Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

Chapter 888 The ruffian woman in the rivers and lakes (28)

Yue Lichen's voice was light, "Yangzhou City, take the Qingshuang Sword."

Bai Zhen stopped struggling instantly.

"Qing, Cyan Frost Sword?"

Lying down, in the trough?

"Well, then let's go quickly." Someone said, looking at the broken integrity.

After Yue Lichen took her out of the woods, she first found a clothing store and changed the **** clothes on the two of them, and only got a set of coarse linen.

The machete was stuffed into a big bag by him, carried behind his back, and walked with Bai Zhen, the two of them were like an ordinary couple.

On the other hand, Bai Zhen's big eyes turned round and round on the way.

The balance in my heart is constantly tilting between Qingshuang Sword and Jimo Xingyun.

After struggling for a long time, she realized that she, a weak woman with no power to hold a chicken, wanted to escape from the hands of Yue Lichen, the left guardian of Wuji Gate, which seemed to be more difficult than going to the sky.

So someone sighed, followed Yue Lichen silently, and entered a courtyard near the north gate of Yangzhou City.

The northern part of the city is desolate, and there are few people coming and going.

The yard is not big. After Yue Lichen entered, he walked directly under a jujube tree, waved his knife and started digging down.

After a while, he dug out a rectangular wooden box.

Bai Zhen moved her head curiously, wanting to see what this peerless weapon, the Cyan Frost Sword, looked like.

After brushing off the layers of dust, Yue Lichen hugged the box and sat on the stone bench on one side, Bai Zhen's eyes seemed to be glued to it, and she followed him.

The boy glanced at her coldly, and then slowly opened the box.

Bai Zhen couldn't help but let out a 'Huh', "This Cyan Frost Sword is not blue or white, but a black scabbard..."

The long sword in the wooden box has a silver carved hilt, and the center of the black scabbard is engraved with several complicated patterns in silver, extending from the hilt to the blade.

At first glance, the style of this sword has a solemn and icy aura, making Bai Zhen even more curious about how sharp the blade is.

The young man drew his sword gently, and with a crisp humming sound, the sword body reflected a cold light in the sunlight.

This sword is very bright and thin, but the texture is very tough, even a layman like Bai Zhen could not help but click his tongue, feeling that it is a good sword.

Yue Lichen's voice sounded at this moment, "The blade of this sword is sharp, and its greenness is like frost and snow, so it is called "Qingshuang". "

Bai Zhen touched her nose and said "oh".

She stretched out her white and tender little hand, "That... can I touch it?"

On the surface, he looked innocent, but in fact the little abacus in his heart was beating loudly.

If Yue Lichen dared to give her the sword, she would immediately open the hilt and swallow Fenghui Jiusheng Pill!

She was definitely not trying to save her own life.

She is sacrificing the ego to achieve the greater ego!

As long as she eats the Fenghui Jiusheng Pill, there will be no more disputes over the Qingshuang Sword.

The sword was destroyed by her, and she fought for a fart!

Yue Lichen tilted her head and glanced at the girl's big bright eyes, and reached out and handed her the sword.

Bai Zhen took it like a baby, pretended to run away and waved it twice, and then used the strength of milk to break the hilt of the sword.

A second passed.

Two seconds passed.

Three seconds passed.

The hilt was still attached to the sword.

Is it pulled out, or screwed?

Bai Zhen tried every method she could think of, but the hilt just couldn't get it open.

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