[The first thousand three hundred and thirty-five chapters do not make us angry]
Nangongyue waved his hand, and the simple box fell into his hands, he held the box in both hands, handed it to Song Yan, and smiled, “Brother Song, this is a part of my heart, please accept it. ”
“What is it?” Song Yan asked with a smile, taking the box.
“Brother Song, might as well open it up and take a look.” Nangong Yue said, with a hint of pride between his brows.
“Bah!”
Song Yan opened the box. The handle was about a foot long. A transparent gem the size of a thumb was inlaid on the hilt. The thin and sharp cyan dagger came into view, but the dagger had a restriction on it, which temporarily suppressed it. Its breath, so I can’t see its grade.
“Brother Song might as well try to unblock it.” Nangong Yue said again.
“Okay.”
Song Yan nodded, the restriction on the sword is not complicated, even people who don’t understand the restriction can break it with force.
After pinching the magic formula into the sword, the restriction on the sword disappeared, and suddenly, an extremely sharp breath shot out from the dagger.
“Good sword!” Dongfang Yubai couldn’t help but praise.
Without the cover of the ban, the aura of this sword could no longer be concealed. Song Yan could see at a glance that it was a ninth-grade spirit sword, especially when he felt the aura from the sword, he faintly felt that it was not an ordinary sword. Grade 9 Spirit Sword.
“I don’t know what the origin of this sword is?”
Song Yan picked up the short sword, but sensed that the sword actually resisted him, as if it wanted to fly away from his hand.
Nangongyue smiled and said, “Brother Song has good eyesight. This sword is called the Qingjiao Sword, and it is the sword of the sword immortal Qingli!”
“Heaven, it’s actually the sword of the real Qingli!”
Dongfang Yubo and the others were extremely shocked and amazed when they heard the words.
“Does this real Qingli come from a lot of origin?” Song Yan asked with some doubts.
“I know this.”
Wei Gong hurriedly said: “It is said that the Qingli real person is the most powerful sword immortal after the black and white sword immortals, and this Qing Jiao sword is that he broke into the Tianyao Continent, beheaded an old Jiaojiao who was in the tribulation period, and used the Because of this, he was chased and killed by many experts in the Heavenly Demon Continent, but in the end, he still managed to escape from the Heavenly Demon Continent!” Speaking of which, Wei Gong Suddenly a look of doubt appeared: “No, it is said that Master Qingli likes this Qingjiao sword very much, and he never leaves his body.
“This, you only know one and don’t know the other!” Dongfang Yubai interjected: “Qingli real person is unparalleled in combat power, although he successfully escaped from the Heavenly Demon Continent, he also suffered a lot of secret injuries. Unexpectedly, his The dark wound has not yet healed, and the catastrophe came suddenly, if he was not injured, it would not be difficult to survive the catastrophe, so in the end, he died under the last catastrophe, which is really regrettable!”
“Not bad!” Nangongyue’s voice sounded again: “Zhenzhen Qingli was smashed into pieces by the last Dao Tianlei, and all the spirit tools and even the storage spirit ring he carried were destroyed, but this Qingjiao sword was fine. Instead, it absorbed a trace of the power of tribulation thunder, and advanced from the eighth-grade spirit sword to the ninth-grade spirit sword. After this sword was collected in the royal treasury, it was later given to my father by the empress. It is a pity that this sword is of high grade. But only a sword cultivator can display its true power, so after seeing Brother Song’s superb swordsmanship, I went to beg my father to give it to Brother Song!”
“A gentleman does not win people’s love, not to mention that this sword is too precious. Brother Nangong, you should take it back!”
Song Yan put the Qingjiao Sword back into the box and gave it back to Nangong Yue.
Seeing this, Nangongyue couldn’t help but feel tight in her heart and pretended to be unhappy: “Brother Song, as the so-called sword matches a hero, this sword is not very useful to keep in my father’s hands, it is better to give it to Brother Song than to waste it Only kendo masters can use their strengths, if Brother Song regards me as a friend, please accept this Green Flood Dragon Sword!”
“This……!”
Song Yan showed hesitation.
“Brother Song, Brother Nangong is also kind, you just accept it!” Dongfang Yubai advised.
“Yeah, Brother Song, accept it, don’t let down Brother Nangong’s good intentions!” Xing Wuji, the young grandson of Xing Shangshu’s family, also persuaded him.
Immediately afterwards, Lu Hao, the youngest son of Lu Yushi, and Zhou Po, the second son of Zhou Shilang’s family, opened their mouths to persuade them, all hoping that Song Yan would have this sword.
A good sword is also of great help to Song Yan’s strength.
Before, he obtained the sword of the Black and White Sword Immortal, but unfortunately, in order to deceive the Taiyi Sect, the sword fell into the hands of the Taiyi Sect. Therefore, he is naturally very excited.
It’s just that this sword was given by Nangong Yue, and he would refuse if the other party gave him such a heavy gift.
But seeing that everyone came to persuade him, he really couldn’t refuse, so he had to accept it, so he nodded: “If that’s the case, then I’ll accept it, thank you Brother Nangong!”
“It’s okay! Let’s continue drinking!” Nangong Yue waved her hands in disapproval, as if she didn’t feel bad about giving away a treasure.
Just as Song Yan and others were staggering the cups in Haitian Pavilion, a dusty spirit beast car, under the control of an old servant, quietly drove into the imperial capital.
“Master, are we going back to the mansion directly, or Haitian Pavilion?” The old servant turned and asked the man in the car in a low voice.
Inside the car was a woman in Tsing Yi with a long sword in her arms. The woman appeared to be in her early thirties, her expression was cold, and she leaned against the car with her eyes closed, as if she was asleep.
Hearing the old servant’s question, the woman in Tsing Yi opened her eyes, and there was a hint of nostalgia on her face: “I haven’t tasted the seafood from Haitian Pavilion for more than 30 years, and I miss it a lot, so I went to Haitian Pavilion. Bar!”
“Yeah, we haven’t returned to the imperial capital for more than 30 years!”
The old servant sighed softly and drove the spirit beast car straight to Haitian Pavilion.
Half an hour later, the spirit beast car resisted Haitian Pavilion.
The old servant opened the car door thoughtfully, and the woman in Tsing Yi got out of the car with her sword in her hand, strode towards Haitian Pavilion, and the old servant bowed slightly and followed behind her.
“I’m sorry, the two of you, Haitian Pavilion has been reserved today, please come back another day!” The guy standing at the door stopped the two and said politely.
Hearing this, the woman in Tsing Yi frowned slightly, and finally sighed, “Forget it, come back another day!”
“The county master, why don’t you go to the old slave…!”
“No need, go back to the manor!” The woman in Tsing Yi interrupted the old servant and turned to leave.
At this moment, a group of people walked down from the second floor, it was Song Yan and others.
The woman in Tsing Yi who was about to leave suddenly turned her head, her eyes fixed on the Qing Jiao sword in Song Yan’s hand.
“Why is the Qingjiao Sword on you?”
The woman in Tsing Yi flashed fierceness in her eyes and asked in a cold voice.
“What does this have to do with you?” Nangongyue replied eagerly.
“answer me!”
The woman in Tsing Yi ignored Nangong Yue at all, and still stared at Song Yan closely. At the same time, a powerful momentum rose from her and locked Song Yan.
Feeling the powerful aura of this woman, Nangong Yue and others were all shocked.
But thinking that the other party ignored him like this, Nangongyue felt very dissatisfied, and she said coldly, “Why is Qing Jiaojian accepted by Brother Song? It’s none of your business. If you are interested, get out of here, don’t make us angry!”
