Xu Qingmu had already stood up. Xu Qingmu, who was a head taller than the little sword spirit, looked forward through the top of her head. The middle-aged man with some feminine beauty was holding the corpse cat and was looking at Xu Qingmu.
"I really can't imagine that such a generation of high-level sword spirits who are not convinced by anyone would accept a mortal as their master?" The young man put down the cat in his arms. The cat, which was a bit fierce at the beginning, now seemed extremely docile and clung to the young man's feet.
After rubbing it, he called out softly. The smile on the middle-aged man's face became more obvious: "No, no, no, not to mention Jun Luo will be unhappy, even the little girl in green clothes opposite can do it."
You skin it and enter reincarnation." The young man knelt down and patted the corpse cat's head gently, as if he was doting on it. The corpse cat's eyes became even redder, and it meowed softly twice, as if it was complaining and dissatisfied.
"Okay, okay, it's nothing if you lose a little bit. It's not that I, the master, won't help you. With the sword spirit here, it's useless no matter how many zombies are summoned from the spirit."
The corpse cat meowed again and silently retreated behind the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man stood up, the smile on his face not diminishing at all: "It is said that Shuirou Sword Emperor has unique vision, and the person who chooses the successor is at least the one who follows him closely.
A person with the appearance of the Five Emperors. In this case, I am a little curious. Did the empress make a mistake this time?"
The sword spirit did not speak. The water-soft sword in his hand rang softly, seeming a little dissatisfied.
Xu Qingmu was a little speechless, looking down on himself so much? Thinking about it carefully, although his talent was not good when he was young, he made real progress in the later period. Not to mention that it only took five or six years to reach the peak of the Twelve Realms, and he was a dragon.
Qi replaces spiritual energy and rebuilds the Dengxian Bridge. How many people in this world can do it?
As he thought in his heart, he felt a little dissatisfied and curled his lips like a child.
As if he saw what Xu Qingmu was thinking, the middle-aged man laughed: "Not convinced?"
How can I be convinced? Just when Xu Qingmu was about to speak, the little girl Sword Spirit turned back: "What he said is absolutely true. Compared with him, you are indeed not good enough."
The middle-aged man was already less than ten feet away from the two of them. Looking at the somewhat guarded sword spirit, the middle-aged man stopped with self-knowledge and clasped his hands behind his back: "The last time someone praised me like this, it was thousands of dollars."
Years ago? It has been so long that I have forgotten who I am..." The middle-aged man's voice gradually became quieter, but soon he raised his head again and looked at Xu Qingmu and said
: "Do you feel that your body is full of dragon energy, and if you repair the Dengxian Bridge, you will be very powerful?"
Xu Qingmu was shocked, how did he know?
The man opposite seemed to be lost in the sadness of memories, and after a long while he continued to speak: "The Dengxian Bridge, which is refined with the five elements in the boundary space, is indeed of the highest quality. But in front of me, it still doesn't seem to be enough.
"
After saying that, the man raised his hand slightly, extended his index finger, and pointed at Xu Qingmu: "Broken!"
The voice was extremely soft, but in the next second, Xu Qingmu felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. A very small white halo came from the opposite side, very fast, and it broke between Xu Qingmu's eyebrows in an instant. Before Xu Qingmu could make any move,
That extremely small halo of light sank directly into Xu Qingmu's body.
"Dragon Qi!?"
Xu Qingmu's face was full of shock. The seemingly ordinary middle-aged man opposite him actually used dragon energy instead of spiritual energy just like him!