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"Oh, why did you leave?" Zhang Shaochen felt aggrieved, "I just said respect for the elderly, why is it so angry?"
"Isn't respecting the elderly a long-standing traditional virtue of Chinese people in China? It's really unreasonable."
"But now there's no way to reason with it, it's gone."
"It's gone eh? Is the sword spirit still there?"
Zhang Shaochen was shocked, and quickly opened his eyes wide:
Fortunately, fortunately!
The pure white girl sword spirit was still fluttering in the void in front of her.
When Zhang Shaochen opened his eyes to look, the phantom of the sword spirit suddenly opened his eyes
At this moment, Zhang Shaochen's heartstrings vibrated suddenly, and the feeling at that moment was like spring returning to the earth and everything waking up!
A mass of soft white light envelops the girl Sword Spirit, like a pure white water lotus, with crystal dewdrops, quietly blooming in the moonlit night sky.
The body is slender and light, floating like a fairy.
The appearance can be described in five words:
Pure,
Ling,
Pretty,
Tender,
Moe.
Putting the word "pure" in the first place is really the feeling of a girl, too pure, too pure!
The ultimate innocence!
Ultimate purity!
It was as if Zhang Shaochen saw a shining, spotless crystal in the soft light of the moon.
"How could there be such a character?"
"I feel like she shouldn't belong to the secular world."
Zhang Shaochen felt emotional in his heart.
At this time, Sword Spirit, who had opened his eyes, looked a little dazed.
She looked around, then at the boy.
When the crystal clear and pure eyes fell on the young man, a joyful expression immediately appeared on her face.
"Is she looking at me and smiling?"
"Her expression, why does it seem like she hasn't seen anyone for a long time and finally met one?"
Thinking of this, Zhang Shaochen suddenly said to the sword spirit in a strange way: "Is that you just now?"
As soon as he finished asking this question, he regretted it.
Because according to what he has inquired in the Demon Spirit Sect these days, the sword spirit is just an incorporeal body, but something like the essence of aura, and it is rare to even have spiritual intelligence, let alone talk to people?
He thought it was stupid of him to do so.
But soon he was dumbfounded¡ª¡ª
He saw that the lips of the sword spirit girl started to move!
This is obviously talking!
should be talking.
But Zhang Shaochen was sure that his ears didn't hear it.
But soon he "heard it", because at this moment, an innocent girl's voice sounded directly in his mind.
This voice is very pleasant, and it matches the image of the girl sword spirit in front of me.
"Should it be her?"
"Is she also the one who said 'everything is chaotic, only guarding innocence'?"
As soon as Zhang Shaochen had this thought in his mind, the sword spirit on the opposite side blinked and said, "Me? What is it me?"
"It's just that someone was discussing the name of the sword with me just now, is it you?" Zhang Shaochen asked casually.
"Just now? The name of the sword? No." The girl said innocently, "Did you hear my nice voice just now?"
"That's not true. It's quite different." Zhang Shaochen said honestly.
"Oh, that's not me. But I know what it is."
"Ah?" Zhang Shaochen's eyes lit up, "What's going on? Tell me quickly!"
So Jian Ling opened his big watery eyes and said sincerely: "Little brother, you've hit the devil!"
"Ahem! I've hit the evil Haha, maybe." Zhang Shaochen said with some embarrassment.
Up to this point in the conversation, it was still difficult for him to regard the girl as a pure spirit monster.
After thinking for a while, he said, "Hi, my name is Zhang Shaochen, a disciple of the Devil Sect. What about you? What's your name?"
"My name is Xi Linger." The girl replied crisply.
"Are you a sword spirit?" Zhang Shaochen asked again.
"Sword Spirit? What is a Sword Spirit? I am Xi Linger."
"Then where are you from?"
"have no idea."
"Do you have any family?"
"have no idea."
"How old are you?"
"have no idea."
"Uh so what do you know?"
"I know my name is 'Xi Ling'er'!"
"You meanyou don't know anything other than knowing that your name is Xi Ling'er?"
"No. It should be that you didn't ask the right question."
"Then what question should I ask?"
"For example, you should ask, what is the name of the sword."
"Could it be called'Xi Ling Sword'?"
"No." The girl, who had always been innocent and innocent, looked a little dignified at this time, "This sword has a very beautiful name, it's called 'Sword of Calamity'."
"Natural Calamitybeautiful? Well, anyway, what a powerful name." Zhang Shaochen pondered slightly, "Actually, I had this feeling before, this sword is powerful! Natural Calamity!"
"Ha, I like this name!" He jumped up a little, "It can be said that the Calamity Sword is my favorite sword name besides 'My Good Sword' and 'Vientiane Chaos Sword'!"
"What?" the girl called out, "You mean to call her 'Good Sword'? No, this name is too vulgar, I don't accept it."
"I accept. By the way, what other questions should I ask?" Zhang Shaochen asked expectantly.
"Gone."
"What?" The young man jumped up, "Could it be that you mean that you only know yourself as 'Xi Ling'er' and this sword as 'Sky Calamity'?"
"That's right! Is there something wrong?" Xi Ling'er asked confidently.
"There's nothing wrong, it's so right!" Zhang Shaochen suddenly became excited, "Haha! Why didn't I think of it just now? Just because you don't remember anything else, it proves that you are the real sword spirit!"
"You must be bred from this sword, born and bred, you are the sword spirit of my good sword!"
"Great! Great!"
"I was afraid that you were some strange monster just now. You are a sword spirit, that's great!"
Thinking of this, he almost danced.
After being excited for a while, he suddenly looked serious, and said to the girl seriously: "Xi Linger, Jianling, hello, my name is Zhang Shaochen; the Calamity Sword you live in is mine."
"Your name is Zhang Shaochen, I know it. But the Calamity Sword doesn't belong to you." Xi Linger nodded slightly.
"Why? Who does it belong to?" Zhang Shaochen looked strange.
"I don't know." Xi Ling'er said a little unhappy, "You are so strange. Xi Ling clearly said that you don't remember other things, but you still come to ask me. It's so strange. I see you, you are so forgetful! "
"Okay, I'm forgetful, I'm sorry. But," the young man said with a smile, "You can't remember who this sword is. I'm sorry, but I do remember that this sword belongs to me. So, this sword belongs to me. yes."
"Is that so?" Xi Ling'er tilted her head, thought for a while, and then said, "Okay, I have to. This sword belongs to you, and I belong to you too." (Remember this site's website: www. hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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