Chapter 368: Raiders the old virgin seven hundred years ago

Smile...
This name made the scenery lose consciousness for a moment.
Although she was able to react extremely quickly to block the attack of the Cold Abyss Sword for this child, the formation of resisting the attack was always a step slower, and because of this, her hand was injured.
"Your hand..." The child named Xiaoxiao was at a loss.
"I said you little girl!" Shang Baizi poked her forehead with her index finger, "Han Yuanjian is a divine tool for the master, is it something you can touch casually? It's fine now, you still hurt my junior sister injured!"
"I...I..." The little girl was so arrogant just now that she looked at the scenery, but didn't dare to look at her, it was quite pitiful.
Scenery touched the top of her head with the uninjured hand and squatted down to look at her. She smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's just a small injury, it will get better soon, but now you have to understand that you can't in the future. Randomly touch something spiritual, otherwise you will be backlashed."
"Hmm..." Smiled in a dazed voice, her clear big eyes staring at the scenery, not knowing what she was thinking.
Shang Baizi said, "Junior sister, your blood..."
Looking at the scenery, she realized that her blood-stained hand was stained with the Cold Abyss Sword. Divine artifacts usually have to be dripped to recognize the master, but Xuan Qingzi once said that she can only treat Cold Abyss until she breaks through the Nascent Soul Stage. Jian drops the blood to recognize the master, because the coldness of the Han Yuan Sword is too heavy, even if she is a rare genius in a century, she has reached the Yuan Ying stage, and now recognizes the master Han Yuan Sword, it may be backlashed.
"Do you have any discomfort?" Shang Baizi frowned.
She stood up, raised the sword in her hand and looked at it for a while, then put it down again, the sword in her hand disappeared like mist, "Brother, I feel good."
"Well, what is it? I will take you to heal your wounds first, then go to the master, and tell him that you have confessed the Lord with the Han Yuan Sword.
Don't let the scenery say more, just like when she came, Shang Baizi dragged her away again.
Xiaoxiao stood on the spot looking at the back of the scenery, unheard of the children around him criticizing him.
"It's okay, just recognize the Lord if you recognize the Lord."
Unexpectedly, Shang Baizi brought the scenery to the Master for help, but Master was so calm and calm.
Tong Yan Hefa's elder has a fairy style, he squinted his eyes as if he was meditating, but only Feng Feng and Shang Baizi knew that he was about to fall asleep.
Shang Baizi called: "Master."
"Huh?" Xuan Qingzi opened his eyes in a daze, seeing the big apprentice looking at him contemptuously, he touched the beard on his chin in embarrassment, and said with high respect: "Boss, second, you can also take it. It’s time to become a disciple. Both of you will accept a disciple this year. While teaching disciples, you can also improve your cultivation."
Feng Guang and Shang Baizi replied: "Yes, Master."
Then Xuan Qingzi heard a faint snoring sound.
He really fell asleep.
After leaving the Ming and Qing Palace, the scenery returned to her own Haomiao Peak. She sat at the table, took the Han Yuan sword out and placed it on the table, and watched it quietly for a while. She also felt that the sword after the blood was dropped. There is no change.
"Could it be that the words that Master told me before that might be backlashed, are they here to frame me?"
She was unconsciously puzzled, and suddenly she heard a voice, "Who is talking?"
This is a nice jade sound, like the warm sun in March, gentle like a trickle of water, soaking people's hearts, and importantly, this is a male voice.
But no matter how nice the voice is, it can't make the alert consciousness dispel the sense of crisis from the extraordinary scenery, she took the scene, "Where is the evildoer, dare to sneak to my Hao Miao Peak?"