"Do you know me?"

The woman was a little shocked when she heard this.

It is easy to see that the newborn sword spirit can see that there are countless disciples in the sword pavilion who can know him, but the birth of a sword fetus is regarded as a top secret. No one else knows about it except the head and master.

Why does this person know?

When Lu Chen heard this, he nodded slightly and said, "I know."

In recent years, Jiange has produced many young genius disciples, such as Motian in Xige, Chen Yi and Yi Shuier in Beige, who are all known as talented swordsmanship talents.

But the most popular and legendary one is Shen Mohuang, the legendary senior sister who joined Nan Pavilion five years ago.

It is said that on the first day of the woman entering Jiange, she was able to fight with a senior brother who had emerged from the world without any disadvantage.

He was personally evaluated by the head of Jiange as: "The talent is so high that it is rare to see in a century."

When Lu Chen saw the woman's appearance and expression, he recalled the discussions of Luoyang Peak disciples in his spare time, so he could naturally recognize who she was.

It was not until now that Lu Chen saw it with his own eyes that he realized that this woman's talent was higher than he thought.

More importantly, it was actually a natural sword fetus that was in line with him.

Shen Mohuang's red lips opened slightly, as if she was about to say something, but the ancient sword in her hand began to tremble again, and the sword spirit jumped up and down, as if she was about to break through the air again the next moment.

Seeing this scene, a look of helplessness appeared in the woman's illusory Danfeng's eyes.

The sword spirit was born from the creation of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. She disdained to inherit the sword spirit of others, so she sat on the sword tomb for three years, and used the original sword body to feedback the ancient sword. Finally, she lived up to expectations and gave birth to the sword spirit.

But who would have thought... Her sword spirit has such a lively and active personality, she can move her sword hundreds of meters away, and sometimes she doesn't listen to her orders at all.

Lu Chen said: "The method is wrong."

Shen Mohuang raised her head slightly, was a little surprised, and asked, "What's the solution?"

"The newborn sword spirit is like a naughty child, and is already naughty and like a child, and needs education."

Lu Chen thought about it, then said, "So just beat it hard."

.....

The air is a little quiet.

Shen Mohuang's face was surprised, and even the sword spirit widened her eyes, looking at Lu Chen like a fool.

"I'm not kidding."

Lu Chen raised his arms and continued, "Why should I do it?"

Shen Mohuang came to her senses and looked down at the sword spirit. The latter shook his head desperately, his eyes were covered with tears, and he jumped up and hugged the owner's arm, looking pitiful.

Shen Mohuang gently touched Jian Ling's little head with her index finger and said tentatively: "Go back?"

The little sword spirit hesitated for a while, and his little head looked at Lu Chen secretly, just as he met the latter's indifferent gaze.

Four eyes are opposite.

The little baby screamed strangely for some reason, just like a mouse jumping up when he saw a cat, and a faint golden light appeared all over his body. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared from the sword body.

At the same time, the sword finally returned to peace.

Seeing that the problems that had been solved by such understatement over the past few days were a little dull, Shen Mohuang was a little dumbfounded, and after returning to her senses, he said, "Thank you."

She could naturally see that the other party wanted to help her just now.

"It's okay."

Lu Chen shook his head and thought to himself that I was not that gentle when I dealt with Wood God three thousand years ago.

The boy suddenly turned his head and looked into the depths of the forest on the right.

The next moment.

The sound of trees breaking and the shrill roar of wild beasts came out instantly, deafening, and the heavy sword energy around him rushed into his face like a strong wind.

Shen Mohuang frowned her delicate eyebrows and walked over first.

Lu Chen didn't seem to be joining in the fun, so he thought about it and was about to turn around and go down the mountain.

However, another roar and whine came. This time Lu Chen heard an extraordinary meaning from it, so he stopped.

....

Deep in the mountains and forests, a spirit fox and a giant python faced each other's tit-for-tat.

The spirit fox is more than one person tall, with dark eyes and spiritual energy everywhere, but it is obviously in a bad situation at this moment, with blood stained on the soft and bright fur, one of its calves is already incomplete, and its eyes are full of anxiety.

The giant python was calm and slowly hovering around the spirit fox, and the inverted triangle's pupils were filled with coldness and cruelty, and was always ready to give its last blow to its prey.

After approaching the white figure in front of him, Lu Chen sat on the trunk of a big tree and said, "I didn't expect that such ferocious beasts could survive on the sword tomb. After years of sword energy training, the giant python had signs of returning to the ancestors and turning into a dragon. If he successfully ate this spirit fox, in another hundred years, he might really have a land dragon."

Shen Mohuang held the long sword in her hand and said, "Linghu is known as a mountain forest beast. The stone python is cold and cruel by nature. You should help you when you encounter this situation."

When she saw Lu Chen's decoration, she naturally knew that he was an introductory disciple who was preparing to come to Jianzhong to seek swords.

Lu Chen put his hands in his pocket and shook his head and said, "The wild beasts are good and bad, but I have no likes or dislikes."

Shen Mohuang glanced at him and said, "Cold-blooded."

Lu Chen said calmly: "The cycle of heaven and earth is the prey of the weak. The stone python hunts and hunts food for survival and practices, just like people who work hard for immortality. It is a natural thing. If I insist on stopping it, unless... have a grudge against it?"

While the two were chatting, the giant python seemed to have finally found Linghu's flaw, opened its bloody mouth and snatched it in an instant.

Linghu whined twice without power, blood was everywhere on the ground, and there was no movement, as if he had given up struggling.

"What you said makes sense."

Shen Mohuang suddenly nodded in agreement with Lu Chen's words, then... raised his arm and slashed straight towards the distance with a sword.

A slash of lightness, the sword energy is like a rainbow.

Snow-white silver light suddenly appeared in the mountains and forests, like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, destroying all obstacles, and instantly slashed on the giant python.

"Ao!"

A blood mist gushed out of the forest instantly, and the giant python's tail was divided into two, which was very spectacular.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Lu Chen looked at Shen Mohuang and kept smacking his tongue.

Shen Mohuang looked calm and continued, "But there is no way, I hate ugly things the most."

Lu Chen listened to this reason, how tough and how beautiful he is, he was speechless even if he was.

.....

The giant python in the forest suddenly suffered a disaster, abandoning half of his body and fleeing into the forest in panic. During this period, the extremely cold eyes turned around and stared at the two of them, as if they wanted to carve their appearance in their bones.

Lu Chen walked to the limp fox, looked at it, revealing his true expression.

Shen Mohuang said: "It seems that I can't save it."

It can be seen from the naked eye that several ferocious wounds have spread throughout the body of the spirit fox, and the blood has changed from dark red to black. It is obvious that the venom from the giant python's mouth has been injected into its entire body.

Lu Chen said: "Generally speaking, although the attack power of the spirit fox is not as good as that of the stone python, it is naturally sensitive and rarely be forced into such a situation unless there is any forced reason."

Shen Mohuang moved her gaze to the slightly bulging abdomen of the Linghu almost instantly.

Lu Chen squatted down and said, "Borrow a sword."

Shen Mohuang handed the sword out without hesitation. Lu Chen held the sword and waved it gently, and a bloodline instantly appeared on the abdomen of the spirit fox.

Feeling the pain, the dying fox let out a weak wail, looking at his abdomen with all his strength, as if he wanted to finish his last glance.

After all, the spirit beast is gifted and has a hard physique. Lu Chen half-kneeled on the ground and took it for a long time, almost covered in blood. In the end, he finally carried a furry cub with both hands.

The young fox, the size of a palm, was like a rabbit, with his eyes closed, and his snow-white and tender hair had spread all over his body. It seemed that his mother protected it very well.

Lu Chen exhaled and wiped his forehead and sweated heavily.

Shen Mohuang did not respond and said, "Adult spirit foxes do not like to get close to others. They must start feeding them from childhood and cannot let them contact their biological mothers. It seems that you are lucky this time."

Lu Chen said, "You don't want it?"

Shen Mohuang's eyes flashed a little, but in the end she shook her head and said, "My master loves cleanliness very much and doesn't like it."

Lu Chen said oh, saying, "This is a disease and needs to be cured."
Chapter completed!