Quick Wear: Love still depends on two love brains

The Sword Immortal's Tomb is shrouded in a layer of hazy fog all year round, emitting a creepy and eerie aura.

The branches of the surrounding trees were twisted and intertwined, with their fangs and claws bared.

Quan Jiuxi waved his sleeves lightly and performed a sophisticated magic, and the tightly closed door of the hall slowly opened.

In an instant, tens of thousands of swords came into their sight.

The owner of each sword is a sword cultivator. When they achieve enlightenment or die, they leave the swords they carry throughout their lives and their insights here, waiting to be passed on to the right person.

Quan Jiuxi was fully focused on breaking the barrier, however, she was still keenly aware of Chi Xuanye's soul fluctuations that were so subtle that they were almost imperceptible.

However, she ignored it and remained calm, "Let's go, you can go in now."

Chi Xuanye raised his eyes and looked at the densely packed swords in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly.

As soon as the two stepped in, the sound of howling wind blew in their faces, and the gloomy atmosphere became more and more intense, as if there were countless pairs of eyes hidden in the darkness around them, staring at them closely, spying on their every move.

The surrounding area was filled with sword energy, as dense as substance. It seemed that if they dared to take even a small step forward, they would immediately be attacked fiercely.

"Master, I'm a little scared." Chi Xuanye's voice came slowly from behind Quan Jiuxi.

"Don't worry, go find your own sword." Quan Jiuxi looked at him meaningfully, then decisively took out the original owner's sword and flew forward lightly.

In an instant, countless swords attacked her like a torrential rain.

Quan Jiuxi's eyes were stern as she moved through the rain of swords. She swung the sword with impenetrable force, each swing accompanied by a sharp sound of wind and a dazzling sword light.

She turned her wrist, and the sword was as powerful as a rainbow, instantly knocking away several oncoming swords.

Then, she tapped the ground with her toes and leaped into the air. Her sword moved with her body, forming a dazzling sword circle that repelled the surrounding swords.

Quan Jiuxi's movements are smooth and flowing, his body movements are graceful yet full of ruthlessness.

Chi Xuanye looked at Quan Jiuxi who was facing countless swords alone. If he took action at this time, it might be the best time to kill her.

Over the years, every night, he would use little Chi Xuanye's body to practice the demonic techniques.

Taking advantage of her being off guard at this moment, there is still a possibility of success.

He closed his eyes slightly, and the image of her indifferent and onlooker expression in his previous life and the resolute scene of her ruthlessly expelling him from the sect emerged in his mind.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked again at Quan Jiuxi, whose clothes were fluttering in the rain of swords without any mess.

Well, I'm afraid I'm not her match right now.

Moreover, Baichuan and Gong Miaoyin were still alive. Putting her last for now would be considered a fulfillment of the master-disciple relationship of these two lifetimes.

After Chi Xuanye thought it over, his eyes fell directly on the sword in front of him.

The sword was pitch black and looked ordinary in appearance, but he inexplicably felt a strong feeling in his heart that this was the sword that belonged to him.

Just as Chi Xuanye was about to pull it out, a figure suddenly emerged from the sword.

This is actually... the sword spirit!

Only a divine sword can give birth to a sword spirit!

After the sword spirit appeared, without any words, it attacked Chi Xuanye fiercely. The strong murderous intent was like substance, spreading instantly.

Chi Xuan Ye hurriedly used his spiritual power to resist, but if Chi Xuan Ye did not use his demonic energy, he would be no match for the sword spirit.

His face also turned pale, and his body gradually looked a little embarrassed and exhausted under the fierce attack of the sword spirit.

But Chi Xuanye did not retreat at all, and rushed forward even more bravely.

The sword spirit showed no mercy, and Chi Xuanye's eyes were filled with determination, bursting out with a murderous intent even more fierce than the sword spirit's.

The two powerful spiritual powers collided with each other. For a moment, light burst out and the surrounding air seemed to be torn apart.

The sword spirit's figure flickered and finally disappeared back into the sword.

Chi Xuanye was blown away like a kite with a broken string, but fell into a warm and soft embrace.

Quan Jiuxi frowned and quickly checked his injuries.

Chi Xuanye's face was as pale as paper. In addition to serious internal injuries, both legs were broken and there were many shocking external injuries on his body.

A gentle healing light lit up, and Chi Xuanye's injuries were almost healed.

"Can you still walk?" Quan Jiuxi helped Chi Xuanye up and looked into his still dazed eyes.

She reached out and gently pinched his face, then took out the delicious food she brought back from the mortal world from her storage bag, "Are you feeling silly from the pain? Have some snacks."

Chi Xuanye lowered his eyes and said nothing, looking at the slender white hand in front of him. He responded softly and reached out to take the snack.

Just as the two were about to leave, the sword suddenly flew in front of Chi Xuanye on its own.

The sword hummed, emitting a strong murderous intent.

As soon as Quan Jiuxi saw the sword, the aura it exuded indicated that it must be a murder weapon left by a killing god.

Chi Xuanye raised the corner of his mouth and was about to reach out to take it, but Quan Jiuxi suddenly stretched out his hand and shouted: "What a broken sword! Get out of here!"

The next second, there was a crisp "crack" sound, and the entire sword broke in front of Chi Xuanye, the fragments scattered all over the ground, and the sword spirit disappeared without a trace.

"This sword is not suitable for you." Quan Jiuxi's voice was firm and unquestionable.

Chi Xuanye: "..."

He looked down at the sword that died in a miserable state, and then glanced at Quan Jiuxi who took it for granted.

He curled his lips perfunctorily, "Master, I only found this sword..."

Quan Jiuxi paused, looked at the entire sword tomb, and patted his shoulder.

"I have a sword that is perfect for you."

Quan Jiuxi walked out of the sword tomb, and the moonlight sprinkled down like water. Chi Xuanye looked at her figure and inexplicably felt the loneliness emanating from her.

My heart inexplicably tightened, and I took two quick steps to follow her side by side.

Quan Jiuxi stood quietly in the open space. A dazzling golden light shone, and the originally dim surroundings seemed to be lit up in an instant, as if daytime had arrived.

A crisp sword sound was heard, and a sword suddenly appeared in front of Quan Jiuxi.

The sword body is like flawless white jade, emitting a sparkling light, and the light seems to contain endless auspiciousness.

The hilt of the sword was inlaid with mysterious runes, which shone with a pale golden light, like the whispering of ancient gods.

The sacred aura of this sword is like the vast galaxy and the boundless morning light, majestic and pure.

Chi Xuanye looked at the sword seriously. Even in his previous life, he had never seen such a sacred sword.

Yes, it is sacred.

It is so sacred that it seems like an ordinary thing that does not belong to this world.

Rather, it should be a peerless divine weapon that only the almighty gods can possess.

"This sword is more suitable for you. The name of the sword is - Purification." Quan Jiuxi spoke softly, and his voice was particularly clear in this quiet space.

"Master, why are you joking?"

Not to mention that he himself is a demon, just looking at the sword you can tell that it is specially designed to defeat demons. What's more, this sword spirit is definitely more difficult to deal with than the previous one.

Quan Jiuxi crossed his arms and said nonchalantly, "Then it depends on its choice."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Sword of Purification quickly moved to Chi Xuanye's side, and its intimate gesture was visible to the naked eye.

Chi Xuanye's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously reached out and gently stroked the sword, which immediately emitted a strong vibration.

Quan Jiuxi shouted angrily: "Keep your voice down!"

The small world collapsed and she immediately refined it!

Jingshi seemed to understand Quan Jiuxi's words and instantly became quiet, but the light on the sword was still flickering slightly.