"I also know something about you. It is your blessing to make such friends. Your queen and queen will be happy for you," said Qin Yuan'an.
He has been secretly paying attention to Ye Wuse's growth, and of course he also knows that he can't get this far thanks to Gu Fenghua and others today.
"These long swords are treasured by my Guanghua Royal Family throughout the ages. You can see if there is a suitable one and take them yourself." Before coming to the spiritual throne, Qin Yuan'an pointed to the long swords standing on both sides and said to Gu Fenghua and the others.
Gu Fenghua and his friends had long noticed these long swords. Before they could take a closer look, they were shocked when they looked at them carefully.
"Ming Cang Sword!"
"Tianchen Sword!"
Luo Enen and the fat white man each pulled out a long sword and exclaimed in surprise.
The two long swords in their hands are among the top ten famous swords in the Tianji Continent and have been lost for many years. They are no different from legends for most people in this world. Who would have thought that they would fall into the hands of the Guanghua royal family.
"You have good eyesight, just take it if you like it." Qin Yuan'an said lightly, obviously not taking this famous sword in his eyes.
"It's too precious, we can't want it." Although Luo Enen and Fatty White Man were moved, they still put the sword back.
"Please accept it. If you hadn't lived and died and worked together, Wuse wouldn't have had today's cultivation. And Wuse wants to take revenge, I believe you wouldn't stand by and watch. Most of you would have implicated you. Just two long swords will be together.
What's the point?" Qin Yuan'an picked up the long sword and handed it to the two of them, saying with a sincere look on his face.
Although the top ten famous swords are precious, in Qin Yuan'an's opinion, they are far less precious than the friendship between Ye Wuse, Gu Fenghua, Luo Enen and the fat white man. In the imperial family, he values this friendship even more.
And he could see that Ye Wuse was sympathetic to them. Ye Wuse wanted to take revenge with her own hands. They would definitely do their best to help them, but in fact they were also helping Ye Wuse.
This is not his philosophical act, but that's the case. Even if he wants to dissuade him, he can't dissuade him.
"Since that's the case, we will be disrespectful. Please rest assured that as long as we have a breath, no one can hurt Wuhuo." Hearing Qin Yuan'an's words so openly, Luo Enen and Bai Fatty no longer refuse.
Put away the sword generously.
"Wu Se, this long sword is the relics of your father, and is called the Queqing Sword." Qin Yuan'an took out another long sword and handed it to Ye Wu Se's hand.
Ye Wuse took the long sword with a serious expression, flicked his fingers lightly, and heard a clear sound of the sword sound, and a cold and ruthless feeling filled the entire secret room.
"Good sword!" Gu Fenghua couldn't help but exclaim.
Although the sword edge is only half an inch out of the sheath, just look at the simple but pure and flawless sword energy and feel the cold and ruthless sword intent, you will know that the quality of this love sword is definitely not in the Ming Cang Sword and the Tianchen Sword
Below, it may be because it is hidden in the palace that it is not known to outsiders.
"Miss Gu, why don't you choose? In addition to the Ming Cang Sword and the Tianchen Sword, there is also a Hongjun Sword here, which is also one of the top ten famous swords in the Tianji Continent." Seeing that Gu Fenghua did not take action, Qin Yuanan asked strangely.
"I don't need it anymore. I already have the right sword." Gu Fenghua said.
In the battle with Xiang Wushang, she finally knew how powerful this magic sword was, and how could she be attracted by the so-called top ten famous swords in the world.
Besides, even the top ten famous swords may not be able to withstand the power of the eight swords. Because of the gift of the sword, she has made Ran Hongxue sad several times, and she doesn't want Qin Yuanan to be as sad as he is.
Qin Yuanan looked at Gu Fenghua thoughtfully, nodded, and withdrew his sword.