Feng Xuan looked at Qing Ling and smiled, "I said, as long as I can do anything for little Qing Ling, I am willing."
"Thank you." Qingling couldn't sincerely express her gratitude to someone like Feng Xuan who helped her wholeheartedly, but she couldn't agree to what he wanted.
Feng Xuan changed his position, half lying on Qing Ling's small bed, holding his chin with one hand, while lazily continuing to communicate with Qing Ling, "After all, Xiao Qing Ling, how many secrets do you hide? If possible, I
I still hope you can be honest with me. After all, you already know my details, right? It’s unfair to leave me alone in the dark~~~"
Qing Ling was stunned and shook her head slightly, "I don't have any secrets. You think of me too complicatedly. From beginning to end, I just have more luck than others."
Seeing that Qing Ling didn't say anything, Feng Xuan stopped insisting, "Forget it, I'd better be patient and slowly discover the little secrets of your body. But... the dragon blood in Xiao Qing Ling should belong to the dragon royal family.
Essence and blood, I wonder if you can give me a drop."
Qing Ling raised her head fiercely. It turned out that Feng Xuan had known about the fact that he had the Dragon King's essence and blood for a long time, but he had to endure it until now before bringing it up to him. It took a lot of thought. Because if he had asked Qing Ling for the Dragon King before,
With his essence and blood, Qingling would definitely be more on guard against him, but not now.
"Although I don't know what you need blood essence for, since I have it, I won't be stingy in giving it to you." As she said that, Qingling took out a small bottle from her Qiankun ring, which contained twenty-one drops.
The essence and blood of the Dragon King are all valuable treasures that cannot be bought for a lot of money. Qing Ling took them out in such a grand manner because Qing Ling wanted to test Feng Xuan one last time to see if he would come to fight for them because of his greed for the treasure.
Opening the mouth of the bottle, Qing Ling tilted her wrist, and a drop of golden red blood essence dripped out of the jade bottle.
"for you."
Feng Xuan took it and held it under the blood essence with his palm. A drop of Dragon King's blood essence floated an inch above his palm.
Feng Xuan smiled and nodded to Qing Ling, "Can you take out your newly refined heavenly weapon and let me have a look?"
"You have discovered this!" Qing Ling really has a special regard for Feng Xuan, and nothing about her can be hidden from his eyes. Since he has discovered it, she might as well show it to him.
Thinking of this, a silver light suddenly flashed between Qingling's eyebrows, and a white long sword with a faint golden light appeared in her hand. It was about four feet long, longer than ordinary people's swords, but the sword body was very narrow.
It is very thin, and a slender blood groove in the middle of the sword body does not look eye-catching, but it cannot be ignored. The entire long sword is white, including the hilt, with dragon patterns faintly floating on the sword, and there is a hint of exquisiteness in it.
It is both simple and domineering, and people cannot take their eyes away from it since it appeared.
"What a beautiful sword." Feng Xuan sighed, and even couldn't help but stretched out his fingers to touch the sword. However, the sword shook strongly, as if it had encountered someone who frightened it, and it shook him away.
hand.
At the same time, Qing Ling received a message from the sword spirit in the Dragon Spirit Sword, "The man in front of me is so scary." The sword spirit felt the danger of Feng Xuan himself, so he felt
Fear. How terrifying would it be to be able to make the sword spirit of a high-grade heavenly weapon feel fear?
Feng Xuan smiled and took back his hand, "Xiao Qingling, your sword is quite interesting, but it has just reached the edge of a high-grade heavenly weapon." Feng Xuan just glanced at the sword, waiting to see through the sword's level.
, what a vicious vision, Qing Ling deeply admired him.
Feng Xuan's words did not end there. He turned over from the bed and sat up, straightened up and looked at Qing Ling seriously, "For the sake of our friends, I will help you and make your sword a real high-grade heavenly weapon."
Bar."
As he spoke, he grabbed the sword from Qing Ling's hand while Qing Ling was still stunned. Regardless of the vibration of the sword and struggling, he directly poured a drop of Dragon King's essence and blood into the long sword. Suddenly, the originally white sword
There was a layer of red light, and Feng Xuan's actions didn't stop there. He bit his finger at a blinding speed, and a drop of golden blood flew out of the fingertip, and was immediately penetrated by Feng Xuan.
Among the long swords.
For a moment, the long sword overflowed with light and continued to tremble more and more, but Feng Xuan held it tightly with both hands to prevent the long sword from vibrating too much.
"Little Qingling, stand far away." Feng Xuan looked away from the long sword, raised his head and smiled at Qingling, which immediately made Qingling's worries go away.
Move your steps, stand further away, and watch Feng Xuan's movements.
I saw Feng Xuan opening his mouth and spitting out a stream of golden flames at the long sword. The long sword immediately stopped trembling in it, and the light in it also disappeared in the baking of the golden flames.