Allure Summoner

Her whole body was cold and trembling constantly: "You, how could you be the third level of the Holy Realm?"

She had fought against the third-tier Saint Realm before, and subdued him with one sword.

"You, you can't kill me! I, I am the eldest lady of the Mingyu Sword Sect, and the young lady of the Bronze Sword Sect! You, if you kill me, you will never gain a foothold in the upper heaven!"

Seeing that the other party didn't react at all, Ming Yanyan realized that the other party had a powerful "big aunt" around, so she wasn't afraid of Lingxiao Palace at all.

"Young...Young master, don't kill me, don't kill me!" She began to beg for mercy, but the knife on her neck was an inch closer to her.

Ming Yanyan immediately shut her mouth and didn't dare to speak, but her body trembled even more. Feeling the cold breath released from the knife, she suddenly thought of something that might arouse the other party's interest, "Mr... Don't kill me, I will give you the middle-grade weapon of the Holy Realm!"

"Mid-grade Holy Realm?"

Finally let him speak, Ming Yanyan breathed a sigh of relief, there is an old saying: men all over the world love weapons, this really makes sense.

She used the mid-grade weapon of the Holy Realm that she had snatched as a betrothal gift, and took the position of the young lady of the Bronze Sword Sect, and now she can use this middle-grade weapon of the Holy Realm to save lives.

"Yes, yes! It's a sword named "Changhong". Its grade is the middle grade of the Holy Realm, but its power is comparable to the top grade of the Holy Realm. It is a rare magic weapon!"

"Changhong?"

Duanmu Ming's mind sank, and he gripped the handle of the knife a little harder.

"Yes, yes, if the young master has a middle-grade sword in the holy realm as a weapon, his strength will definitely rise to a higher level!"

Ming Yanyan easily caught a trace of his imperceptible emotional fluctuations, and immediately relaxed completely.

It's done, life saved!

"Really?" Duan Muming asked back, if he remembered correctly, Changhong was a self-defense weapon given to Hong Tiancheng by his Xi'er when he was in the Immortal Mansion.

"Of course it is!"

Ming Yanyan raised her hand to wipe the cold sweat off her forehead, she felt so frightened that her whole body collapsed.

"where is it?"

"In order to prevent being robbed, Changhong is now in my father's custody..." As soon as she finished speaking, there was a pain in her neck, blood slid down the blade, and her relaxed mind tensed up again.

"Young Master, don't worry, as long as you return to the Ming Yu Sword Sect with me, I will definitely persuade my father to give you Changhong!"

The two little guys on the side rolled their eyes.

"Xiao Bingbing, why do you think this toy is so brainless if he doesn't have big breasts?"

"Who knows? He was born in a pigsty!"

Duanmuming's lips curled up, and his hand moved half an inch forward: "What I'm asking is, where is the original owner of the sword?"

Ming Yanyan cried out in pain, but she didn't dare to move, lest she would move if she moved her head.

"What original owner? The Changhong Sword originally belonged to the Mingyu Sword Sect! Ahhh, don't, don't... I said..."

As soon as Ming Yanyan said her denial, she felt that the knife had cut in again, as if it had touched the veins of her neck, and now as long as the opponent's hand moved, she would bleed profusely.

How dare she lie, she confessed with tears: "The untouchable dared to resist the Ming Yu Sword Sect, and now he is locked in the Ming Yu Sword Sect's dungeon!"

"Is it?"

"The little girl dare not deceive the young master!"

Ming Yanyan's legs were trembling, her tears had already stained her makeup, and that bright face became extremely frightening...