The Chixiao Sword is a man's sword. If he can get it, then in the ninth level, he will have more confidence to protect Yaoyao.

However, Li Yaoyao did not understand his painstaking efforts at all, but instead cursed him hard in her heart.

As Situ Ming held the hilt of the Chixiao Sword, Li Yaoyao stared at him nervously, muttering to himself on her lips: "I can't pull it up, I can't pull it up, I can't pull it up..."

Her voice was very light, and Situ Ming, who was all focused on the Chixiao Sword, did not hear it. If he heard it, he might have spurted blood directly on the Chixiao Sword's wound.

However, Su Luo, who was standing beside Li Yaoyao, could hear it clearly, and she looked at Li Yaoyao incomprehensible.

Nangong Liuyun also shook his head speechlessly.

"This sword should be from the third senior brother." Li Yaoyao glared at Su Luo fiercely, "The Chengying Sword, it should be mine!"

Su Luo looked at Situ Ming with sympathy: "Li Yaoyao, you will go to hell after you die."

Situ Ming was so kind to her. If Li Yaoyao wanted Situ Ming's heart now, he would definitely do it himself, stabbed it with a knife and dug out the steaming heart and gave it to Li Yaoyao with his own hands.

However, Situ Ming, who was so devoted to her, was so harsh. It was really... Su Luo didn't know what to say to her.

"If you are snatching your loved one with a sword, you will go to hell only after you die!" Li Yaoyao glared at Su Luo, "If it weren't for you, how could the third senior brother have fallen in love with someone else!"

Nangong Liuyun frowned slightly with his thick sword eyebrows. He pulled Su Luo closer to his arms and whispered to her: "Don't be as knowledgeable as a madman, so as not to reduce his identity."

"Yeah." Su Luo leaned comfortably on his shoulder, smiled brightly at Li Yaoyao, and said casually, "I listen to you, I don't know anything like a madman."

madman?!

When Li Yaoyao heard this, she felt that the blood in her body instantly solidified into thousands of years of ice.

She was thinking about everything for the third senior brother, but in his eyes, she was actually... a lunatic?

Li Yaoyao staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Her eyes were blank and her expression was dull. She stood there stupidly, no difference from a madman.

At this time, Situ Ming's sword drawing had come to an end.

"Get up!" Situ Ming shouted.

Suddenly, a powerful force burst into Situ Ming's body. The destructive power of this force exploded into Situ Ming's limbs and bones!

Everyone was close together and could clearly hear the crackling sound of bones dislocation coming from Situ Ming.

Situ Ming's face turned red and bloodshots appeared in his eyes, which showed that he had exhausted all his strength.

No matter how the force collided, his legs were as solid as rocks, motionless as if they were frozen.

Zi Yan whispered: "The second senior brother's strength is already so high. It seems that he is the only one who belongs to this Chixiao Sword." In the previous few levels, he did not perform at the highest level.

Su Luo shook his head: "I don't think so."

Zi Yan asked in surprise: "What do you mean is that he can't take this sword?"

Su Luo smiled slightly: "The Chixiao Sword is arrogant and unruly. Situ Ming tames the way he boils frogs in warm water. How could he tame it? Look at it, he will give up when there is no incense stick."

It’s not that Su Luo has a good vision, but that the little stone in her space makes such an evaluation.
Chapter completed!