The moonlight is faint, hidden in the dark night.

She stood up, not even wearing shoes, and ran out barefoot with her skirt embroidered with intricate patterns.

The feet as white as jade stepped on the jet-black jade, and there were bursts of coolness.

But what made Fan Yin feel cool was not the cold jade, but the scene in front of him.

Beyond the screen, in the huge palace, there are two rows of weapons hanging magnificently. Even though Fan Yin's spiritual power was low, the suffocating aura and killing intent coming from these weapons shocked her.

Although she grew up in a barren land, the name of the Nine Que God of War has long spread throughout the six realms.

It is rumored that the God of War in the Nine Que is the God of Killing in the Immortal Realm, and likes to kill and go bloody. In the past few hundred years, in order to pacify Nantian, he has fought many times, and countless monsters and soldiers have died under his sword. He is cold-blooded and ruthless, arrogant and surly, neither loves beauty nor power, but has an appalling hobby. Even if he likes to collect divine weapons from the Six Realms, he also needs the weapons of those who died under his sword. He will turn these dead souls into sword spirits or sword spirits for him to enjoy.

Although Fan Yin's spiritual power is low, she has been able to understand the spirit of all things since she was a child.

The rumors are true, these swords have sword spirits.

Seeing her holding up her skirt, the weapons in the quiet room were about to move, and they made a slight sound of sharp weapons coming out.

It seemed like there were countless sleeping people, sticking out their heads, and then countless whispering voices came from the hall.

A male voice was curious: "This female fairy, who is the old man from Nantian?"

A voice was a little old: "Jiu Que is brutally murdered, why did Nantian send him a fairy?"

Another voice is arrogant: "Are you blind? Is she the one sent by Nantian Laoer? The one sent by Nantian Laoer is not so beautiful."

"Looks like you know why? Why don't you tell me, the fairy who first entered the palace Nantian Laoer's marriage is too noisy, Yingying Yanyan is annoying, I After holding my breath for several days, I don't know what happened in the temple."

Fan Yin's footsteps were stiff, she couldn't see these sword spirits, but what they said was clear to her ears.

"The girl who first entered the hall was invited out by the boy in Xianting."

"This fairy was kidnapped!"

Send people in under the circumstances?"

"Isn't it the one from Nantian Temple?"

Jiuque walked out of the Shuanghua Palace, the cold wind blowing the red robe made a hunting sound. He crossed the promenade, and the Shuanghua Palace was shrouded in a layer of moonlight, exuding a lingering light.

Shuanghua Palace has no heavenly servants and no palace servants. Jiuque didn't like outsiders, except for the ancient divine beast under the seat of Jiuque and the attendant Xianting who followed him in battle, the huge palace was silent.

Not far away, Xianting stood quietly in a black robe, and when he saw Jiuque coming out, he respectfully saluted to Jiuque.

Jiuque knew that Xianting would not stay in the Shuanghua Palace for a long time, a pair of black pool eyes looked over, and said lightly: "What's the matter?"

The court paused for a while, then glanced at the palace, with his spiritual power, he finally sensed the people in the palace. He lowered his head and said with a blank expression: "The fairy goddess Nan Tianjun gave his master to marry refuses to move out of Shuanghua Palace."

Thinking about Jiuque's victory and about to return to the palace, Xianting knew that Jiuque would be angry when she saw this female fairy, so he drove the person out.

Who knows, on that day.

"This female fairy was removed from the fairy bones on the way back to the Nantian Temple, and the fairy qi dissipated and died."

Jiuque's eyes narrowed slightly, the brilliance in his eyes was like fire, he snorted coldly, his voice was a little lazy, "Kill a female fairy and want to put me in Nantian Palace? This Nantian old man You underestimate me too much."

Don't say that people were not homicides, even if they were homicides, who can help him?

Xianting was silent for a while.

Jiuque is said to be the **** of war proclaimed by Nantian Palace, but he rarely steps into Nantian Palace. In the beginning, every time he went to Nantian Temple, he liked to fight with people. He used to be unruly, arrogant and arrogant. If someone looked at him or a word made him unhappy, he would act directly.

Therefore, the group of immortals in Nantian Palace panicked when they saw that he was covered in blood.

Recently, the Southern Heaven Immortal Lord Zixing is weak, or the immortal will fall. Jiuque was ordered to go to Nantian Temple to obey, but Jiuque did not go.

The reason why he guards the southern sky is because it is where he grew up.

"Is there anything else to say?" Jiuque's long and narrow black eyes glanced at Xianting.

Xianting said: "Nantian Immortal Lord recalled the little Emperor Ji who was far away in the wild not long ago, and even sent a lot of immortal soldiers to **** him."

But the cloud chariot carrying Xiao Diji was carried into Nantian Palace.

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No one would have thought that Xiao Diji disappeared under the nose.

At this point, the Nantian Immortal Lord was furious, and the Nantian Palace was completely in chaos.

When Jiu Que heard this, she raised her eyebrows and showed a meaningful smile.

He remembered that under the veil of red shark gauze, a soft person was sitting inside, she was wearing a bright red wedding dress, a pair of clear eyes with water mist, pear flowers with rain looking at him.

It's her.

It is rumored that the spiritual power is low, and she was abandoned at birth.

The corners of Jiu Que's mouth curled into a casual smile.

"That's interesting."

"Today I should discuss swordsmanship with Fairy Fanyin."

In the Shuanghua Palace, Fan Yin sat in the center of the hall, closed his eyes and communicated with these sword spirits.

Xu has never seen a female fairy with such a low spiritual power but can understand the words of the sword spirit, and the sword spirits in the hall were excited. The Shuanghua Palace, which has been lonely for hundreds of years, is very lively at the moment.

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A blue light flashed like a shooting star, as if to show off the power of this sword. The sword body was unsheathed, and the bright shadow sword, which was full of blue light, lifted several swords on the wall with one sword, and the saber that was lifted for no reason fell to the ground like scrap iron, silent, even resisting. dare not.

The sword spirit of Mingyingjian laughed wildly, "Little girl, what do you think of this sword? Heaven and earth, this sword is a precious sword that is hard to find in thousands of years!"

All the sword spirits burst into laughter, "Who doesn't know there is a heavenly sword in the hall? Who dares to fight with it?"

Fan Yin’s brows and eyes are naive, although she is difficult to practice, she is born with a sword heart and loves swords very much. , where is the sword you speak of?"

"This sword is very proud, it will not appear and will not meet people."

"Yes, yes, it only likes Jiuque."

"It's a pity that Jiu Que already has a personal sword. It doesn't look down on it, and it doesn't look down on others."

Fan Yin only saw a dazzling white light flashing in front of her eyes like thunder, and then a black sword body hung in the air, reflected in her stunning eyes.

This sword is about three feet in length. It is completely black. The sword is engraved with strange runes. The surging spiritual energy around the black sword was entangled, and the light was so bright that it almost made people unable to open their eyes.

The Brahma chanted and calmed down, looking over,

I saw two large characters engraved on the blade.

Tian Ming.

The sword spirits were shocked, "Tianming let you hold it! It wants to choose you as the master!"

"It won't be irritated, will it?!"

and return.

In the end, Jiu Que took the shot and brought it back to the Shuanghua Palace, and Tian Mingcai did not make trouble again.

Fan Yin felt that the sword was extremely kind to her, and it kept urging Fan Yin to hold it. Fan Yin smiled and rolled his eyes, watching the sword fly around her, and said softly, "Do you want me to take you away?"

She shook her head, with a helpless smile at the corner of her mouth, "I'm not good enough to match you."

Fan Yinshui's eyes glittered with starlight, and his voice was soft, "Then I'll see if I can control you."

She was born with swordsman, but unfortunately her cultivation is low.

But that doesn't stop her from worshipping the sword and having a fiery heart.

Fan Yin stretched out her slender and white hand, the hilt of the Tianming sword was facing her, she put her palm on it, and held the Tianming sword without hesitation.

In an instant, the Tianming Sword emits a brilliant sword light, illuminating the entire hall! Tian Ming whimpered and trembled, as if he was jumping excitedly from the depths of his soul!

But Fan Yin felt extremely uncomfortable, and her face gradually paled. The power of this sword is too huge, the spiritual power is surging, let alone control, just holding it like this, she felt that her heart was trembling, and she was almost going to be broken by this spiritual power.

She wanted to let go, but the Heavenly Underworld Sword swept up from mid-air and led her towards the outside of the hall!

The heavy hall door opened silently, a blood-red robe swept across the door, and the Tianming Sword was as imposing as a rainbow, and the sharp end of the sword pointed straight at the unruly eyebrows of the visitor.

Fan Yin's vision was a little hazy, and he saw a handsome and indifferent face appear in front of him, and the long black hair of the visitor was flying in the air. Hold on to the sharp end of the sword.

The person here is Jiuque.

The Lord of the Shuanghua Palace, the God of War in the Nantian Palace.

Fan Yin had reached the extreme, with a painful expression on his face, his mind was unstable, and his face was dead white.

Just when she thought she might be killed by the sword.

I saw a red figure drifting past, his hot palm brushed Fan Yin's cold fingers, and with his backhand he snatched the Tianming Sword from her hands effortlessly. With a wave of his hand, the sword body shook into the hall! There was a loud "bang", and the sand and stones flew away in the palace, and the dust danced wildly.

Fan Yin fell backwards, Jiu Que stood lazily on the spot, and a light of aura was thrown at him, and Fan Yin was lifted up by a gentle wind.

Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, a shadow covered her face.

It was Jiu Que who walked in front of her. His figure was tall and slender, and his pressure was extremely deep. At this moment, the pair of black eyes on the handsome face looked at Fan Yin coldly, and said lightly: "Little Mute, do you want the Tianming Sword?"

Fan Yin looked at the extremely beautiful man's face in front of him, remembered the legends about his murder, and was a little scared in his heart, so he pursed his lips and did not speak.

Jiu Que clicked her tongue impatiently and began to frighten her, "Tell the truth, or I will kill you."

In Jiuque's cold eyes, she hesitantly nodded slightly.

I saw Jiu Que raise her eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth curled into a meaningful smile.

He said coldly, "Think beautifully."

Fan Yin looked at him blankly, seeing his black eyes with a smile, his tone was lazy and naughty.

“If you want to get the Heavenly Underworld Sword, unless—

He lengthened, "You can get me."

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