When the gin knocks on the door

Chapter 90 Tomb Famous City Snow
The information that Su Qianqian brought is not unremarkable.

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly knew that his enemies were far more than Feng Kong and Shao Yi, but 33 people from the inner courtyard...

This is still in the Spirit Palace. If he leaves the Spirit Palace, I am afraid that he will face the Zhang and Wen families of Tiansang County.

Xu Xiaoshou had a splitting headache. He never thought that a single ring match could bring such a big disaster to himself.

"It's all to blame that damn Wen Chong..." He covered his forehead, absent-minded.

Su Qianqian looked at him worriedly, Xu Xiaoshou thought about it for a while, but could only put it down temporarily.

These problems will have to be faced sooner or later, and there may be greater suffering waiting as one grows up.

"fine."

After signaling Su Qianqian to relax, he looked at the little girl with the giant sword on her back, and the masked man last night and Sang Lao's words flashed through his mind...

"Can you show me this sword?"

"sure."

Without any hesitation, Su Qianqian pulled out the sword and handed it over, "But it recognizes people, so maybe it doesn't like you."

"Oh?" As soon as Xu Xiaoshou caught his hand, the sword suddenly trembled violently, and he retracted it like an electric shock, "So evil?"

Su Qian smiled and said, "This is spirituality. The stronger the sword, the more psychic it is."

Xu Xiaoshou was thoughtful, he took out his "hidden suffering" and said happily: "So, my sword also has spirituality."

Su Qianqian paused and became interested, he knew that the little beast brother's black sword was only ninth rank.

How could a ninth-grade sword have spirituality?
"Look!"

Xu Xiaoshou turned the sword body over, the tip of the sword pointed at him, and there was no extra movement, and the black sword suddenly trembled.

"Buzz!"

He turned the sword back again, and the tremor suddenly became smaller.

"Om..."

Su Qianqian stared blankly, what kind of spirituality is this, why is it so strange?

"Suspected, passive value, +1."

"Don't believe me?" Xu Xiaoshou sneered, "This is because your knowledge is shallow!"

He flipped the black sword back and forth.

"Buzz!"

"Om..."

"Buzz!"

"Om..."

Su Qianqian is completely numb, this...

"Suspected, passive value, +16."

"Suspected, passive value, +37."

"..."

This time, Xu Xiao was shocked, how could there be so many passive points?
After looking around, it turned out that the people who were cultivating nearby were attracted by the two after landing.

And some people have already recognized Su Qianqian, the champion of the outer courtyard and the inner courtyard Su Qianqian visited the Goose Lake, which is big news.

One pass ten, ten pass one hundred, more and more people come around.

Su Qianqian didn't care much, she got used to the feeling of being surrounded by people early on, after all, talent attracts attention wherever she goes.

This is especially true for Xu Xiaoshou. The more people there are, the better the passive value will be!

He ignored these people and forcibly brought the trembling giant sword over.

Before taking a closer look, the giant sword suddenly flew into the sky and returned to the scabbard on Su Qianqian's back.

Xu Xiaoshou was sluggish for a moment, he looked at his "hiding bitterness", and suddenly had a taste of hating iron for not turning into steel.

Look at other people, this is called spirituality, at most you want to eat the master's urine!
Su Qian smiled lightly, pulled out the giant sword again, and handed it to Xu Xiaoshou.

"No nonsense!"

Just as the blade was about to vibrate, hearing the words actually quieted down.

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned and looked at the sword carefully.

The giant sword is snow-white in its entirety, and its body is extremely thick and heavy.

Xu Xiaoshou's innate physical body could actually feel a bit of weight.

"Good sword!"

He exclaimed that this sword was many times better than his own "hidden suffering".

No, the two should not be comparable.

Looking at it carefully, I can feel a bit of desolation and sadness from the quiet snow-white giant sword.

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but immerse himself in it. He seemed to see a huge tombstone that had been standing since ancient times in the endless desolate desert, under the white snow that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

Lonely, lonely, vicissitudes...

In a blink of an eye, the picture disappeared, and the sword was still in sight.

Xu Xiaoshou shook his head and raised his head.

"Suspected, passive value, +64."

"Awe, passive, +89."

Ok?
what's the situation?
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a layer of frost on the surface of Goose Lake!
I go!

It's summer, and the sun is still hanging in the sky!
His senses recovered one by one, and he heard Su Qianqian's eager voice: "Brother Little Beast?"

But it's more of a noisy human voice:
"I'm going, why did I freeze it just now, I feel like my soul is frozen!"

"Look, the lake is frozen?!"

"It's so weird, it must be Xu Xiaoshou! But what happened?"

"Is there anyone who can explain it to me, I'm so confused!"

No one replied, these people were confused, and Xu Xiaoshou was also confused.

Only Su Qianqian's face was full of surprise: "Can you see?"

She suddenly thought of something, "Yes, the little beast brother is also born with sword intent!"

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned in his heart, is this the famous sword?

Just looking at it can pull people into its world.

"The name of the tomb is Chengxue... tombstone?"

"Yeah." Su Qianqian didn't deny it.

"Can you tell me its story?" Xu Xiaoshou felt that this sword must have a story.

Su Qianqian laughed happily, but she didn't expect that besides her grandfather, there were people who liked to listen to her tell stories.

She took the sword, rubbed it lightly, and the blade trembled and moaned, as if enjoying it very much.

"In ancient times, there was a Sword Saint named Cheng Xue."

"He has a close friend who is also a swordsman. He takes the path of killing and calls and kills the swordsman."

"One day became a demon and accidentally killed Chengxue. After the swordsman was awakened, he was deeply remorseful and erected Chengxue's sword as a tombstone to suppress the eternity."

Xu Xiaoshou waited for a while, but Su Qianqian had nothing to say.

"Finished?"

"Huh?" Su Qianqian raised her head in confusion, "This is the story of 'Tomb City Snow', did I miss something?"

"..."

Xu Xiaoshou's whole person is not well, what you said makes sense, the story is indeed finished, but I always feel...

Shouldn't be so monotonous!

What about the details?
Shouldn't the Fall of the Sword Saint be very tragic?
You are drinking cold water, this story is not too straightforward and simple!
"Well said!"

"Very concise!"

Xu Xiaoshou involuntarily admired it, and continued: "In Tiansang Ling Palace, is there a sword that is more precious than this?"

When Su Qianqian heard the compliment, she laughed so hard that she didn't care and shook her head, "No."

"Think about it seriously, there is a sword that is more powerful than this!" Xu Xiaoshou said solemnly.

Su Qianqian's smile froze, she tilted her head to think for a moment, and said seriously, "No."

"Really?"

"Ok!"

Xu Xiaoshou's heart sank, he also felt that there was no, but he couldn't do it!
If not, isn't the sword that the masked man was looking for, Su Qianqian's "Tomb Name City Snow"?
That guy couldn't even take down many big bosses in Tiansang Linggong. Now if Su Qianqian is in his mind, will she have a good end?
"It's over!" Xu Xiaoshou was furious.

Su Qianqian rolled her eyes, she already understood something, "Is Brother Little Beast worried about the masked man last night?"

(End of this chapter)