One Curtain Wind Moon Nine Heavens

Chapter 347

Traveling to the modern age, Yuan Zhao finally slept peacefully until he woke up at 5 o'clock in the morning at the beginning of the next day.

Get up and wash, don't expect anyone to wait for her to dress and change clothes, do it yourself, and have enough food and clothing.There was a wooden hairpin and a modern rubber band in front of the vanity mirror. She looked at it and tied up her long black hair with the wooden hairpin.

In the bedroom is the maidservant from last night, ah no, a set of simple warrior robes that the young woman prepared for her.

Simple version, very easy to operate.

The texture is okay, soft and comfortable, and she can move freely. She is quite satisfied.As long as it is not the kind of little girl's clothing, the texture is ordinary and tolerable.

It was dawn, and when she arrived at the living room, she found her jade pendant, family emblem, and martial arts finger on a table next to the wall.Except for the armor, the ancient sword and the original tattered clothes, everything else is here.

Picking up the family emblem and looking at it, she was carrying the one with her, so they were honest.

After confirming that it was correct, Yuan Zhao put the things back in their original places, and glanced around, there was no weapon rack.It doesn't matter, she opened the back door of the living room and came to the back courtyard to enjoy the scenery here.

In modern times, every inch of land is worth a fortune.

The courtyard is very delicately arranged, the gate is elegant and clean, and the house is clean.There are beautiful trees with luxuriant branches and leaves, hibiscus, rose and other flowers are planted in the ground to compete for beauty, and several pots of marigolds are splendid alone, and they are placed quite casually.

It can be seen that the whole courtyard is not big, it is equivalent to a small side courtyard of her Huatong courtyard.

Although the sparrow is small, it has all five internal organs, so it will inevitably appear cramped.The indoor furnishings are okay, but the layout of the green plants in the courtyard is complicated, which makes people dazzled and disturbing. Fortunately, she doesn't have to live long.

While complaining, Yuan Zhao began to practice in the courtyard.

When slowly stretching her limbs, she accidentally pulled the internal injury, causing her to twitch the corner of her mouth in pain.Starting from today, adjust breath to treat internal injuries, and practice every morning and evening is also essential.

Do both, get better faster.

Not afraid of being peeped, according to the common sense in the dream, surveillance is a means for modern people to treat suspects.

It's nothing, it's just a routine operation, she did it a lot in Wu Chu.

To be honest, she really wanted to ask Princess Wancheng, is the meat under her hand delicious?
It's a pity, I can't see the disgusted and vomited expression of the other party... For a moment, I lost my mind, and the movement of the swing was slightly severe and pulled the internal injury. The pain was so painful that Yuan Zhao had to stop for a while, propping his knees with one hand, grinning and rubbing the pain on his body to relieve the pain. Take a break.

"What's wrong with you?" The young woman ran out of the living room and supported her, "Didn't you say that you need to recuperate for a few days after being injured? Why did you come out and move around? Stop practicing, eat breakfast first, and go to the hospital after eating .”

Yuan Zhao didn't care to answer her, and kept touching, as if it could relieve the pain.

Seeing her pale face, the young woman couldn't help saying:

"Forget it, go to the hospital first, and then have breakfast after watching."

"No... use." Yuan Zhao took a few breaths and waved his hands, "I'll just take a rest."

"Ailments are taboo, and minor ailments can turn into serious ones. Really, you should have a full body checkup in the hospital earlier." The young woman could not refuse, and helped her back to the living room to sit down, "Okay, you sit first, I will call a car... ..."

"What's your name?" Yuan Zhao interrupted her, staring at the floor in front of her, her eyes dull and expressionless due to the pain.

"Bei Yue."

The ancestor finally felt that she deserved a name. Thinking of Professor Wang's words, Beiyue picked up the indoor phone and dialed while secretly complaining.

Beiyue?Yuan Zhao frowned, stretched out his hand and called softly, "Tiangu."

Beiyue paused her dialing hand, watching helplessly as the very sought-after and controversial sword appeared in the opponent's hand and handed it to her.

"Hold it." Yuan Zhao held up the blade.

"Hello?" Just as the phone rang, Bei Yue hung up the phone and looked at her in confusion.

"Don't you dare?" Seeing her delay in reaching out, Yuan Zhao raised his eyebrows and mocked slightly, "One generation is not as good as one generation."

Bei Yuemo stretched out his hand and shook it.

boom!
Yuan Zhao's eyebrows jumped following the sound, and he handed the sword to her directly, "Take it." Another descendant, did she fall into the old nest of the tribe?That's easy.

"What does this mean?" Bei Yue carefully held the sword in both hands. It was not only heavy, but also precious. When bumping into each other, someone felt distressed and anxious to her, and asked softly, "Is there any special meaning in holding it?"

At this time, Yuan Zhao had already recovered his breath, adjusted his breath deeply, and spoke steadily:

"I heard from my father that it is the sword of killing demons passed down from generation to generation in my family. Unfortunately, it is so old that even my father can't tell its origin. I only found out later that it was suppressed under the statue of the Beicang Palace. It is connected with the patriarch Qimai.

Emperor Feng Yuan didn't know where he learned about this, so he quietly picked it up and cut off my father's last chance of survival..."

Speaking of this, Yuan Zhao's eyes turned red instantly, and he was speechless for a while.Even though my parents have passed away for many years, every time I mention it, I still feel unwilling.

Infected by emotions, Bei Yue felt a little uncomfortable.

But before she could react, the sadness in Yuan Zhao's eyes had disappeared, and he stretched out his hand and yanked out a small part of the sword.The chill was overwhelming for a moment, and Bei Yue, who was close at hand, felt a tingling pain on his face, and couldn't help pulling away.

Before she had time to ask, she saw Yuan Zhao stretch out his finger and swipe lightly on the blade, and a small wisp of blood gushed out immediately.

"What are you doing?!" Bei Yue stared at her in surprise.

Yuan Zhao smiled, directly wiped the wound against the sword body, and then lifted the wound up.Bei Yue looked at it in confusion, ho!The wound is gone? !Look at the sword body again, the place that was stained with blood just now is shiny and sharp, how can there be traces of blood?
What kind of sword is this? !It's so weird!

Feeling afraid of unknown objects, Bei Yue instinctively retracted her hands, bang bang!The crisp sound of the sword falling to the ground scared Professor Wang and others who were guarding in front of the monitoring, so scared that they jumped up and ran out rolling and crawling.

sword!That is an ancient sword!
Young people are really, really outrageous!They don't know how to cherish their precious property at all!
Back in Yuan Zhao's guest room, Bei Yue was shocked, and stared at the evil sword back a few steps, as if this could avoid its evil, while staring at Yuan Zhao:

"What do you want to do? Who are you?!"

Yuan Zhao glanced at the immemorial sword that fell to the ground, and raised his eyes helplessly, hey, it really is not as good as the previous generation!

"Let me say this one last time, I am Beiyue Yuanzhao, and I need the assistance of my clansmen. You are my clansman, and so is Beichen. Don't waste any more time trying to test me, find the Temple of Supreme Harmony for me quickly..."

Speaking of which, someone knocked on the door outside.

Bei Yue went to open the door with conflicting emotions, and a figure rushed in, holding the sword carefully, while beating his chest and stamping his feet, saying:

"This is an antique! Can't you young people cherish it a little?"

What a disappointment!If possible, I really don't want to give it back to her!Look at this indifferent attitude, it hurts him to death, hey.

Yuan Zhao: "..."

Look at Professor Wang's skill and ability to accept, much stronger than these clansmen.

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