The richest man in the world starts from picking up tatters

Su Cheng swallowed.

This Nima is simply the beauty who ran out of the second dimension!

It's just that this beauty has a cold expression at this time, her eyes are directly at Su Cheng, her pretty face is cold.

There seems to be some deep hatred.

Look at the patriarch of Pharaoh.

At this moment, he seemed to be banned from copper, standing still, not even moving his eyes.

Could this be done by the beauty in front of you?

This ability is too terrifying!

"You, are you a sword spirit?"

Su Cheng was surprised.

Too kawaii!

The beauty of the second dimension was drooping, her eyes filled with contempt.

"You are my new master?"

Su Cheng scratched the back of his head.

"seems like it."

Suddenly, this beauty showed a disappointed look and sighed up to the sky:

"Oh my God, why can't God let me go and arrange such a waste for me Yunling?"

Su Cheng, "???"

"System Dad, I'll just ask you, is she a sword spirit or does she recognize me as the master?"

Su Cheng's heart is sad.

Who provokes the special labor and capital, is despised for no reason, and is called waste?

[Back to the host, in view of the host's cultivation level, it is despised by the sword spirit, which is purely normal. Please the host to practice hard and strengthen the intimacy with the sword spirit.

Su Cheng wanted to vomit blood after hearing this.

Also enhance intimacy?

With Jian Ling's attitude, she would be pretty good if she didn't cut herself with a sword.

"System, can I order her to do something?"

At this juncture, Su Cheng just wanted to save his life.

[Back to the host, Wangshu sword sword spirit has an independent sword soul. Since the sword spirit is limited to Wangshu sword, the host can force the sword spirit to do three things. After the three things, the sword spirit can choose whether to continue to recognize the main host.

Cao, it's okay!

Su Cheng was speechless.

Is this still called acknowledgment?

Isn't this a consumable, use it once less once.

While complaining, Su Cheng also felt that he had the authority to command the sword spirit three times.

"Sword Spirit, help me kill Ten Thousand Pharaoh Ancestor."

Su Cheng straightened his chest and directly used the first permission.

The beautiful sword spirit looked humiliated.

But they had to follow Su Cheng's instructions.

She turned around angrily, but just swept it away, and she appeared in front of her a blue aura like Wang Shujian!

The ancestor Wanfa also woke up from the sluggishness at this time, and the sword spirit released the restriction on him.

But look up.

He saw a dense array of sword auras that were even more terrifying than his insect swarm!

"My Nima..."

Before a word was finished, Jian Ling's eyes colded, and the sword energy instantly rushed towards the ancestor of the Ten Thousand Pharaohs!

Su Cheng watched the ancestor Wan Pharaoh's whole body being cut with sword energy.

Only one bone left!

However, the bones were also submerged by the surge of sword energy in a blink of an eye!

After 10 seconds.

Wan Phara ancestors dissipated with the sword energy.

Su Cheng grunted and swallowed.

This scene is crazy!

So shocking!

The legendary sword of light shining coldly on Kyushu!

After finishing cleaning the ancestor of the Ten Thousand Pharaohs, Jian Ling Yunling turned and looked at Su Cheng.

"There are two more things, tell me who else you want to kill, this sword spirit will take care of it for you, and then we will sprinkle it directly!"

Yunling looked down on Su Cheng at all, and there was only one reason: Su Cheng was too weak.

"I'm sorry, this master has nothing to do for you yet, and no matter how weak I am, I am also your master. Give me respect!"

Su Cheng said unceremoniously.

Ge Laozi's, is it wrong?

What's wrong with me?

Which strong man did not come out of the weak?

A little sword spirit dare to despise labor and capital!

Jian Ling Yunling was stupefied by Su Cheng's reprimand.

"You, a little Huangjie, dare to put on airs in front of this sword spirit, are you tired of living?"

Jian Ling Yunling was so angry.

She has slept for thousands of years, and her strength is comparable to the realm of Yuanshen, so she must be at least the same level as her master!

"This sword spirit is Wangshu sword spirit. The last master was a man who killed Yijiao and could afford to shoot a divine bow of the sun. How do you compare to him as a little yellow rank?"

Yun Ling almost despised Su Cheng in the mud.

Shooting the sun's bow.

Kill a religion?

Su Cheng frowned.

Yun Ling is not talking about Yuntianhe in the four miles of Xianjian.

So Wang Shujian really came from the Fourth Immortal Sword Middle School!

"Yun Ling, won't your name come from Yun Tianhe and Han Lingsha?"

Su Cheng said strangely.

Yun Ling was surprised and wondered:

"How would you know that you are a mortal?"

Su Cheng rolled his eyes.

Isn't this nonsense, I just pass all the games in the fairy sword series, and I love this game.

"Your last master Yun Tianhe, to be honest, I watched him grow up..."

"Ahem, I mean I know his story very well. I envy his love with Han Lingsha, and I am very sad about their ending."

Su Cheng is anxious to be wise and plays the emotional card.

But to be honest.

He really feels the love of the two heroes and heroines of the four fairy swords.

But Yunling, the sword spirit, does not exist in the game.

"You know them, do you know where the master has gone?"

Yun Ling's expression changed and he stared at Su Cheng scorchingly.

Su Cheng shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"I don't know, Han Lingsha died early, and Yun Tianhe guarded the tomb of his beloved wife and stayed at Qingluan Peak. Maybe he became a fairy, maybe..."

This is the ending of the Fourth Immortal Sword, and Han Lingsha is actually contaminated with Wang Shujian's chill, and coupled with the short-lived background of the tomb robber, he died early.

Of course he wouldn't talk to Yun Ling about these things.

Yun Ling's expression was low, and the water vapor in his eyes became more hazy.

"Master is gone, where can I go?"

She is like a homeless child, not knowing where to go.