Junior sister is difficult to raise

Chapter 35 Sword Spirit
Gu Qingyu didn't expect that Wan Qingliang's summoning of a sword spirit could be so thrilling.

He was about to forcibly stop the summoning of the sword spirit when a ray of light flew over obliquely and stopped him.

"What are you doing!" Gu Qingyu was a little impatient, and glared at Master.

He thought he was already cold-hearted and cold-blooded enough, but looking at it today, he, the master, was the real cold-hearted and cold-blooded master, who could even stand by and watch the female disciple he had always defended when he was in danger.

"What are you in a hurry for?" Master saw that the always shrewd male disciple had lost his head at this moment, and his face turned darker and darker, "She's fine."

Who does this brat think he is?Is he the kind of scumbag master who doesn't care about his apprentice's life or death?
Gu Qingyu finally calmed down a little bit, and when he looked around, he saw that the colorful light had completely obliterated Wan Qingliang's figure, completely enveloping her like a colorful cocoon.

The cloud turbulently rolled up crazily, an extremely powerful aura rose from Wan Qingliang's side, and the whole Xiaoyao Palace trembled slightly.

Everyone in Xiaoyao Palace was alarmed, and they all came to the gate of the palace at some point.

When the light was at its peak, the colorful cocoon burst open suddenly, and a huge colorful phoenix bird flew up from the center of the colorful cocoon, raised its head and let out a long cry.

Wan Qingliang stood there dumbfounded, she no longer had the pitch-black long sword in her hand.

The colorful phoenix turned in the air, like a beam of colorful light falling in front of Wan Qingliang.

The colorful light dissipated, and a girl in red dressed in pink and jade appeared in front of Wan Qingliang.

The girl in red is about four or five years old, with long, jet-black hair that reaches to her ankles, fluttering behind her, as smooth as satin, but holds a pitch-black hairpin that is almost as tall as hers in her white and tender hand. long sword.

"Master!" The little girl was obviously very excited when she saw Wan Qingliang, she rushed over and hugged Wan Qingliang's thigh, her voice was crisp and soft, so sweet that one couldn't help but soften her heart.

Wan Qingliang was a little stunned: Is this little guy the sword spirit of Pitianli?

"You are..." Wan Qingliang felt a little unacceptable, and her face was extremely complicated.

Wan Qingliang looked at her hands calmly.I don't know when, the Pitian in her hand has disappeared, and her scarred hand has returned to its original state, white and tender, even the light callus left on her palm by her practice of swordsmanship has disappeared. A small hand Tender and smooth as newborn.

"I am the sword spirit in Pitian!" The little girl gave her Bitian, lifted Liuhai covering her forehead with one hand, and showed her the imprint of a colorful phoenix bird on her forehead that was about to fly.

Wan Qingliang has also seen some fairy beasts that can transform into human forms on the Mountain of Gods, such as Bai Ze, such as the nine-tailed sky fox, but the human forms they transform into are all adult handsome men and beautiful women. See you once.

Is she going to be a mother early?

Wan Qingliang shivered slightly.

Gu Qingyu's gaze is naturally cooler and more vicious than Wanqing's, and he can't help but feel relieved when he recognizes the sword spirit at a glance.

A sword spirit that can transform into a human form has at least the strength of a human being in the late stage of the Secret Realm of Longevity. With this sword spirit, Wan Qingliang will be safer walking on the primordial realm.

Wan Qingliang has a headache, she doesn't want to be the child's mother!
"What's your name?" Wan Qingliang squatted down, her voice was unprecedentedly gentle.

The little girl tilted her head: "Master, I am the sword spirit, named after the sword, called Pitian."

"..." Wan Qingliang.

Such a domineering and flamboyant name for such a juicy and delicate little girl, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't match.

"Master, this name doesn't sound good, please help me get another one." The little girl smiled and hugged Wan Qingliang's neck, coquettishly.

"Then... can I call it Gu Yue?" Wan Qingliang said casually.When this little girl grows up, she will definitely be a magnificent beauty like the lonely moon in the sky.

Sword Spirit nodded, feeling that Lonely Moon sounds better than Pitian.

Gu Qingyu, who had been left alone for a long time, was slightly speechless. It's even weirder to give such a cute little loli such a cold name, okay?

"Ah Qing, I think it's something else..." Gu Qingyu couldn't help interjecting.

Unexpectedly, when Gu Yue in Wan Qingliang's arms saw Gu Qingyu, her pink and childish face immediately sank, and she interrupted him politely: "You are a bad person, always bullying my master!"

Gu Qingyu was stunned for a rare moment.

In his dazed effort, Gu Yue's small body exploded, and among the lightning and flint, a series of sharp swords slashed towards him like wind, sea and rain.

Although Xiao Guyue has the figure of a four or five-year-old cute loli, she is extremely flexible, and because she is a sword spirit, she can use Pitian more smoothly than Wanqingliang.

When Gu Qingyu was in a hurry, his body was like a willow, following the swing of the sword, as if he was not receiving any force, he used his strength to avoid it.

Xiao Guyue's one move failed, not only did she not stop, she also moved faster and faster with her sword, the figures of the two of them were almost at the extreme, they turned around in circles, only the afterimages filled the sky, even the figures of the two of them could not be seen.

Wan Qingliang felt even more headache.

"Gu Yue, Gu Yaoxie, stop!" Wan Qingliang suddenly roared.

With a wave of Gu Yue's robe sleeves, two gusts of wind came out from the bottom of the sleeves, forcing Gu Yu back, and he stood upside down, standing pretty beside Wan Qingliang.

Gu Yue's red eyes were burning with fierce fighting intent, as if she felt that the fight was not enjoyable.

Wan Qing caressed her forehead coolly.

Although this little doll is powerful, she really doesn't know how to raise children. When she leaves Xiaoyao Palace, she has to leave Gu Yue behind and entrust Gu Qingyu to take care of her.

"Ah Qing, your sword spirit skills are good." Gu Qingyu smiled gracefully and calmly, but secretly gritted his teeth in his heart.

This little brat only has the advantage of being good at kung fu.As soon as she was born, she didn't allow him to get close to Wan Qingliang, no matter how you look at it, she doesn't like it.

Wan Qingliang calmly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, Gu Yaoxie is not angry yet.

However, when her eyes turned to someone who was watching the play, Wan Qingliang's little bit of good mood suddenly disappeared.

Master, what is he doing here?
Wan Qingliang couldn't help but start to dig up old scores.

The master had never wanted her to leave Zhushenshan, and had no choice but to make a bet with him, so he shamelessly asked her senior brother Gu Qingyu to sabotage her plan.

This time he came to Xiaoyao Palace, he must have discussed with Gu Qingyu how to make him lose this bet, right?
Nearly two months have passed since the six months limited by the bet, what should she do?
"Master." Wan Qingliang held Xiao Guyue's hand, greeted her master, while secretly thinking of a way to leave.

Gu Qingyu's mind was delicate, and he could probably guess what was going on in Wan Qing's mind when he saw Wan Qing's cool face, and he couldn't help but feel suffocated.

How could her misunderstanding of him go so deep?
Little Guyue and Wan Qingliang were connected, her red coral eyes deepened slightly, her pink mouth slightly pursed, and her small hands tightly held onto Wan Qingliang's hand.

"Xiao Qing, what do you want to do?" Master looked at Wan Qingliang calmly.

(End of this chapter)