"Who is that little girl?" Qing'er frowned. She had been following her master for so long, but she had never seen that dirty little girl. It was so strange!
Bai Wusha rarely takes his children with him, unless they are potential talents, and he wants to raise and train her to become a killer!
But, I won’t bring it with me, right?
This girl is definitely not simple!
"Where is the Xuanyuan Sword?" Guo Jing said suddenly, and everyone's eyes fell on Feng Hua! [
Fenghua held a dagger in his hand, his eyebrows were furrowed, his head was lowered, and he looked directly at the dagger in his hand.
"Gang leader, please speak quickly. Where is the Xuanyuan Sword? Haven't you found it yet?" Guo Jing thought to himself, but felt something was wrong. Didn't the guy just say that he would definitely come to seize the Xuanyuan Sword one day? That would prove that Xuanyuan Sword
The sword has been obtained by the gang leader, right?
He was really impatient and wanted to see the true face of that sword!
Qing'er glanced at Fenghua and found that there was a dagger in her hand. The dagger looked very old, but it gave her a very strange feeling, as if it contained some magical power.
She had been searching in the cave for a long time, but couldn't find anything, and then the cave rocked to the ground, and then she escaped.
She doesn't even know what happened to the young lady inside...
"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Qing'er also felt that something was wrong with her, and his eyes fell on the dagger in her hand.
Where did that old-looking dagger come from? Why hadn't she seen it before?
Just as Qing'er was wondering, Han Qingjue's voice sounded.
"Isn't this broken dagger the legendary Xuanyuan Sword!" Han Qingjue raised his lips.
"What?" Guo Jing was shocked and stared at the broken dagger, "Is this the Xuanyuan Sword? You are lying! How can the sword be so short? They say it is the Xuanyuan Sword! How can it be a dagger!"
He wouldn't believe it to his death, this piece of shit was Xuanyuan Sword!
"Just forget it if you don't believe it!" Han Qingjue curled her lips and said nothing.
"This is indeed the Xuanyuan Sword." Fenghua said calmly, her eyebrows furrowed. She couldn't figure out why it suddenly turned into a dagger when it was clearly a sword when she first pulled it out? It was still rusty!