The Lord of the Crown Sword stretched out the palm of the dead tree, and his skin was as thin as paper. At this time, the Lord of the Crown Sword was so thin that he had lost his appearance.

But when his fingers touched the flowing liquid, something wonderful happened.

The liquid flowed and automatically poured into the palm of the Jackdaw Sword Lord's hand, and then spread forward. In the blink of an eye, a pale weapon appeared in front of him.

Like a sword but not a sword, like a sword but not a sword.

It is only two and a half fingers wide, long and sharp, and the whole is pale and straight, with a straight sword spine, but a slight curvature at the top.

At the top of the hilt is a three-legged black, with a sharp beak and a radiant light.

The Lord of the Crown Sword stretched out his other hand and slowly passed through the blade.

KAKAKAKA.

The palms rub against the blade as if they were sliding across a rock.

“Does it have a name?”

“That’s your right.”

Morita Daohiro bowed and replied.

"That's called Black Moon."

The Lord of the Crown Sword showed a smile on his face.

Then he held his palm tightly, and the black air on his body surged into the weapon in his hand at an extremely fast speed.

Slowly, the strength of the body passed, but the body of the Jackdaw Sword Lord became full.

The wrinkles on the skin disappeared and the muscles became full. Not long after, he changed his age just now, his eyes were sharp, his waist was straight, and he looked dozens of years younger!

“Not bad, not bad.”

"It's much stronger than the last experimental product. It has accommodated so much power but has no reaction."

The Lord of the Crown Sword showed a satisfied smile.

"Now the issue of conversion is left."

"There are also sword-holding people..."

Morita Morita added in a low voice.

"Have you found a suitable candidate yet?" Yata celebrity spoke.

"No."

"Other alternatives will seriously affect the performance of Lord Sword Master's strength."

“Isn’t Jianjiao the best candidate?”

The Yata celebrity asked.

"Yes, he is indeed." Morita Dohiro nodded.

"But he doesn't want to."

"The sword-holding man is not a puppet. If he is willing to cooperate, we will have much less trouble."

Morita Daohiro added.

"Then let him agree!"

The Yata celebrity sneered, "Leave this matter to me."

He nodded at the Lord of the Crown Sword, "Don't worry, my father, he will come here on his own initiative in not long."

"What are you going to do?" asked the Lord of the Crown Sword.

"Don't worry, I know the right way."

Yata celebrity looked at his father. One of his eyes was completely pale, and the color of the other eyes also changed, and was gradually changing to pale.

Before this, in non-combat situations, the eyes of Yata celebrity were just white and black, and at this time the change took place.

This means that his own power has also changed.

"Just you know."

The Lord of the Crown Sword looked at his son, "It seems you have made a choice."

Yata nodded, "It should have been like this long ago. Even if I am unwilling to give up, I can only face this reality. This is the ceiling of my strength."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Being able to enter the level of the Sword Lord is the limit of the Yata celebrity. He has been accumulating strength and hopes to improve it to a relatively high level after promotion.

But the battle with Roger hit Yata's celebrity, and he learned from his mistakes, and he had to take that step.

The thick soles left a deep footprint on the snow, and he rolled up the wind and snow toward the courtyard where Yata Jianjiao was located.

The snow was flying, and at some point the sky changed from the top of Hanchuan again. The snowflakes floated down like flying catkins. The gate of the courtyard was closed, and Yata Jianjiao sat in the hall of the outer corridor.

In front of him was an empty yard, which belonged to Yuki Nao, since he came down from Han River last time.

He has been living here for nearly two months, not going out or seeing anyone.

Jianjiao was wearing a black crow feathered dress, and his neck was surrounded by soft fox fur, and he was wearing it tightly.

There was also a brazier growing next to the low table sitting cross-legged.

But even so, Jianjiao's nose tip and fingers were slightly red.

All his strength was taken away, and now he only has physical fitness that is far beyond ordinary people.

But here is Hanchuan, the temperature is much lower than outside. With his current physical fitness, he also needs to keep warm here appropriately.

"Sir Jianjiao, what are you thinking?"

A woman wearing a snow-white robe with long hair scattered in long hair leaned over gently.

She pressed her on Jianjiao's shoulder and wrapped her arm around Jianjiao's arm.

"nothing."

"It's such a rare quietness." Jianjiao shook his head with a wry smile.

"I thought that only death would lead to such silence, but I didn't expect that I would face it when I was alive."

Yuki Nao said nothing, but just tightened his arms.

Although she is very selfish, deep down she longs for such a life, and even hopes for this forever.

Bang!

A majestic figure fell from the sky and hit the ground with a loud bang. The snowflakes around it splashed, and the snow was stained with soil.

Yin Jing was destroyed, Jianjiao frowned and stared at the celebrity who appeared in the courtyard.

"What are you doing here?"

He waved his hand and signaled Yuki Nao to retreat.

Yuki Nao said nothing, bowed to Yatae and greeted him, and then slowly retreated.

Yata's celebrity had a strange smile on her face and looked at Nao Yuki intently.

“Okay, very good.”

He said with some meaning.

The muscles on Yuki Nao's body suddenly tensed, and the Yata Maki's eyes fell on her, making her feel as if a sharp sword was pressed on it.

"Celebrity, what are you going to do?!"

Build the corners and raise the sound.

"nothing."

Yata celebrity withdrew his gaze.

"This woman is good."

“Very good, very good.”
Chapter completed!