After dressing up as cannon fodder, I beat everyone in the house until they cried.

"..."

Qingyun lowered his head and looked at the high-grade spiritual stone lying in the center of his palm. He froze in place and didn't know what to do for a moment.

Cang Wu was also stunned, apparently not quite understanding the strange scene in front of him.

The scene suddenly became very quiet.

Deadly quiet.

After quite a while, Qingyun finally spoke quietly.

"Little brat, are you sending beggars away?"

As he spoke, the aura around him began to become bad.

Ling Miao was about to cry, and the little girl looked depressed.

She shrank, her little face wrinkled up: No, I can't afford to pay for a house as big as yours.

Suddenly, a pair of hands stretched out from behind Qingyun and lifted him up.

It's Cangwu.

After all, he is his little apprentice, so he cannot ignore him.

Cang Wu glanced at Ling Miao helplessly and said, "You should step aside first. I will settle this debt with you later."

Don't blame this little girl.

This is his problem.

He actually thought just now that the child who broke up the house could act like a baby.

If she didn't jump three feet high, attack everyone indiscriminately, and then run away like crazy, she would have given her a lot of face.

Ling Miao is also very wise. Since everyone told her to run, there is no reason why she should not run.

The little girl ran far away in the blink of an eye, followed by the colorful will-o'-the-wisp sword.

The child ran away.

Qingyun patted Cang Wu's hand, "Okay, Cang Wu, let me go, I'm not prepared for anything."

Cang Wu nodded and let go of the shackles on Qingyun.

"I know, I'm just afraid that you'll scare that little girl."

"Did I scare that little girl?"

Qingyun's voice came low from the bottom of his throat.

"How could I look at that little girl and she almost danced on my face."

He showed the high-grade spiritual stone in his hand to Cang Wu, "Did I trick her? We just met for the first time, and you treat me like this?"

Cang Wu: "Don't think too much, that child...she just dances in everyone's face equally."

"..."

Qingyun gave a slight 'tsk' sound and prepared to hand the high-grade spiritual stone in his hand to Cang Wu.

But he stretched out his hand halfway and then took it back.

"That's all, the sword is gone and the tower is gone too. I will let you leave the secret realm this time."

Cang Wu: "Oh? Have you finally figured it out?"

Qingyun glanced at him, with a rare sadness in his eyes, "I was forced to figure it out."

Can't you see?

My house has been robbed, why am I still here?

Besides figuring it out, what else can we do?

He touched his chin and pondered for a moment, "I can go back to Yuehua Sect with you, but I won't be an elder. I never like to work. You can give me a peak by yourself."

"it is good."

Cang Wu agreed without even thinking about it.

Qingyun continued: "Also, that little girl just now will be taught swordsmanship by me from now on, and I will be her second master."

Cang Wu was not surprised by Qingyun's decision and agreed after thinking about it for a while.

Although the little girl Ling Miao was indeed very strong, both of them knew very well that the Black Iron Great Sword would never accept its master easily for this reason.

Cang Wu could also teach him how to use a sword. But since Qingyun took the initiative, it would be the same for him to do the job.

Cang Wu looked at the direction where Ling Miao disappeared, thoughtfully.

The black iron sword and Qingyun's guidance added another weight to Ling Miao's sect competition.

After layers of efforts, Ling Miao, the leader of the sect's competition who originally seemed out of reach, seemed to begin to become clearer.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I always feel like this girl is even being helped by heaven.
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That end.

Ling Miao ran forward for a long distance before she dared to stop.

"Hi."

The little girl sat down on the ground carelessly, with lingering fears.

"Wow, that tower! How could it have an owner? How could someone have been guarding the tower here for thousands of years? Is he too idle?"

Can't figure it out.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded in her mind.

'Sword Master Qingyun is not here to guard the tower, but to guard me. '

"Fuck! Who!?"

The little girl was so frightened that she jumped three feet high, as if she had just finished stealing and had just hid in a safe place, only to find that there was a mousetrap on her tail, which shocked the little mouse.

Xuan Tie Da Sword's voice was numb at this time.

'I followed you all the way, but you little brat ignored me completely. '

Ling Miao calmed down and realized that it was the will-o'-the-wisp sword in front of him that was speaking. Judging from the situation, it had already connected with his sea of ​​consciousness.

Thinking of Jin Yan's condition, Ling Miao had a flash of speculation in her mind. Did she... get a natal sword by accident?

But this sword... its original appearance was too ugly...

It's big, but it's all black, and judging from the situation in front of it, it doesn't seem to be very smart.

Ling Miao: "Don't dodge now, it's so annoying." '

The Black Iron Great Sword was silent for a few seconds, then silently returned to its original dark appearance.

Black Iron Great Sword: Doesn’t she actually like flash? This kid really has no taste.

Ling Miao: 'According to what you just said, are you the sword of... Qingyun Sword Master? Why are you following me again? '

'I am not his sword. I have been sleeping here for so many years. Qingyun Sword Master is just here to guard me. '

The sound of the black iron sword sounded a bit melodious, as if it was trapped in a long memory.

'Sword Master Qingyun has always felt that he was responsible for the death of my former master, so he punished himself by guarding me here. It looks like a thousand years at a glance. However, saying he was a guard was just an excuse for him to hide from the world. '

'You are the first person to wake me up in thousands of years. '

'Although I don't understand why I would respond to you, a waste in the Qi refining period. '

The black iron sword circled around Ling Miao, "You are very different from my former master. My former master was a man who cared about the common people and stood upright!" '

Ling Miao listened carefully and found that the sound of the black iron sword was different from that of Jin Yan.

Jin Yan's voice sounded more mature, while Xuan Tie Great Sword's voice sounded more like a child's.

Ling Miao's eyes twitched when he heard that this ugly thing disliked him as soon as he woke up.

'Then you are really wronged by following me? Otherwise, why don't you go back and take a nap? '

Hearing this, Xuantie Dajian was quiet for a few seconds.

She is actually chasing it?

This kid actually didn't take a liking to him.

It was not happy at the moment, and its voice was extremely aggrieved.

'Woohoo, you play hooligan, you can abandon it at will! You irresponsible woman, I don't believe in love at first sight anymore...'

Ling Miao's voice suddenly became high-pitched.

'Hello! Be careful what you say! What does it mean to just throw it away after using it! Moreover! You have a sword, how can I fall in love at first sight? There's something wrong with you! '

Is this how your former master who cared about the common people and stood upright taught you how to speak?