I Am a Magic Sword

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update I am the latest chapter of a magic sword!The young warrior slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw Qingyan, his slightly muddy eyes flashed with amazing light.

Then he looked startled, and immediately stretched out his hand to the long sword at his feet.

But as soon as his hand reached there, he stopped all his movements.

Qingyan just looked at him like that, even her expression a little ugly.

Just an Innate Realm Warrior!

The man leaned against the rock wall, his face pulled out a reluctant smile, and did not make any other unnecessary movements.

Chen Hao felt that this man was wise.

Qingyan didn't do anything to hide this time, the young warrior clearly recognized her.

It is the wisest not to draw the sword or resist.

"Are you that Chen Ruoyan? Senior Chen?"

The young warrior raised his head and looked at Qingyan very boldly, as if he was admiring a beautiful artwork.

Seeing this situation, Chen Hao felt that he should withdraw his evaluation of this young man's "wise", so unscrupulously looked down on his face, his kid's IQ was absolutely negative!

"What?" Qingyan frowned.

"Nothing? Just curiosity! I've heard a lot about you and seen your portrait. I didn't expect to see a real person today!" The young warrior waved his hand and said angrily, "I have to be fair, Nan The painters in the domain are all rubbish, really rubbish!"

"I don't like the look in your eyes!"

With a wave of Qingyan's hand, the scarlet blood soft sword groaned in the air.

"Sure enough, it is rumored that you have a bad temper, and it is true, but most of the beautiful women have bad tempers!"

The young warrior stretched out his hand again, and sat up reluctantly, groping with his hand, spared the long sword, and touched a jar that was half-fallen on the ground...

He hugged the wine jar and drank gruntingly. Chen Hao looked at his Adam's apple and moved up and down his throat.

The overflowing wine flowed into strings, running along the corners of his mouth, to his somewhat blackened neck, and finally into his collar...

Holding the sword, Qingyan stood quietly without making a move.

"Ah!" The young warrior groaned contentedly, put the wine jar aside, looked at Qingyan and said, "Thank you."

"Ok?"

"Alright!" The young warrior nodded, and in his eyes, there was hatred, pain, and emotions that even Chen Hao could not see through. He stared at Qingyan and said sincerely, "I heard that only the opponent's sword is fast enough. If you are accurate, you won't feel any pain. It is also my honor to die under the sword of Senior Chen!"

As he said, he slowly closed his eyes.

Qingyan glanced at him silently, put away the scarlet sword, and walked out of the cave.

She could see it, and Chen Hao could also see it.

The other party really wanted to die!

If Qingyan is in a good mood, she might also fulfill the other party's wish.

It's a pity that Qingyan's mood is not as bright as the current sun...bright!

After killing him, Qingyan always felt that she was helping each other.

Help each other to die?

Ha ha?

Qingyan has no interest in such things.

Isn't it okay to keep suffering so much?

She walked out of the cave, the sun's rays were very dazzling, and she stretched out her hand to block the strong light.

Behind her, there was the sound of the person's footsteps just now.

"Wait, Chen Ruoyan, why don't you kill me?"

Qingyan didn't hear it, and rushed to the sky.

"Are you going to the corpse pie? Are you stupid? You will die if you go!"

Qingyan said without looking back, "If you really want to die, you can end it yourself!"

"Can I say, I can't make up my mind? Today, I saw you too, so I finally mustered up the courage!"

"waste!"

After being scolded by Qingyan, the young warrior wanted to say something, only to find that "Chen Ruoyan" had completely disappeared!

He closed his mouth, feeling bitter in his mouth.

He returned to the cave and sat in his original position. After half a day, he slowly started good things.

Looking at the long sword with a somewhat rusty hilt, he hesitated and finally held it in his hand.

As a warrior, I always feel uncomfortable if I don't take up my own weapons.

He looked at the direction in which the opponent was disappearing, hesitated, and finally summoned the courage to chase after him.

He also wanted to go to the corpse pie.

On October 29th, the weather was slightly cooler.

In Yinshan City under the Yinshi Sect, many warriors from Liangping, Western Qin, and Eastern Qin gathered together.

Among these warriors, most of them were representatives of Liang Ping's family and sects invited by the Yin corpse faction, and half of these people were from Liang Ping's domestic pro-yin corpse faction.

Among the remaining half of the aristocratic family and sect representatives, some were originally neutral, and some were originally pro-Liang Pingguo imperial clan, and they were not so conspicuous.

When the imperial family of Liang Ping was wiped out, and there was no state power to enter for the time being, they faced the invitation of the corpse sect and had to think carefully about whether to give the corpse sect this face.

If you receive the invitation letter, you may come back if you go, and even go further with the Yin corpse faction to reach a certain reconciliation, but if you do not go, you will definitely be missed by the Yin corpse faction!

Simply, although they joined the Alliance of Crusade against the Zombie Sect led by Liang Pingguo, this alliance has never been made public, and they did not really fight the Zombie Sect head-on.

Therefore, those originally neutral or pro-Liang Ping imperial clans were not very firm forces, and after serious consideration, they sent representatives to visit.

Of course, these so-called representatives of the forces are often the ones that are not very popular among the forces.

It's kind of a pity even if you can't come back from the Yin Corpse.

There are also some warriors who are here to join in the fun, but this kind of warriors are not many, after all, the reputation of the corpse sect nearby is not good.

Since Qingyan came to Yinshan City, she temporarily changed her appearance and got dressed in men's clothing.

She didn't want to cause trouble, and she didn't want the corpse faction to shoot in advance.

Sitting on the second floor of the restaurant, she found a position by the window, silently watching the bustling scene on the street.

She watched the vendors carefully, looked at those with children, and looked at the ordinary people shopping, a little fascinated.

But soon, she was noticed by a young warrior on the street, the one who wanted to die by her sword ten days ago.

He was still decadent as always.

In fact, he looks pretty good, looks quite handsome, and looks quite young, but his face is haggard, his hair is messy, and his martial arts uniform is somewhat dirty.

Qingyan even noticed that the oil stain on the right bottom of his clothes seemed to have been ten days ago...

With the long sword slung around his waist and a small wine jar in his hand, he wandered aimlessly in the street, as if looking for something.

When Qingyan stared at him, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Qingyan.

Qingyan turned her head indifferently and looked elsewhere.

After a while, Qingyan heard some vain footsteps, the young warrior went to the restaurant, then put his gaze on Qingyan, and then he went straight to Qingyan.

This made Qingyan frowned. She regretted a bit, why didn't she just kill him last time!