Murong Tianxun shook his head innocently, and Leng Yan'er was puzzled: "How could it be, it is clearly recorded on the rolling paper that eating this pill will awaken the bloodline in your body!" ”

Master, will you need any medicine? - Murong Tian couldn't figure it out. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Medicine Introduction" - Leng Yan'er muttered to herself, as if she had thought of something, and was excited: "Bite your fingers and drink the blood that flowed out." ”

Murong Tianxun looked at Leng Yan'er in disbelief, and was surprised: "Master, did you tell Tianxun to drink your own blood?" ”

Is there anything wrong? --Leng Yan'er said in a reasonable tone.

Mo Rongtianxun's forehead was covered with black lines, but he still bit his fingers very obediently. The beautiful eyes stared at the blood on the fingers for a moment, and the distorted face made people feel funny. Leng Yan'er forcibly hid the smile on the corner of her mouth: "Why don't you drink it yet, don't you want to restore the inheritance?" ”

Hearing Leng Yan'er's words, Murong Tianxun was very reluctant to send his finger to his mouth. Before Murong Tianxun went to drink, Murong Tianxun's brows were furrowed like a caterpillar, and his head was covered with sweat. Her body trembled, and Leng Yan'er asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you, Tianxun, what's uncomfortable?" ”

"Master, I feel that my dantian is so hot, as if it is wrapped in a ball of fire." Murong Tianxun said weakly.

Leng Yan'er frowned slightly: "What you Ice and Snow Clan cultivates is the coldest thing, how can there be such a problem in the dantian!" Leng Yan'er's beautiful eyes were fixed on the parchment scroll, but she found nothing. Leng Yan'er took Murong Tianxun's big hand, Murong Tianxun screamed in pain, Leng Yan'er didn't care about anything else, and put her finger in Murong Tianxun's mouth. The smell of blood spread to his mouth, and as the blood flowed into his abdomen, Murong Tianxun wailed in pain, and then fell to the ground weakly.

"Is Tianxun better?" - Leng Yan'er asked worriedly.

Murong Tianxun smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Master, don't worry, Tianxun feels much better." ”

Leng Yan'er looked at the long sword that fell to the ground, and said to Murong Tianxun: "Tianxun, you need to drop a drop of blood into this Bing long sword. ”

As soon as he heard that he wanted blood, Mo Rong Tianxun was a little embarrassed: "Master, it's okay not to use blood." ”

No-Leng Yan'er vetoed it without thinking about it.

Murong Tianxun looked at his big hand with a twist, and felt distressed: "In just such a moment, I have wasted a lot of blood." ”

Leng Yan'er couldn't help laughing when she heard this: "Tianxun won't be afraid of pain!" ”

I didn't-Murong Tianxun, who was demolished, was a little stumbling to veto.

No, yes! - Leng Yan'er was instigated.

No-Murong Tianxun arrived confidently.

Since there is none, hurry up! - Leng Yan'er grabbed Murong Tianxun's big hand like a long sword and stretched it out, Murong Tianxun's eyes were closed, and he couldn't help but shudder. Leng Yan'er smiled: "Okay, look at your little bit of interest." ”

Murong Tianxun looked at his big hand, and was a little aggrieved: "Are you my master or not?" ”

Tianxun is what he says. - Leng Yan'er is spoiled.

Just as the two were talking, the long sword on the ground flew up. Emitting a white light and golden words - the Xuan Ice Sword, the treasure of the Ice and Snow Clan, the sword left behind in the world during the Great War of Immortals and Demons, was picked up by the first queen of the Ice and Snow Clan, and the queen held this sword to create the Ice and Snow Clan. Whoever owns this sword owns the world. As the handwriting disappeared, the long sword flew in the direction where Murong Tianxun was, and the sword Bing rubbed back and forth on the corner of Murong Tianxun's clothes.

Leng Yan'er - This sword must be a mother's.

Master, what are you talking about? - Murong Tian asked puzzled.

Leng Yan'er sighed twice - I didn't expect it to be a small color sword, Tianxun will have your hardships in the future.

Murong Tianxun.........

Leng Yan'er's beautiful eyes stared at the Xuanbing Sword for a moment, and said with a smile: "The Xuanbing Sword is caused by the cold ice that has not melted for thousands of years, and countless people have died on this sword. If this sword is seized by someone with bad intentions, the world will inevitably be affected by turmoil. “

But Master, Tianxun is not capable of protecting this sword now. Besides, Tianxun doesn't deserve this sword. - Murong Tianxun explained.

No, this sword is for you, and no one but you can have the ability to own it. Now that you and this sword have been dripping blood to recognize the Lord, even if it is snatched away, it is useless, and this sword is a waste sword without you. - Leng Yan'er explained carefully.

Murong Tianxun was puzzled: "Master Tianxun doesn't understand the meaning of your words. ”

You don't need to know these things now, because it's not the time, and when the time comes, Master will naturally tell you. - Leng Yan'er said dotingly.

Master, what is this parchment? - Murong Tianxun looked at the roll of paper in Leng Yan'er's hand and asked puzzled.

I don't know about this, Tianxun, you cultivate here first, and I'll go back and study it. --Leng Yan'er patted Murong Tianxun's shoulder and was about to leave.

Murong Tianxun was confused, and he was puzzled: "Master Tianxun doesn't know anything, how can he cultivate?" ”

Your inheritance has awakened, and if you hold this Xuanbing Sword, it will guide you on how to cultivate. I'll come to see you every day, remember to practice hard! ――As the words disappeared, Leng Yan'er's figure also disappeared.

Murong Tianxun stood there in a daze, innocently: "Master, you left Tianxun behind again." ”

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The old emperor, who only saw Leng Yan'er coming up alone, was puzzled: "Where is Miss Yan'er looking for a child?" ”

Tianxun has just received the inheritance and cultivation is not stable, so I asked him to cultivate underwater! - Leng Yan'er explained.

The old emperor looked at Leng Yan'er gratefully: "Miss Yan'er, thank you." ”

Old Emperor, what are you talking about! I'm the master of Tianxun, and doing this is what I should do! - Leng Yan'er was helpless, she was very dissatisfied with the old emperor's politeness.

Sister, you're back, Jun'er is so worried about you. -Xiao Su Jun quickly ran to Leng Yan'er's side, hugging Leng Yan'er's thighs aggrieved.

Leng Yan'er......

"Sister Yan'er was wrong with Ling'er before, she shouldn't be angry, Sister Yan'er won't be angry with Ling'er!" -- Ling'er was aggrieved.

Leng Yan'er looked at Ling'er, who took the initiative to admit her mistake, and smiled: "No, how could I be angry with Ling'er!" ”

Sister Yan'er is not angry with Ling'er. -- Ling'er smiled excitedly.

Yan'er girl won't give birth to the deity! As the words disappeared, a chaise longue landed in front of Leng Yan'er.