Jiang Xun also saw another acquaintance, Wang Yuangong, the first outer disciple of Cangli Sect who was fascinated by Feng Lingxuan.

Wang Yuangong was also following people, but he was a woman or a big beauty.

She wore a purple glass long skirt, without makeup, like a lotus with clear water. Her tall figure is bulging in front and tilted in the back than the slightly green Feng Lingxuan.

Jiang Xun was fascinated by it and couldn't help asking, "Girl, who is that person?"

Seeing his lustful look, Feng Lingxuan immediately forgot about the abnormality of Jiang Xun and said angrily: "What are you doing? Sister Qingyu is the chief disciple of Cangli Sect. She is the same spiritual master realm as Li Tengkong. Just rely on you to refine your energy... Hey, liar, you are in the Xuan Master realm!"

"Qingyu, a good name, it sounds as nice as Jiang Xun, and it is much more elegant than Lingxuan. Are you right?"

Jiang Xun sniffed his mouth, not even noticed the burning anger in Feng Lingxuan's beautiful eyes.

"To you, a big-headed ghost," Feng Lingxuan said with a very angry face, and she said, "They are almost there. Didn't you say you are here to give gifts too? I want to see what treasures you, a liar, can give away?"

After saying that, Feng Lingxuan left Jiang Xun and ran over alone.

It can be seen that she and Feng Lingxue have a good relationship, and they stand together and whisper.

Jiang Xun carried the sword box on his back and shouted to get out of the way. He rushed into the crowd. He didn't know how many young ladies had hit the sword box more than one person, which immediately caused a lot of scolding.

"Prince Changling said he was inconvenient to his legs and feet, so he asked me to bring you a gift."

Jiang Xun looked at the cold woman in front of him who was covered with a green gauze, and a hint of love rose in his eyes, but he covered it up very well.

"Who is this guy? He can actually give gifts to Prince Changling."

Someone next to him exclaimed, as if in his opinion it was a very honorable thing to run errands for Prince Changling.

"You don't even know Jiang Xun, the former deposed prince? No, he can practice now."

Feng Lingxue moved slightly and said, "Thank you for me, Uncle Emperor. I like this gift very much... By the way, is he okay?"

"He, fortunately, can't die."

Jiang Xun smiled, his smile a little sad. He immediately changed his expression and returned to his uneven appearance. He untied the sword box and handed it to Feng Lingxue.

"Hait, I wonder what treasure Brother Jiang gave me?"

Li Tengkong stood up with a bad expression, thinking that the sword pills he had sent out of the Yuanzong realm before were only exchanged for Feng Lingxue's faint thank you. Who would have thought that Jiang Xun had broken several big holes and talked to Feng Lingxue for a long time after he broke the sword box of several big holes. Of course he couldn't stand it.

Everyone was also a little curious about what Jiang Xun had in the broken box, so they couldn't help but make a fuss next to them.

Feng Lingxue doesn't care about it, it's so cold and noble that it's discouraging.

On the contrary, Jiang Xun became angry and threw the sword box on the stone table with a snap, yelling with his neck: "What else can Prince Changling give? Isn't it just this sword box?"

After a pause, Jiang Xun said again with a look of a genius believing you: "Of course, I really can't stand it. I kindly helped him pretend to be a placard."

Li Tengkong did not expose Jiang Xun, but said, "Oh, please open it with Brother Jiang and let me see it."

"What are you doing? I want to see it. Unfortunately, I have something to do. If you want to see it, just look at the spirit... Princess Nine agrees."

As soon as Jiang Xun finished speaking, he ignored everyone's surprise gaze and squeezed into the crowd and ran away without a trace.

Everyone looked at each other, and had never seen such a shameless person. It must be that there was no good thing in the broken sword box. Jiang Xun didn't want to be embarrassed and ran away early.

"Nine Princess?"

"Open it, I also want to see the gift from the emperor."

Feng Lingxue interrupted Li Tengkong's words and said lightly.

Scream!

The sword box opened, and a stream of dust came out first, almost making Li Tengkong look dirty.

Seeing this, everyone was even more convinced that there was nothing good inside.

"So it's really a sword. It's a waste to have such a long box in it!"

"A waste of it, haven't you seen the sword emitting a faint purple glow? It must be a good magic weapon on the handle!"

"Stupid liar, big liar, I will never ignore you again!"

Feng Lingxuan couldn't help but curse quietly when she saw the sword. Fortunately, she had to ask for it and touch it. He was fine. Now he gave it to Sister Lingxue directly. No wonder this guy ran away.

Buzz!

The purple glow became even more intense, and suddenly there was a trembling sound. The purple green sword flew out of the sword box, floating in the air and rotating rapidly. When everyone was shocked, they shot straight towards Feng Lingxue.

"Nine Princess, be careful!"

Li Tengkong rushed forward, but unexpectedly, the Ziqing Sword passed by directly and flew to Feng Lingxue and stopped.

"Don't worry."

Feng Lingxue raised her hand and signaled everyone not to panic. She did not feel hostility from Bing Baojian, but instead felt a sense of intimacy that fate was connected.

Feng Lingxue reached forward, and the Ziqing Sword seemed to feel the summoning, and took the initiative to fly into Feng Lingxue's hand, trembling and restrained all the light.

"Congratulations to the Ninth Princess for obtaining this spiritual treasure to recognize the master."

Mu Qingyu smiled faintly, not knowing whether it was she who saw it herself or Wang Yuangong told her.

"Damn it, it's actually a spiritual treasure. Jiang Xun is such a big deal!"

"You are stupid. It was obviously given by Prince Changling, so what's the matter with him Jiang Xun!"

Holding the Ziqing Sword in hand, Feng Lingxue felt a sense of spiritual communication.

She vaguely remembered that when she was young, her mother told her that although the Ziqing Sword was an innate spiritual treasure, it was not known for killing and attacking. The most special thing about it was that only two people could pull it out of the scabbard in every life.

One is the mistress of the sword, and the other is the mistress's lover.

No one knows the truth or falsehood of this statement, but taking a sword to find the person who draws the sword has become a curse that sword masters cannot control in all dynasties.

Can't you escape this curse?

In the Changling Prince's Mansion, Prince Changling stood alone in front of the wooden window, looking at the towering Dafeng Palace, with a little lonely expression.

"You have to look for a sword all your life, but I dare not draw the sword all your life. You are more stubborn than me."

Prince Changling smiled softly, as if he saw the sentimental woman again.

That night, Prince Changling stayed on the railing and did not sleep.

"Young master, it's not good. Someone came to you to cause trouble.

As soon as dawn the next day, Jiang Xun had not finished practicing the sword, he heard Uncle Fu shouting like a chicken killing.

"Uncle Fu, why are you yelling around? I haven't provoked anyone recently."

Jiang Xun was puzzled and walked to the door to see that the visitor was Shi Qingyun and Wang Yuangong.

"Brother Jiang, long time no see."

Jiang Xun couldn't help but feel speechless when he looked at the two of them. Didn't he see this before yesterday?

"So it's the young master's friend. The old man didn't think about this in the past at all."

Jiang Xun completely ignored Uncle Fu's words of beating, let go and invite the two of them in.
Chapter completed!