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Chapter 218: Win Ziyue

“Ah ah ah, you disgusting stinky man, take your hands off my body and touch them here and there, let me I have goosebumps all over my body, are you disgusting?"

"Ah"

Chen Feng jumped up with a start, feeling horrified in his heart, and looked around him very warily. lock up.

But he didn’t find anyone in the hall

Chen Feng shouted in a deep voice, “Which friend is hiding here? What’s the point of hiding his head and tail when he comes out?”

"Ha, brat"

The voice just now sounded again, and this time Chen Feng heard it clearly. It was the voice of a little girl, crisp and childish.

She chuckled, her voice full of pride, "Okay, okay, don't look around like a silly goose, I'm in your hands now"

"It's in my hand"

Chen Feng shifted his gaze in confusion. He only saw the long knife in his hand. Thinking of this, Chen Feng suddenly felt something in his heart, "Say, you are this knife."

"Yes, you stupid goose, you are not so stupid."

The voice said with a smile, "I live in this knife now"

< p>"Then, are you a human or a ghost?" Chen Feng asked.

"Bah, you are the ghost," the immature girl's voice said angrily.

"Since it's not a ghost, I'm relieved." Chen Feng patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Feng suddenly remembered Yan Qingyu and some of the rumors he had told himself before, and then thought of the men in black fighting for the knife, and suddenly shouted in surprise, "You, could it be that you are like this?" Is the weapon spirit of the sword?"

Yan Qingyu once said that some magical weapons, very, very powerful and powerful weapons, will produce weapon spirits.

Weapon spirits are just like human souls. They are intelligent creatures, conscious and intelligent, and some are not even inferior to humans.

A magical weapon with a weapon spirit is far more powerful than one without a weapon spirit.

However, it is very, very difficult to produce a weapon spirit from a magic weapon. Not only does it need to be at least as high as a treasure weapon, but it also requires some special circumstances

< p>Yan Qingyu once said at the beginning that even with the size of the Qianyuan Sect, there was not a single magical weapon with a weapon spirit in the entire sect.

Chen Feng didn’t expect that he could actually get one, how could he not be ecstatic

He shouted, “Yes, it must be, if you are not a weapon spirit, How can you drive the long knife to make that cut by itself? Ha, generally magical weapons will exist for thousands of years. Doesn’t that mean that you are thousands of years old?"

"You are the weapon spirit"

p>

"You are only a few thousand years old"

The weapon spirit shouted angrily.

"I am a human being, and I am a serious person. You are the spirit, you big idiot, stupid goose."

Obviously, Chen Feng's words just now are not true. know howIt touched her heart, but this immature female voice was not very good at cursing, so she just kept saying those few words over and over again. After being scolded by her a few times, Chen Feng not only didn't get angry, but actually found the voice cute.

While talking, she suddenly burst into tears.

"I never thought that I, the proud daughter of Heaven, would end up like this after winning Ziyue. Oh, if I had known better, I wouldn't have touched this broken knife even if I were killed. Your Majesty, your Majesty, are you here? Come and save me, I don’t want to be trapped in this knife."

"In here, I can’t eat delicious food, wear beautiful clothes, catch butterflies, and have a shameless person The silly goose was touching me all over my body."

The cry was so pitiful that those who heard it shed tears.

Chen Feng broke into a cold sweat, "Hey, this, I didn't know you were in the knife before."

He was at a loss and said quickly, "Hey, don't cry, this, I It wasn’t intentional before.”

Ying Ziyue didn’t care and still cried.

Chen Feng suddenly hugged her into his arms, and Qu Huachang was furious, "Let go, you stinking gangster, you idiot."

Chen Feng shouted in a low voice. "Don't move, someone is coming outside."

He faintly felt a powerful aura coming from above the canyon.

Ying Ziyue shuddered and did not dare to cry anymore.

A powerful aura kept approaching, and soon it came to the side of the canyon. Chen Feng felt that it was no more than a hundred meters away from him.

Chen Feng held his breath and suppressed the Gang Qi so that there was no breath in his body, like a dead object or stone.

The huge aura gradually approached, and it was very familiar. It was Zhang De's aura.

It is so sharp that it can hurt people, like a sharp arrow.

What Chen Feng is most afraid of at the moment is the sound made by the little thing in his arms, but fortunately, although the long knife has been trembling, it is at least very quiet.

The steps were light and heavy, far and near. Chen Feng could even picture this scene in his mind: "Zhang De was walking around at the top of the canyon, peeking around."

Finally, the footsteps gradually faded away, and the huge aura disappeared without a trace.

Ying Ziyue breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak when Chen Feng suddenly grabbed her again.

"Ah, stinky gangster, let me go"

"Don't move, Zhang De is very suspicious and will come back again."

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, a powerful aura suddenly arrived again.

“Ah ah ah, you disgusting stinky man, take your hands off my body and touch them here and there. Yes, it gave me goosebumps all over my body, are you disgusting?"

"Ah"

Chen Feng jumped up with a start, feeling horrified in his heart, and said to him very warily Looked around.

But he did not find anyone in the hall

Chen Feng shouted in a deep voice, "Which friend is hiding here? Come out and hide your head."What's the point of showing off your tail?"

"Ha, brat"

The voice just now sounded again, and this time Chen Feng heard it clearly. It was the voice of a little girl. , crisp and childish.

She chuckled, her voice full of pride, "Okay, okay, don't look around like a silly goose, I'm in your hands now"

"In my hand"

Chen Feng shifted his gaze in confusion. He only saw the long knife in his hand. Thinking of this, Chen Feng suddenly felt something in his heart: "Say, you It’s this knife.”

“That’s right, you stupid goose, you’re not that stupid.”

The voice said with a smile, “I live in this knife now.”

"Then, are you a human or a ghost?" Chen Feng asked

"Bah, you are the ghost" the young girl said angrily.

"Since it's not a ghost, I feel relieved. "Chen Feng patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Feng suddenly remembered Yan Qingyu and some of the rumors he had told himself before, and then thought about the fight for the knife by those men in black. Suddenly, Surprised and shouted, "You, are you the weapon spirit of this sword?"

Yan Qingyu once said that some magic weapons, very, very powerful magic weapons and above, will produce Weapon spirits.

Weapon spirits are just like human souls. They are intelligent creatures, conscious and intelligent, and some are even as powerful as human beings.

Weapon spirits are powerful weapons. , the power is far greater than that without a weapon spirit.

However, it is very, very difficult to generate a weapon spirit from a magical weapon. Not only does it have to be at least as high as a treasure weapon, but it also has to have a weapon spirit. Only under certain special circumstances

Yan Qingyu once said that even with the size of the Qianyuan Sect, there was not a single magical weapon with a weapon spirit in the entire sect.

Chen Feng didn't expect that he could actually get one, how could he not be ecstatic

He shouted, "Yes, it must be, if you are not a weapon spirit, how can you drive the sword yourself?" What about that knife? Generally, magical weapons will exist for thousands of years. Doesn’t that mean that you are thousands of years old?"

"You are the spirit of the weapon."

" You are only a few thousand years old."

The weapon spirit shouted angrily.

"I am a human being, a serious person, and you are the weapon spirit, you big fool, stupid Head goose. ”

Obviously, Chen Feng’s words just now touched her heart for some reason, but this immature female voice was not very good at cursing, so she kept saying those few words over and over again. She scolded her a few times. , instead of being angry, Chen Feng found the voice very cute.

As she spoke, she suddenly burst into tears.

“I didn’t expect that I would win against Ziyue. What a proud girl, she has fallen to this point. Ah, if I had known it, I wouldn't have touched this broken knife even if I were beaten to death. My lord, my lord, where are you? Come and save me. I don’t want to be trapped in this knife."

"In here, I can’t eat delicious food, wear beautiful clothes, catch butterflies, and there is a shameless goose touching me.”

The cry was miserable, and those who heard it fell down. Tears.

Chen Feng broke into a cold sweat, "Hey, this, I didn't know you were in the knife before."

He was at a loss and said quickly, "Hey, don't cry, this , I didn’t do it on purpose before. "

Ying Ziyue didn't care, but still cried.

Chen Feng suddenly hugged her into his arms, and Qu Huachang was furious: "Let go, you stinky hooligan. , big fool. "

Chen Feng shouted in a low voice, "Don't move, someone is coming outside. ”

He faintly felt a strong aura passing over the canyon.

Ying Ziyue shivered and did not dare to cry anymore.

< p>A powerful aura kept approaching, and soon it came to the side of the canyon. Chen Feng felt that it was no more than a hundred meters away from him.

Chen Feng held his breath, suppressed the Gang Qi, and let the energy flow through his body. There was no breath at all, just like a dead object, a stone.

The huge breath gradually approached, and it was very familiar. It was Zhang De's breath, which seemed to be sharp. Stabbing people is like a sharp arrow.

What Chen Feng is most afraid of at the moment is the sound made by the little thing in his arms, but fortunately, although the long knife has been trembling, it is at least quiet.

The steps were light and heavy, far and near. Chen Feng could even picture this scene in his mind: "Zhang De was walking around at the top of the canyon, peeking around. ”

Finally, the footsteps gradually faded away, and the huge breath disappeared without a trace.

Ying Ziyue breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak when Chen Feng suddenly gave her another blow. Hold on.

“Ah, you bastard, let me go”

“Don’t move, Zhang De is very suspicious and will come back again. ”

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, a strong breath suddenly came again.

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