The person who came was dressed in light-colored clothes, his eyes were like stars, his smile was like the moon, his body was slender, and he was fresh and handsome. This is his best friend who has known him for many years.

Ji Changkong stood on the steps with his hands in his hands, glanced at him lightly, and said: "It's nothing, I was bothered by a little girl who ran from nowhere for a while......" It was really a headache when he talked about her, he rubbed his forehead, and then said: "Forget it, don't talk about it." Why did Keigo have time to come to me today, and things in the East China Sea were settled?"

Jingwu waved his hand: "Hey, that's actually a trivial matter, it can be solved in two sentences, and I don't need to go at all." I think those old men think that I am idle in the palace, and they are interested in finding me a pastime. ”

Saying that, he strode to Ji Changkong's side, and just wanted to go in with him, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a hoe placed under the steps of the door, he looked carefully, and then remembered the purpose of this object, and said strangely: "Hey, I haven't seen you for a few days, you still use this thing?" Why, on a whim, I want to turn over the soil by myself? ”

Ji Changkong also followed his gaze, and saw that the hoe with a little fresh mud was lying quietly under a step. He frowned slightly, and when he blasted her away, he didn't take this thing away with him, and at the moment he was an eyesore and took up space.

He said with a disgusted face: "I don't have this hobby, this is left by that little fairy, help me take it out and throw it away when you leave." ”

Keigo was interested when he heard it: "Really? That's a pity, and I think this little girl is an interesting person to listen to your description. If I had come earlier, I would have gotten to know each other. ”

Ji Changkong disagreed: "What is there to know about a low-level fairy who doesn't understand the rules and has no knowledge." ”

Jingwu just said it casually, but he didn't expect him to be so serious, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, you're right, let's Rukawa-kun have the final say." ”

Coming to the inner hall, Keigo saw the steaming new tea on the table at a glance, and complained: "Why is it tea again, you give me tea every time I come, when can you prepare a pot of wine for me." ”

Ji Changkong said arrogantly: "There is no wine, only tea, if you don't drink it, you will leave." ”

Jingwu said in a sullen voice: "Drink it!" After drinking a few cups of tea in a frustrated manner, he remembered the purpose of his coming to him today.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "You come with me, I have something for you." ”

Ji Changkong thought that he had gotten some strange gadget somewhere, and didn't want to deal with him, "I'm not interested." ”

Keigo hurriedly said, "I promise, you must be interested in this thing." Seeing that he insisted on seeing him, Ji Changkong followed him out of the door, and stood on the steps to watch at Jingwu's request.

Jing Wu jumped forward, easily exited a few meters away from the sky, and stood in the courtyard. He raised his arms and flipped his palms, and after a few movements, a long sword appeared in the air. The sword was about three feet long, made of dark silver, and the body was extremely thin, snow-white, and overflowing with streamers.

He held the sword in his hand, and his constantly jumping steps were as light as a feather, using a set of swordsmanship that seemed to be tactful and exquisite, but in fact it was a fierce move.

After a few strokes, he put the sword back into its sheath, and proudly raised his eyebrows at the people on the steps and smiled: "This is a spirit sword that I got by chance when I went to Kunlun Mountain a few days ago, in your opinion, how is this sword?" ”

Ji Changkong agreed: "Yes, it's a sword." ”

Jing Wu was happy: "How does that compare to your misanthropy?" ”

Ji Changkong lowered his head and brushed his sleeves: "I can't compare." ”

Jingwu's face, which was still smiling, suddenly collapsed, and he echoed in a strange way: "I know it can't be compared, your sword is the best in this world, who can compare with you!" After the sarcasm was finished, he was dissatisfied and took two more points seriously, "Then tell me, if you compare them with each other, how much is it?" ”

Ji Changkong thought for a while and said, "It's best in the world, I didn't say that." If you really want to compare, a tenth. Seeing that Jing Wu still turned his face to the side, as if he didn't want to pay attention to him, he said again: "The divine sword produced by this vast immortal Ze of Kunlun has its mysteries, and the misanthropy has followed many generals to kill the enemy since its birth in ancient times, and it is flesh and blood essence that sucks flesh and blood, and the two are meaningless. ”

After hearing this, Jing Wu felt that there seemed to be some truth, how could this blood-sucking evil sword be compared to the divine sword of the soul? After figuring it out, he smiled again.

Ji Changkong asked, "Is the sword famous?" ”

Jingwu said: "Yes, 'Yujing', how is it?" ”

"The brightness of the heavens and the earth is vast to return to Beijing. Yes, a good name. ”

After trying the sword, the two returned to the house to talk, and Keigo told Ji Changkong how he got the sword. After saying this, he remembered a mess that had happened one day when he first used this sword.

"That day, I first got this sword, and as soon as I returned to the palace, I thought about taking it out and trying it out to have a good time. Who knows, this new sword is difficult to control, but it is out of my hand, relying on the spiritual power I have applied to it, and the speed is extremely fast, I chased it all the way to the Nantianmen before intercepting it and retracting it into its sheath. You don't know, it really shocked me into a cold sweat, but fortunately I didn't hurt anyone on the way, otherwise I would have been guilty. ”

After imagining Jing Wu chasing a sword and running around, Ji Changkong sneered, "I didn't expect that Jing Wu, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, will also worry about these things." ”

Jing Wu said: "Aren't I afraid of accidental injury, people have no grievances with me, if I walk on the road and am stabbed by this sword flying from nowhere, wouldn't it be eight lifetimes of blood mold." ”

Ji Changkong glanced at him meaningfully, and that look seemed to say: Fortunately, I didn't go out that day.

However, when he said that the sword was flying everywhere and went to the Nantianmen, his expression froze, as if he had thought of something.

Bei Ran sat on the clouds, so bored that he was about to fall asleep before finally coming to Cangwu Palace again. She yawned, thinking that she had looked embarrassed twice when she had been slapped back by the man, but she had shrunk much faster than she had herself.

When she came to the gate of the palace, she found that the gate was still unlocked, and she walked in with confidence, and when she passed the main hall, she trotted in cringe to the backyard. I saw that the debris she had made in the backyard had been cleaned up, and the whole yard was empty except for the flowers and plants that should have been, and there was still her little hoe.

Scratching her head in confusion, she sneaked around the front yard again, almost searching for the entire palace, only to find it under the steps outside the main hall in the inner courtyard. She was overjoyed, and hurriedly ran over to pick it up, and put it in her sleeve without caring that there was mud on it.

When the things arrived, she looked around, but fortunately, there was no one. She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she had to leave quickly, and if she met that person again, she would be told by him again.

Just as she gritted her teeth and ran towards the door, a deep and cold voice suddenly came from inside the room, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, hitting her head: "Who? ”