were all found by Mu Weiyin while wandering around, and they all had owners. It is really rare to recognize the Lord in one piece.

The tassel of the long sword was rippling from mid-air, and the ashes-covered sword body was wiped clean by white hands, revealing the original dark blue color of the material. There seemed to be two strange characters engraved on the hilt, which were not very clear.

Mu Weiyin sat on the broken sword obliquely inserted on the lamp wall, watching Lin Qianshuang pull out the Qianyu Sword, a smile appeared in her blurred and deep eyes.

The Qianyu Sword forged for her finally found its true owner after a hundred years.

Lin Qianshuang and Mu Qianyu were probably caused by a misunderstanding caused by that heavy rain.

Mu Weiyin looked at Lin Qianshuang with deep eyes. The sense of marriage, life and death connected each other's senses. She could feel her happiness. The long-lost strange emotion impacted on her numb heart, and she couldn't help but bend over. Curved the corners of the mouth.

——"Mu Weiyin, it's not a matter of you practicing the ruthless way that it's hard to ascend."

"Why is that?"

——"You missed the love catastrophe that you missed a hundred years ago. If you find the hit person, you will unlock the last layer of the ruthless way."

The conversation with Tiandao 50 years ago is still in Mu Weiyin's heart. She thought that the hit person was Xiao Lanle. Fortunately, she didn't miss it again and found her.

Sitting on a high place, Mu Weiyin meditated tall and straight and said: "This sword is called Qianyu, a water-attribute spirit sword, which matches you. The sword spirit is the gentle and considerate water spirit in the Lingxi River in Kunlun Mountains, and there is no need to tame it."

Lin Qianshuang couldn't put it down and tossed the spirit sword back and forth, and said sincerely to Mu Weiyin: "Thank you for the gift from the city lord, my subordinates like it very much."

Mu Weiyin watched Lin Qianshuang try the sword leisurely. The fierce swordsmanship and overlapping steps made her heroic, and it slowly overlapped with a certain place in her memory, making her a little distracted.

An approaching strong aura in the sword mound quickly caught Mu Weiyin's attention. She disappeared from the broken sword and appeared beside Lin Qianshuang. She reflexively grabbed her arm and said, "Someone It's nearby, be careful out of the sword mound."

Lin Qianshuang looked up at the image projected by the Tianshu mirror floating in the sky between Mu Weiyin's waving sleeves. Chen Sanxuan and Xiao Lanle, the masters of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, were standing together. The doors were almost all closed, and in front of them the flames of the demon-locking pagoda of the Buddhist temple were billowing with smoke. A young man in black with a cloak was standing on the top of the pagoda, and the dragon wandered up from the pagoda and rubbed his head affectionately.

The young man in black arrogantly threw the Zixiao sword down, and then stuck it in front of the crowd of all the sects. The dark purple sword's edge cut the ground, and the rocks flew, forcing everyone back several steps.

"She's dead, and I have nothing to worry about."

Liang Jingxuan looked down, untied the cloak, exposed his face, pointed at something viciously, and said, "City Master Tianshu, I know you are peeping on a small video, we have to settle our accounts, come out!"

Seeing that there was no movement around, Liang Jingxuan became angry, the Jiaolong pan tower tightened, and the demon lock tower broke and twisted into rubble, and collapsed.

He jumped to the ground and pulled out the Zixiao Sword, kicking the scabbard which was an eyesore aside, his toes seemed to hurt from being kicked, and he fell down and almost fell to the ground.

Liang Jingxuan looked bitterly at the pink scabbard rolled aside, turned to the group of sect disciples who were snickering, rolled his eyes, and said, "What are you laughing at! Believe it or not, I destroyed the rest of the demon-locking towers!"

Among the people in the sect, Xiao Lanle is the head of the Penglai Immortal Sect, Liang Jingxuan was once a disciple of the Penglai Immortal Sect, and also her senior brother, she should stand up the most.

Xiao Lanle resolutely walked out of the crowd, looked at Liang Jingxuan intermittently cursing at the side, contempt flashed across his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Liang Jingxuan, you almost destroyed the Penglai fairy gate back then, and released demons that caused the world to be in dire straits , and now want to do something to harm the world!"