Among the pile of swords, Long Ganyue walked up with difficulty, his body covered with colorful paint, and his stunning face also had a few scars.
The white clothes were stained with blood and mud.
He looked at her and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he arrived in time. If he had been half a step slower, she might have...
Thinking of this possibility, Long Ganyue suddenly ignored the injuries on his body, walked over quickly, and hugged Hua Xi into his arms.
Hua Xi was stunned for a moment, but finally did not push her away, but quietly leaned on his shoulder.
Neither of them spoke. At this moment of life and death, no words could compare to this hug.
The sword spirits around them were suspended, watching them with eager eyes.
Long Ganyue said slowly: "I have found my sword and successfully recognized its owner. From now on, I will protect you until you also find your sword."
Hua Xi nodded. She couldn't say no.
She is not a stubborn person who likes to show off her strength. The danger in the Sword Tomb is better than any other place.
As for her sword, she still has no clue.
Wujiang and Shenyue Qianhe seemed to have a direction and were not as confused as she was.
"Hahaha, I found it!" Shenyue Qianzhe's laughter seemed so high-profile even amidst the lamentations of countless sword spirits.
Wujiang turned around from the side of Jian Mountain, his steps couldn't help but pause. His body was covered with a golden Buddha body, and he didn't suffer many injuries.
He raised his head and saw Hua Xi hugging Long Qianyue. He was startled for a moment, then clasped his hands together and said calmly: "Go find your sword quickly. If you are the only one left in the end, you will be besieged by all the sword spirits." .”
After saying that, he didn't look much or stop, but quickly jumped down the sword mountain in one direction.
Hua Xi left Long Ganyue's arms, brushed the stray hair around her ears, and said, "Let's go too."
"Okay." Long Ganyue grabbed her hand, held his sword in the other, and walked down the sword mountain with her.
Hua Xi lowered his head and glanced at his sword, and couldn't help but be surprised. He could only see that he was holding the hilt of the sword, but the sword body could not be seen. Only some dim light shone on the ground, intertwined with the darkness, and he could vaguely see a shadow projected on the ground. Elegant and delicate sword shadow.
"Your sword..." Hua Xi couldn't help but marvel.
"His name is Chengying." Long Ganyue raised the Chengying Sword and showed it to her.
The hilt of the sword was twenty centimeters long and was very beautifully made, with graceful and smooth lines, as if it was born with aristocratic blood.
There is a line of small words carved on the side of the sword hilt: The dragon separates and bears the shadow, and the wild goose falls and forgets to return.
"Such an elegant sword, it just suits you." Hua Xi said sincerely.
What kind of person deserves what kind of sword? It is indeed true.
I don't know what her sword will look like.
Long Ganyue lowered his head and smiled. Suddenly, countless swords on the sword mountain began to roll down.
Hua Xi looked back and felt a headache instantly. The huge knife had followed him again!
It was so haunting that she almost suspected that this thing was her summoning sword!
Otherwise, why would you keep following her?
As soon as Jianshan was stirred by his huge body, it began to topple over.
Hua Xi and Long Ganyue were on unstable footing, and they both stepped on sharp weapons. If they were not careful, they would be scratched.
During the attack, Long Ganyue could only turn around and use the Shadow Sword to block the sword and the incoming waves, and said to Hua Xi: "Get off quickly!"
Hua Xi nodded and slid down the sword mountain. A deep cut was made on her arm, which made her grimace in pain.