Chapter 578 Crisis
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Yang Zimei took Mo Xie out of the house, opened the box, and took Mo Xie out.

Moye was in her hand, exuding a bewitching crimson light.

And the moment she held the sword, her temperament also changed, like a sword, sharp and cold.

"It's a pity that Zhu Tian's child is not here, otherwise, I can use Taiji Liangyi swordsmanship with you." Yuqing said with a sigh.

"Zhutian still has no way to tame the general." Thinking of the last time Long Zhutian took the general and was immediately stabbed in the eye by its red light, Yang Zimei felt lingering fear.

Ganjiang Moxie, although it is a rare divine sword through the ages, is also the demon sword with the heaviest evil spirit.

If you don't have enough spiritual power, you will only be hurt by it.

"You didn't tame it either." Yun Qing shook his head.

"I hold it like an ordinary sword, without any difficulty, how can I not tame the head?"

Yang Zimei casually held a beautiful sword flower with Mo Xie. Under the sunlight, the sword flower looked like blooming manjusawa, with a strange beauty.

"Ganjiang Moxie is different from ordinary swords, it already has a unique aura and thought." Yu Qing said.

"Unique aura and thoughts?"

Yang Zimei looked at the sword in front of him in puzzlement.

A sword, no matter how famous or powerful it is, is just a dead thing. How can it have thoughts?
"Well, if you want to become its true master, you must communicate with it." Yuqing nodded.

"Mind-to-heart connection? Master, will this be too difficult?"

Yang Zimei flicked the sword lightly with her fingers, "Does it have a heart?"

"Zheng!"

Mo Xie suddenly made a strong vibration, which made Yang Zimei's ears twitch and he was startled.

She just flicked it lightly just now, and it stands to reason that it shouldn't make such a strong sound.

Could this be its protest against her?

Yang Zimei gently stroked it with her fingertips in doubt.

Mo Xie's sword trembled slightly, and the sound he made seemed a little pleasant.

This thing... is really spiritual?
Yang Zimei no longer dared to underestimate it, but looked at Yuqing and asked, "Master, how can I tame it so that it can communicate with me?"

"There is no need to tame it anymore."

Yuqing nodded with a smile, "From the performance just now, we can see that you are born to be its master. If you want to connect with each other, it only takes time."

"so?"

Yang Zimei gently touched Mo Xie, "Xiaoxie, Xiaoxie, from now on, we will be together, okay?"

Mo Xie responded with a slight tremor, the crimson on the sword became more and more gorgeous, and Yang Zimei could clearly feel its emotion.

It turns out that the sword really has emotions.

I hope that Long Zhutian can also let the generals belong to him.

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Midnight.

City B.

Meng Tianxiao stood on the top of the tallest skyscraper in City B holding his compass, which even with the naked eye could faintly see the golden auspicious aura entwined.

Looking far away in the direction of City A.

I saw that in the sky over there, the energy mechanism was really messy, and the surrounding energy continuously condensed in one direction like a vortex, and then disappeared.

His black eyes sank.

At this moment, the compass pointer in his hand began to vibrate messily, hesitant as if he had lost his direction.

However, it was only for a moment.

The compass stopped being messy and returned to normal, but the direction of the pointer was not pointing south, but pointing in the direction of City A, as if there was a magnetic field attracting it there.

Meng Tianxiao hastily took out the copper coins to arrange the hexagrams, but it showed that the energy mechanism was messy, and it was impossible to detect the result.

The greatest sense of crisis he had ever felt hit his heart, making his hand holding the copper coin tremble slightly.

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(End of this chapter)

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