Chapter 14: Gift sword

On the outskirts of Sky City, Feng Yueling pouted her mouth and stared at Suning with her eyes.
"Xiao Ningzi, are you floating? For three whole years, I didn't know to come to me, I thought you disappeared!"
Facing the question of the person in front of him, Suning was speechless for a while, and she didn't know how to face it.
"me…"
"What are you? Hesitating, since you don't know what to say, then I'll ask you! Was it because of that Tang Yun that alienated me three years ago?"
Suning's eyes flickered, some did not dare to look at her, but just nodded slightly.
"Then you didn't blow it? Why didn't you come to me?"
Suning stared at her blankly, and secretly said that this girl really didn't care at all? Still innocent enough to understand nothing?
"I sent the spirit beast to be seized and became a useless person. What qualifications do I have to come to see you?"
"Bah! What's the matter then? You can find the spirit beast again if you lose it. If you lose your friend, you won't find it for the rest of your life!" Feng Yueling said very dissatisfied.
friend? Yes, Suning and Feng Yueling were originally friends, but why does he feel a sense of guilt at this moment?
"Forget it! Don't care about it with you, lest you call me stingy! By the way, have you found a new spirit beast for so long?"
Suning nodded, and replied, "I found it."
In a sense, he didn't deceive Feng Yueling. There was indeed a spirit beast in his spiritual reservoir, and it was not an ordinary spirit beast, but he didn't tell her the source of the spirit beast.
"Hey! Really! Great! This way, I can beat you upright in the Great Ceremony of Ten Thousand Beasts!"
"Do you... really want to beat me so much?"
"Of course! If you beat me, I must win back!"
Straightforward and innocent, this is Suning's impression of her three years ago, but she didn't expect Feng Yueling to be the same three years later.
"You really haven't changed at all."
Suning's words sounded a little inexplicable, Feng Yueling didn't quite understand, but she wouldn't think too much.
"Right! Three years ago, I lost at the Ten Thousand Beast Ceremony. At that time, I promised to refine a weapon for you, but you didn't tell me what you like... Then I couldn't find you, so I just thought Refining a long sword for you, I often hear people say that the sword is a gentleman in the army, and it is also very beautiful in itself, I think you must be very handsome to use!"
With that, she took out a sheathed long sword from the storage bag and handed it to Suning.
After receiving the long sword in Feng Yueling's hand, Suning's nose suddenly became sore, and her voice trembled: "You always remembered it!"
"Cut! How could I forget what I promised you? It's like you, who cares about color and loves friends! Humph!"
Feng Yueling made an expression of dissatisfaction with Suning with her hands on her hips.
"Thank you! Little... Little Phoenix!"
This was what Suning once called her, and it was not until this moment that he picked it up again.
Hearing this, Feng Yueling's body trembled. After three years, after hearing the once extremely familiar call again, an inexplicable feeling rose in her heart, and the look in Suning's eyes became a little complicated.
She couldn't help asking herself softly, did she really put it down? She should have resented Suning. She thought about the scenes of reuniting countless times. She wanted to teach Suning well, but now she really saw it, but she couldn't hold up any hatred at all, and she even pretended to be careless in front of him. Looks like lungless.
"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense, big man, mother-in-law! Give it a try and see if you like it!"
This sword is three feet long and the scabbard is dark and plain. Suning slowly pulls out the hilt in his hand, only an inch apart, and a cold glow instantly greets his eyes.
He couldn't help being surprised that this sword was actually made of pure cold iron. The long sword was out of its sheath, and its sharp edge was immediately revealed. Both the feel and the quality were perfect!
"You made this by yourself?"
"Of course! Mysterious-level middle grade! Hehe! Great!"
Feng Yueling raised her head proudly.
You must know that in this sky city, there are definitely no more than three people who can refine such a quality, and they are all people in the Wanqi Lou. Among them, Feng Yueling is the youngest. It can even be said that she has the slightest talent for refining. Not weaker than Suning's talent for alchemy.
"Huh? This female doll is a bit interesting. At this age, you can refine middle-class mysterious appliances."
In the Lingzang, the Dragon God Taixu couldn't help but sighed, but Feng Yueling naturally couldn't hear it.
Putting away the long sword, Suning held it tightly in his hand: "Does it have a name?"
"Name... um... I think about it! Ah... let's call it Yueling!" Feng Yueling said with a smile.
"Yue Ling?"
"Yeah? What's the matter? You don't like it?" Feng Yueling frowned.
"No, I like it!"
"That's good! I took it deliberately! So in the future, as long as you see this sword, you will think of me, lest it takes a long time and you guys forget me again!"
Suning smiled slightly, stretched out her finger, and lightly nodded her forehead: "No, I won't lose you again..."
Feng Yueling was stunned, and Suning's finger completely shattered her strong pretense. That very familiar feeling rose again, and countless grievances transformed into moist eyes.
She hurriedly turned around, cursing herself at her useless, she didn't want Suning to see her crying.
"what happened to you?"
Suning noticed her abnormality and hurriedly asked.
"It's okay! There was wind just now, and sand got in your eyes! Oh! By the way! The day after tomorrow I have my birthday, and it is also my coming-of-age gift, Xiao Ningzi, you must come!"
After Feng Yueling left this sentence, before Suning could respond, she ran away.
Suning, who stayed in place, slapped himself fiercely in his heart. He silently looked at this familiar figure until he disappeared from the end of his sight.
...
"Boy! How about watching? Nobody is left."
Hearing the voice of the Dragon God Taixu, Suning came back to his senses, stroked the long sword in his hand, and immediately said, "I want to dance for her with this sword. Do you have a good sword technique, Little Snake?"
To say the first half of this sentence, Taixu Dragon God was still a little moved, but as soon as the second half of the sentence came out, how could it feel that the whole sentence had changed, as if this kid was just trying to demand swordsmanship from it!
No matter what, why would it be this kid's spirit beast now? Anyway, it is also the ninth-generation holy spirit, so it can't be too weak.
"Fortunately your kid is lucky, I just have a sword art here, it's cheaper for you!"
As soon as the words were over, the familiar tingling sensation in the sea of ​​knowledge reappeared, and Su Ning's heart was immediately happy. Last time he got the "Ancient Condensation Pill Chapter", but this time it is the same feeling. Sword Art?
He now began to feel that it was a wonderful thing to have the ten great chaos beasts in the spirit store, but he didn't know what the gains would be if all of them were derived!