"You are mine, how come you have nothing to do with me?" Shenyue Qianhe said angrily.
"I don't understand what you said, I don't know you." Long Qianyue glanced at her and took her sword away, "Please don't pester me, girl."
Shenyue Qianhe held the sword, looked at him again, and finally glared at Hua Xi with hatred: "You stinky girl, if you dare to ruin my good deeds, I won't let you go!"
Hua Xi didn't say anything, and the giant sword let out an angry roar, seeming to rush out.
Hua Xi raised his hand slightly to stop Juque, and then looked at Shenyue Qianhe with a faint smile.
"What right does a person who was eliminated during training have the right to be arrogant?" She sneered, looking slightly arrogant.
These words hit Shenyue Qianhe's weakness, making her almost jump out of anger, desperate to find Hua Xi.
Unfortunately, at this time, Wujiang, who had already obtained his summoning sword, also rushed here. Seeing the tense scene, he spoke gently:
"Now that we are in the Sword Tomb, let's turn our hostility into friendship and find a way out together."
"With her?" Shenyue Qianhe glanced at Hua Xi with contempt, "Forget it, how strong is she compared to us? I will not protect the weak!"
That time she was hit by the puppet spell in the forest, it was her mistake, but this kind of mistake doesn't happen every day!
"You don't need to come, I will protect her." Long Ganyue helped Hua Xi up and said calmly, turning his eyes to her and bending slightly.
Hua Xi also smiled, grabbed the huge giant sword, and said: "Why does Your Excellency Shenyue care so much about me? Whether I need someone to protect me or not is none of your business."
When Shenyue Qianhe saw how much Long Ganyue cared about her, she was already mad with jealousy, and even more angry when she heard her words!
"Okay! When the time comes, you won't ask me for help if you are in trouble!"
"You too." Hua Xi said lukewarmly.
"Two donors, stop arguing. It's better to leave the Sword Tomb now." Wujiang's pure voice sounded.
"Monk, where is your summoning sword?" Shenyue Qianhe asked.
"The sword is a sharp and evil thing. The young monk put it in the Wu Na Talisman." Wujiang said.
Hua Xi's eyebrows raised. Even the monk has a talisman?!
"What's the name of your sword?" Shenyue Qianhe asked again.
Wujiang said: "Cang Lian."
"The name of my sword is Hanguang." Shenyue Qianhe waved the sword in her hand, reflecting the light, and the sharp blade flashed past.
Wujiang looked at her sword, then looked at Long Ganyue's, and said lightly: "Shenyue Donor's Hanguang Sword, and Long Donor's Shadow Bearing Sword, I heard they were originally two swords."
"Really?" Shenyue Qianhe's beautiful eyes lit up, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared on her face. She looked at Long Qianyue seductively: "Seventh prince, you and I are a perfect match, and we are destined to be together. Already a couple."
Long Ganyue looked away, pretending not to hear her words, just lowered his head and looked at Hua Xi's wound, "Does it still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore. Your medicine is really useful." Hua Xi said. After applying it, it really didn't hurt anymore.
"That's good." After saying that, Long Ganyue looked up at the giant tower beside her and asked, "What's the name of your summoning sword?"
"His name is Juque." Hua Xi naturally ignored the rusty embroidered iron sword that no one noticed, and only said Juque.
The rusty sword drank her blood, completed the summoning contract, and became her true summoning sword.
