Damn it, she shouldn't have been careless and let the other party take advantage of her!
There were slight footsteps behind her, and Fenghua narrowed her eyes. She already guessed who it was without looking back.
"Life or death is a matter of destiny. There is no need to be too sad." Mo Siyu stood beside her and said softly.
Fenghua didn't speak, but stared straight ahead. His cold eyes showed no emotion. He seemed to have deliberately hidden all the emotions in his heart so that no one could see through them.
"You are the greatest luck among misfortunes that you can come out of Mount Emei safely!" She said lightly, then turned around and asked: "You didn't enter the cave?"
Fenghua fell silent, lowered his head subconsciously, looked at the dagger at his waist, and frowned.
Mo Siyu followed her gaze and found that she was wearing an old dagger on her waist.
Suddenly, a complicated light flashed in his eyes.
Although this dagger looked very worn, it had an indescribable aura. She could feel that this dagger had a soul!
Definitely not an ordinary thing!
"Where did this thing come from?" Mo Siyu frowned.
Fenghua came back to his senses, glanced at her, and said calmly: "I found it in the cave. It should be the legendary Xuanyuan Sword, but I don't know why, but it turned out like this after I got it."
She was shocked, my God, this young man actually got the Xuanyuan Sword?
How is this possible?
Mo Siyu tried to stay calm, "Can you show me?"
Fenghua took off the dagger from his waist and handed it to her.
Mo Siyu stroked the dagger with his trembling hand. He closed his eyes and used his heart, and he could feel the soul in the dagger trembling. A powerful force was so surging...
She opened her eyes suddenly, and sure enough - it was Xuanyuan Sword!
"You actually got this sword..." A trace of surprise flashed through her eyes.
Fenghua looked at her, not too surprised, but sighed softly, "A broken sword like this cost me the life of a friend. I feel - did I do something wrong?"
She shouldn't have brought them here in the first place!
If he had listened to Han Qingjue at that time and got rid of them, no one would have been hurt, and Yelujun would not be like this now.
Regret now, it's too late.
"Do you really think it's a broken sword?" Mo Siyu seemed to know something and shook his head ridiculously.
Fenghua stared at her face, "What do you know?"
"It is a sealed sword!" She looked at her steadily, "This sword is indeed cursed. If you use it to do bad things, you will get bad luck..."
"What do you mean?" Fenghua frowned. This woman is indeed no ordinary person. She must know more than this little!
"It is a sword with a soul. Anyone who can get it must have a strong willpower and be able to conquer it! At the same time, you must have a kind heart! You can get it, which proves that you are kind at heart!
People with evil intentions will definitely not get this sword, and even if they get it, they will not end well! If you go the wrong way in the future and use it to do bad things, then you will be cursed..."
"A sword with a soul?" Fenghua frowned and looked at the worn-out dagger.
It’s unbelievable that such a broken sword still has a soul?