"Who?"

Ling Huohuo and Xiao Yunyun looked around, however, the surroundings were empty.

"Uh, hit the ghost?"

"Maybe it's an auditory hallucination." Xiao Yunyun said with some uncertainty.

"Hey, I'm here, bow my head." The sound of milk and milk came again.

Ling Huohuo and Xiao Yunyun hurriedly lowered their heads, there was a bun-headed girl lying on the ground, at this time she was closing her eyes, and she still seemed to be in a coma, and in addition to the bun-headed girl, there was also a magic book of Warliver, Ling Huohuo's righteous long sword, and other long swords and two short swords, these three swords were the three swords that gave birth to spirituality in Ling Huohuo's hidden sword room.

"Huh?" Ling Huohuo touched his head, and it seemed that he didn't look like someone who could speak just now.

"Could it be that she's awake?" Xiao Yunyun pointed to the bun-headed girl on the ground.

"Probably not." Ling Huohuo said uncertainly, the bun-headed girl was lying there, Ling Huohuo could feel that she hadn't woken up, but Ling Huohuo wasn't sure, because he felt that his senses couldn't be so keen, and at the same time, Xiao Yunyun didn't know, so he ......

I saw Xiao Yunyun bending down and pushing the bun-headed girl.

"Hey, wake up, don't pretend."

The bun-headed girl didn't move.

"You're welcome to pretend to be me."

Xiao Yunyun pushed her again.

The bun-headed girl still didn't move.

Bang bang bang.

Xiao Yunyun pulled the girl with the bun head by the collar and pulled her up, and slapped her three big mouths with her back.

The pink little face of the bun-headed girl instantly swollen, and Ling Huohuo looked painful, however, the "hard-hitting" bun-headed girl still didn't really open her eyes.

Ling Huohuo bent down, "Maybe she didn't wake up here." ”

"I guess so." Xiao Yunyun nodded calmly, without any embarrassment at all, and let go of the hand holding the neckline of the girl with the bun head.

Ling Huohuo hurriedly stretched out his hand and held the bun-headed girl again, if she was allowed to lie down like this, she would definitely hit her head, and then slowly laid her flat on the ground.

"Who the hell is that?" Xiao Yunyun frowned.

"Hey, I'm here." The sound of milk and milk came again.

This time, following the voice, Ling Huohuo and the two of them set their eyes on a long sword.

"Justice?" Ling Huohuo was surprised for a while, and it was the long sword that had just made a voice that had fallen into the sky and been named Justice by Ling Huohuo.

"The sword spoke." Xiao Yunyun was not too surprised, because when she was studying magic with Warliver, she had also heard it introduce some weapons or equipment that can also generate their own lives, be able to speak, and have their own thoughts, at that time, these weapons and equipment are no longer simple items, but can be called life, in some worlds, there are even races that are in this life form.

And it is not so easy for a dead thing to give birth to its own mind, there must be conditions for birth, but in any case, as long as a dead thing gives birth to its own life, then no matter its material or appearance, it will become an incredible thing.

And right now, that's what the talking sword is.

"Hmph, that's right, it's just me talking, but I'm not called justice, my name is Eight Hundred, it is one of the long sword series produced by the Wind God Furnace, numbered Eight Hundred, and the owner is the Sword God of the Ancient Shuojin Heaven Shaking Jedi Invincible in the Universe and the sixth in the world, handsome and chic and gentle as a jade 123,852 years of single dogs, so, you two, give me some respect."

There was a smug voice from the eight hundred long swords, however, because the voice had a childish feeling, so it sounded a little cute.

Ling Huohuo and Xiao Yunyun tugged at the corners of their mouths, although they didn't understand, they inexplicably felt very powerful.

And Ling Huohuo grabbed a key word, Sword God?!

"Are you...... The sword of the sword god? Ling Huohuo asked.

"Of course!" The triumphant voice came again.

"Why do I suddenly feel so uncomfortable, and why does that sword god have such a long list of prefixes?" Xiao Yunyun said.

"You know what? This is to express respect for the Sword God, who is the existence that all swordsmen worship inside and outside the universe, and his name has long spread throughout the heavens and all worlds. ”

"But I haven't heard of it." Xiao Yunyun said unceremoniously.

"......" Eight Hundred was silent for a while, "Hmph, how can a mortal like you hear the name of the Sword God?" ”

"Hehe, don't you think this sentence contradicts what you said before?" Xiao Yunyun said with some sarcasm, "Besides, Ling Huohuo, have you heard of it?" ”

Xiao Yunyun looked at Ling Huohuo.

Ling Huohuo touched his head embarrassedly, "I've heard it." ”

"What? How can you hear that? ”

"Because, the inheritance I got is the sword god's." Ling Huohuo said.

"What?" Xiao Yunyun opened his mouth, "Could it be that you have to wear such a long string of prefixes when you introduce yourself in the future?" Don't you feel very two? ”

"Wait, I didn't say I had to wear that long prefix." Ling Huohuo hurriedly waved his hand, as soon as he wanted to add such a messy prefix to him, he felt a little ashamed, why did a single dog say it, and it was still placed in such a conspicuous position!

123,852 years, is it really good to say that the year is so specific?

"Hmph, that's right, you are the inheritor of the Sword God, and there are only two people inside and outside the universe, and you are one of them!"

Eight hundred spoke again.

"Then when I heard you say this, I always feel that I am suddenly taller." Ling Huohuo touched his chin.

"Of course, everything related to the Sword God is very tall!"

"Are you too?" Xiao Yunyun asked.

"Of course, as one of the swords of the Sword God, my strength is very strong, let me tell you, there are nine hundred and ninety-nine as powerful as me!"

"Sure enough, it's a mass-produced product." Xiao Yunyun pursed her lips again.

"I'm not a mass-produced product! We are a thousand brothers and sisters who were created at the same time. ”

"Isn't that still a mass-produced product?"

"You...... You're flat-chested! ”

"What?" Xiao Yunyun was stunned.

"I say you're flat-chested, a disgrace among women! The flat-chested goods that no man wants! ”

"I ...... I," Xiao Yunyun's face turned red, "I'm not really flat!" There is still a squeeze! ”

Ling Huohuo touched his nose in embarrassment, saying this in front of him was not good, and I don't know why, I always felt that the relationship between the two of them was inexplicably not good.

"Hehe, that's not what a man wants, it's because of you flat-chested existences that the Sword God can't find a wife."

"What kind of sword god of yours can't find a wife, it's because he's too wasteful, don't complain about the flat chest, we don't carry this pot, apologize to the flat chest of the world, and...... And," Xiao Yunyun secretly glanced at Ling Huohuo, "Ling Huohuo!" ”

"Huh?" Ling Huohuo, who was watching from the sidelines, was stunned, why did it happen to him again?

"Do you want me!"

The corners of Ling Huohuo's mouth twitched.

This is a question for sending sisters!