The pressure on her from Xiahou Longhu and the Great Wilderness Lord was undoubtedly huge.

She inherited Su Xuan's sword intention and also mastered the Chang'an sword, but her background was ultimately too small.

If this continues, Chen Xiaowan will inevitably be swallowed up by the sword's will and gradually disappear in the sinking.

But just at this moment.

The wind chime on the little girl's waist suddenly rang.

The crisp sound was like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, pulling the sinking girl out of the chaos of the sword.

Her eyelids twitched, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly in a daze.

"Sir..." She whispered unconsciously.

And the next moment.

Su Xuan's sword intention manifested into an illusory form in front of Chen Xiaowan.

This is Su Xuan's will.

Looking at the girl whose features had become delicate and beautiful, Su Xuan's eyes were filled with affection.

Then he stretched out his hand to touch Xiaowan's forehead and whispered softly: "Xiaowan, a few years ago, my husband taught you that swordsmen are kind.
Chapter completed!