The Magician's Female Apothecary

Chapter 306 What Broken Sword (2)
Murong Ying stared at the sword with fascination, as if it possessed a deadly allure, it was obviously a black sword that was so rusted that she couldn't even see its appearance clearly, what was there that deserved her attention?
Wait, why do you suddenly feel cool and refreshed?

"Hoo..." The black sword flew around her again, and finally floated in front of her as if satisfied, as if admiring something.

"You unscrupulous sword, you can fly! Why are you scratching my clothes? It's almost turning into a swimsuit..." Murong Ying pointed at the sword and cursed, no wonder she felt something was wrong just now, it turned out to be this sword What a mess.

Hei Jian seemed to be happier when he heard her yelling like this, and turned around again.

Could it be this broken sword that Uncle Lu was talking about?It is estimated that it will break in half with a little force, right?I thought it was a baby!Murong Ying thought to herself, ignoring the sword directly, planning to leave here.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Hei Jian seemed to panic, and hurriedly flew in her direction again.

With a wave of her hand, Murong Ying directly gathered a wave of spiritual power and struck at the sword. Do you want to continue after making yourself like this?

Because of that force, Heijian was directly pushed back several meters, and a crack appeared on his body.

Sure enough, it was a broken sword, Murong Ying thought to herself, looked helplessly at the tattered clothes on her body, and continued walking forward.

"Hoo..." Hei Jian flew forward again as if he didn't give up.

Seeing the black sword that suddenly appeared in front of her, Murong Ying stretched out her hand, intending to strike again, but just as her hand was raised, the black sword flew directly forward as if knowing her movements, sticking tightly to her Shoulder.

"It still deforms?"

"Xuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." The black sword directly turned into a limp rope, staying limply on her shoulder.

"Deadly Sword..." Murong Ying frowned, and directly grabbed the black sword on her shoulder and struck the ground.

As if she didn't enjoy herself so much, Murong Ying grabbed the sword and swung it around again, before throwing it heavily into the distance.

Seeing that the sword had disappeared, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"What the hell is this place!" Murong Ying couldn't help but roared up to the sky.

The entire snow-capped mountain shook because of her cry, and cracks even appeared on the ground.

"I'm just joking..." Sensing the changes around her, Murong Ying couldn't help but squat down to keep her balance.

"Hoo..." As if sensing her cry, the black sword appeared in front of him in an instant.

"It's really lingering!" Looking at the black sword lying on the ground in front of her, Murong Ying wanted to cry, but this time she took a closer look at the blade, and seemed to feel that something was wrong.

Sensing her attention, Hei Jian twisted his body even more vigorously, as if to attract her attention.

The corner of Murong Ying's mouth twitched, she stretched out her hand, and instantly pressed down on the sword, her free hand instantly gathered a wave of spiritual power to hit the sword.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Heijian panicked and moved restlessly, but there was no way to escape from that devil's claws.

The more Murong Ying fought, the more excited she became, and she didn't stop until she saw the original black sword showing its original appearance.

"Shouqianxue Sword?" Looking at the large golden characters on the hilt, he always felt that he had seen this name before.

Under Murong Ying's ravages, the black sword that was originally dark turned into silver in an instant. As long as you pick it up a little, you can see a faint halo from the sword. It really is a precious sword!

(End of this chapter)