She had seen many moons and could not make a decision for a while.
After thinking about it for many years, she chose the sword as her natal weapon, but now, after seeing so many good things, she easily swayed.
So, which one should she choose?
Hu Qing has difficulty in making choices, which is situational. The more things she has, the less able she is to make decisions. The specific manifestations are: when she goes to a small store, she usually comes back with a full load, and when she goes to a large shopping mall, she often comes back empty-handed. The more products she chooses, the more she looks at them, and the more she feels unsatisfied.
Needed.
Hu Nuan seems to have inherited this.
She has always been given what she wants by her elders and companions, and she wants as much as they are given. When buying things, everyone buys them all when they like them. Suddenly she has to choose one thing from so many things——
"Excuse me - can I have them all?"
Making choices is really painful. I didn’t have this kind of worry when I was a child.
The Spirit of the Sword Tomb almost choked to death, you want them all? Okay, I'll give myself to you? Don't even think about it!
Even if there are big bosses that it can't afford to offend, it can't lose its principles.
The half-blooming flowers whirled: "No. You can only choose one."
Hu Nuan is not greedy. Since she has to choose, she will not let this great opportunity go in vain.
After looking at it for a long time, she hesitated: "Is there anything else?"
Just——I don’t particularly like it.
The moons surrounding her all fell down with a roar, and settled into a layer the size of stars at her feet. A group of small moons shining above flew over again.
Hu Nuan read them all one by one, but still felt that there was nothing he particularly liked, and asked if there were more.
In other words, the gold-swallowing beast gave her support, otherwise she would have been driven out. The spirit of the sword tomb patiently prepared batch after batch for her, waiting for her to choose.
If Hu Nuan is treated as a super VIP, the four people who came with her also received a VIP treatment because of her. There was no test, so they directly chose the baby. The four of them were also separated. Unlike Hu Nuan's moon guards, they
What I saw was a sparsely inserted lotus-like device in a wide strip of water that barely covered my feet.
Leng Ruoju took a drink of water and found that the water was condensed with spiritual power. He thought it was this spiritual water that nourished these peerless soldiers. He looked up and saw that the front was unclear and shady. How could he choose it directly like this?
She had never been here in her previous life, and her natal weapon was made by herself. This time, given this opportunity, she had to choose a better one than in her previous life. Then she discovered that it was not difficult to do this, because there was no difference in it.
of.
She chose the sword, and immediately looked at it carefully, first by looking at the edge of the sword, and secondly by feeling. It would be better if it could resonate with the soul.
Jin Xin, Xiao Yu and Lan Jiu also had similar thoughts.
After picking a few ghosts, they found that they seemed to have good luck. After picking and choosing, there was no impatience here. You know, many opportunities are time-limited, such as the Peach Immortal they met.
This Fuling Sword Tomb is generous and tolerant.
How could they imagine that they were just taking advantage of Hu Nuan, who was hesitant, and the spirit of Jianzhong was concentrating on dealing with her, and had no time to deal with others.
After a back-and-forth, Jin Xin and Xiao Yu were the first to choose their Intention Swords, but Lan Jiu refused to take action.
He wanted to find someone to pair up with Leng Ruo.
The usually cold and noble young master, taking advantage of no one to see him, knelt down in the water shamelessly and said, "Master Sword Spirit, please give me instructions. Whichever one my senior sister Leng Suo chooses, you will reward me with a pair. Otherwise, you
Give me a pair, the one used by the woman is better."
As the child grew up, he could no longer hide his evil intentions. Seeing that his friends all knew his intentions, but that good senior sister was determined to treat him as her junior brother, Lan Jiu decided not to wait any longer and to make it clear this time. Leng Ruo agreed that it would be best
, if she doesn’t agree, he will chase her to eternity.
Lan Jiu banged her head a few times to trap the senior sister, starting with her natal weapon.
It happened that the spirit of the Sword Tomb and other Hu Nuan were waiting for dry grass, and they were paying attention to the four who came with them. Seeing that the others were happily looking for the right ones, they complained about how the gap was so big when they were all from the same sect.
Then I saw Lan Jiu's sexy moves.
It didn't have the time to pair him up, so it simply showed kindness - before the kneeling Lan Jiu had time to blink, a person stood in front of her.
Leng Ruo looked at him strangely, and the attack in his hand dispersed: "Why did you suddenly run up to me - what are you kneeling for?"
Lan Jiu stood up calmly and patted the water on her knees: "I'm looking for good soldiers."
She looked at him coldly and laughed: "You must be spoiled for choice."
Lan Jiu looked at her smile, which was more beautiful than any flower in the world, and meant something: "There is no choice. If you find the one who matches your heart, you don't need to look at anything else."
Leng Ruo said, "I'm just spoiled for choice. I can look at any one."
Lan Jiu smiled: "Well, senior sister, choose carefully. Don't miss the really good ones."
The real good thing is right in front of you.
Leng Ruo: "Follow me and make a good choice. This Fuling Sword Tomb is really easy to talk to. I heard that some people hesitated before and were thrown out without getting anything. Let's not be too picky."
Lan Jiu thought in her heart, senior sister, you choose. Junior brother is not the best. In the end, you will find that it is best for you to kiss your junior brother.
Leng Ruo added: "I don't know how Xiao Nuan has chosen. Her temperament is that she only grows old but does not care. She talks about everything, but her eyes are uncertain and change her mind. I suspect she will be spoiled for choice.
"
Lan Jiu became sour: "Senior sister, she has so many people to worry about, why don't you think about me."
Leng Ruo said casually: "What do you think of a grown man?"
Lan Jiu: "."
He really wished he could dress up as a woman and become his senior sister's dear little junior sister.
Suddenly Leng Ruo grabbed his hand: "Look at that sword -" he said, pulling him and running over: "Do you think it suits you well?"
A sea-green long sword was inserted into the water, and a slight ripple of water rippled under the sword. Leng Ruo signaled Lan Jiu to be silent, and the two of them leaned close to the sword and listened: boom - boom - the sound of the waves was endless.
Leng Ruo was pleasantly surprised: "This sword has a spirit. What do you think?"
Lan Jiu's eyes stayed on the opposite side, and her attention was attracted by another sword more than ten steps away. She looked over inadvertently, and couldn't take her eyes away. A long and beautiful sword stood quietly in the water, making no sound.
And eye-catching. The water surface reflects a clear reflection, and the reflection is just laid out this way.
Lan Jiu looked at the reflection for a moment, and found that the reflection of the long sword here was actually facing that way. The two reflections complemented each other in the water.
He smiled suddenly, and it was even brighter than the light on the sword: "Senior sister, that sword suits you very well."
Jingnu Qishu.
Leng Ruo turned her back to that side and said, "Really?", while turning her head, a shadow of a sword was cast into her eyes and entered her heart. The spiritual energy in her dantian roared, and the breath of ice and snow swept towards her.
sword.
The long sword chirped happily, the blade jumped, and the little feet stepped under the water. Leng Ruo was sincerely happy, and walked over without obeying his feet, holding the hilt of the sword, and a surge of excitement rushed out of his chest.
Pulling out the sword and raising it up, the man and the sword combine to make a sound similar to the sound of a phoenix.
