Rebirth Of The Most Peerless Venerable

Ling Xiao spoke very seriously, with a very cold expression on his face, with a firm light shining in his eyes, and continued to say in a deep voice, "If someone hurts Brother Jun Lan, then Ling Xiao will definitely turn into a sharp sword and let the Those who hurt Brother Junlan will all pay the price."

Mo Junlan lowered his eyes, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes were deep, but his expression was unusually gentle, and he smiled lightly, "Xiao Xiaoer, no one can easily bully me now."

It's good that he doesn't bully others.

"But I still want to protect Brother Jun Lan..." Ling Xiao whispered.

"You have been protecting me, haven't you?" Mo Junlan smiled lightly, "Okay, there is no need to talk about such touching topics."

Ling Xiao smiled and said, "Brother Jun Lan, have you thought about where to sell spiritual weapons?"

"There are so many shops here, there will always be people who want to buy spirit artifacts." Mo Junlan smiled, "We can also look for them by the way."

Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao wandered the street for another half an hour. After asking more than a dozen shops in a row, they finally found two that bought spirit weapons.

Those spiritual weapons in the space were actually used by Mo Junlan, but since he got the Lingxiao Sword, he has not used those spiritual weapons again.

However, since it was a spiritual weapon that Mo Junlan had used before, the level and quality are naturally not low.

As for Ling Xiao, Mo Junlan's natal sword, his attitude towards those spiritual weapons is completely like treating a rival in love.

Especially after knowing that Mo Junlan planned to sell those spiritual weapons, Ling Xiao felt even more joyful, but he didn't show it.

But Mo Junlan could feel the joy in Lingxiao's heart, so he couldn't help but said a little puzzled, "Xiao'er, when I sold those spirit weapons just now, you seemed very happy."

Ling Xiao couldn't help blushing when he heard what Mo Junlan said, but he didn't want to deceive Mo Junlan, so he said honestly, "Brother Junlan, I'm happy because my rival in love is gone."

Mo Junlan was stunned immediately when he heard the words, and then said in surprise, "Where did you find your rival in love?"

"It's just... those spirit weapons you just sold." Ling Xiao lowered his eyes and said shyly, "After all, you have used them before, so I..."

"So you're jealous?" Mo Junlan raised his eyebrows.

"Brother Jun Lan, I can't help it..." Ling Xiao's voice became smaller and smaller.

"So you are fighting for favor now?" Mo Junlan chuckled.

Ling Xiao muttered, "Human beings can compete for favor, why can't I and those spiritual weapons?"

"You say it like this, but it makes me a half-hearted, bad man." Mo Junlan looked at Ling Xiao and said.

"Huh?" Ling Xiao frowned, raised his eyes to look at Mo Junlan, and said, "Brother Junlan, you are not a bad man, and those spirit weapons that are not worthy of you should be sold."

Mo Junlan, "..."

In this way, he seems to be getting worse, but the description is getting darker and darker.

Now he's more like... the bad master of the artifact.

"Brother Junlan, I am better than those rivals in love." Ling Xiao said to Mo Junlan very seriously.

The corner of Mo Junlan's mouth couldn't help twitching, and he said helplessly, "Well, you are so good, I only need you."

Hearing this, Ling Xiao immediately smiled happily.

Mo Junlan, "..."