The long sword felt particularly restless in his hand.

Generally, spiritual weapons will automatically choose their owner, but this sword, she thought, was not the queen's weapon and could only be regarded as a collection. And it accidentally sucked her blood, although it would not attack again.

itself, but obviously it is not willing to recognize Yi Xiaorou as its master.

Yi Xiaorou is also very helpless. She has always only had weapons that she can use easily, but the previous weapons have no spirituality, so naturally she has no idea. However, Yi Xiaorou does not like to give away her things to others. Since it is so disrespectful,

If you recognize your master by chance, then you can only recognize her as your master!

She raised the sword in front of her and warned fiercely, "Be calm!"

The long sword in his hand flashed with blue light, obviously trying to break free from Yi Xiaorou's restraints.

"Oh, you and I are in the same boat now," Yi Xiaorou poured spiritual power into the sword, firstly to intimidate, and secondly... She raised the long sword that finally calmed down, and the blue and purple spiritual energy

The power seemed to flow through the sword body like life. She knocked down the weapons that were already coming towards her. She almost wrapped her whole body's spiritual power in the sword body to give these spiritual weapons a little deterrence and take advantage of them to be knocked down.

When she hit the ground, Yi Xiaorou dropped her long sword and went straight to the jade flute hiding behind the weapon, grabbed it, bit off her fingertips while it struggled to escape, and dripped blood on the flute. For a moment, purple light burst out,

A six-pointed star formation appeared under Yi Xiaorou's feet. The flute struggled for a while, but stopped struggling.

Yi Xiaorou picked up the flute and put it to her lips. The distant and crisp sound of the flute resounded throughout the world. The long-stopped flute sound suddenly reappeared. The weapons that had fallen to the ground began to float in the air again, including those thrown by Yi Xiaorou.

The long sword in the ground was originally together with the weapons. After a while, it silently floated behind Yi Xiaorou.

The sound of the piano is mournful and graceful, like the loneliness of being surrounded by no rivals in the breeze on a high mountain, while the sound of the flute is particularly loud, reflecting the radical ambition of a young man.

The next moment, the sound of the piano suddenly changed, and the anger and sorrow after being deceived and betrayed flashed through Yi Xiaorou's mind, the way Nalan Mufeng looked at her at that time, as if all the answers were already in those eyes.

"Have you ever been in love?" In fact, it was not just the loser in the game between them who wanted to ask, but also Yi Xiaorou, who was deceived by sweet lies.

"Are you worthy?" He didn't answer like this, but his eyes already gave the answer.

She...as a lowly heretic with impure blood, is indeed not worthy of a noble Demon Lord like him!

She just doesn't like it if she doesn't like it, but she still lies to her that she likes her. She hates deception the most, but Nalan Mufeng cheats. She hates betrayal the most, and Nalan Mufeng can betray her to the fullest, stepping on her bottom line at all times!

Doesn’t she hate it? She hates it too!

But all this is ultimately due to her weakness, which is why she was manipulated like this.

She closed her eyes, and a feeling of depression in her chest came out through the sound of the flute.

In this life, no matter who I trust, I will never trust Nalan Mufeng.

She wants no racial boundaries, no discrimination, no bullying, and wants all the injustices she has suffered to disappear. And the efforts she has made are just for the fairness she pursues.

When the song ended, the sound of the piano stopped at some point, and the weapons returned to their original positions. The sword behind her was floating obediently behind her, and the flute in her hand was also peaceful.

The piano on the side hall was faintly shining. Yi Xiaorou only felt a strong force coming from behind, and she fell to the ground. Then there was movement underground. Yi Xiaorou subconsciously looked at the vine that had just shrunk.

As expected, the head popped up again. Just when Yi Xiaorou felt a sense of restraint on her ankles, she was about to pick up the sword, but the sword turned into a soft sword and wrapped around Yi Xiaorou several times, binding her tightly.

After moving, Yi Xiaorou only felt herself being dragged backwards. The originally hard ground suddenly became like a quagmire. Yi Xiaorou watched herself being dragged into the mud section by section.

Until he finally lost consciousness completely.

When he woke up again, he was in a cave that was more ordinary than the side hall. It looked like an ordinary cave. The long sword on his body had long been loosened. Yi Xiaorou stood up and took a look. It should have been dug in the queen's tomb.

Then, she got up and walked forward without even wanting to carry the sword. The wall along the way was extremely hard. Yi Xiaorou thought that the place where the vines appeared should be the center of the formation, and she fell into it...
Chapter completed!