Supernatural Rebirth Genius Girl Diviner

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Yang Zimei took Mo Gan out of the house, opened the box, and took Mo Mo out of it.

Mo Xie exudes a glamorous crimson light in her hands.

And when she was holding the sword, the temperament of the whole person also changed, just like a sword, it was extremely cold.

"It's a pity that the child is not here every day, otherwise, you can use the Taiji Sword Technique together with you." Yu Qing sighed.

"He hasn't been able to tame the generals day by day." Thinking of the last time that the dragons were taking the generals, immediately his eyes were stabbed by its red light.

It's true that Ganxian Moxie is a rare sword that has been used for a long time and is also the heaviest evil sword.

If there is not enough spiritual power, it will only be hurt by it.

"You didn't tame it." Yunqing shook his head.

"I hold it like an ordinary sword without any difficulties. How can I say that I did not tame my head?"

Yang Zimei casually used Mo Xie to pull a beautiful sword flower. The sword flower was illuminated by sunlight, like a blossoming Manjushahua, with a strange beauty.

"Qian Jiang Mo Xie is different from ordinary swords, it already has unique aura and thoughts." Yuqing said.

"Unique aura and thoughts?"

Yang Zi frowned at the sword in front of him.

A sword, once again famous and powerful, is just a dead thing, how can there be thought?

"Well, if you want to be its real master, you have to communicate with it." Yuqing nodded.

"Interconnected? Master, wouldn't it be too difficult?"

Yang Zimei flicked his sword gently with his fingers, "Does it have a heart?"

"Oh!"

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

She just bounced gently on it just now, and it stands to reason that it should not make such a loud noise.

Could this be its protest against her?

Yang Zimei stroked it with his fingertips in doubt.

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

This thing ... is it really spiritual?

Yang Zimei no longer dared to despise it, but asked Yuqing, "Master, how can I tame it so that it can communicate with my heart?"

"No more tame."

Yuqing smiled and nodded. "You can see from the performance just now that you are the owner of it by nature. If you want to communicate with one another, the difference is only time.

"such?"

Yang Zimei gently touched Mo Xie, "Xiao Xie Xiao Xie, in the future, we will be together, OK?"

Mo Xie trembled in response, the crimson on the sword became more and more beautiful, and Yang Zimei clearly felt its emotions.

It turned out that the sword really has emotions.

It is hoped that Dragon will let him belong to him day by day.

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Midnight.

City B.

Even with the naked eye, Meng Tianxiao was faintly seen with a golden compass entangled with a compass standing on the top of the tallest skyscraper in City B.

Gaze into the direction of city A.

I saw the air over there, and indeed the air machine was messy, and the essence of the surrounding air continually swirled in one direction and then disappeared.

His dark eyes sank.

At this moment, the compass pointer on his hand began to tremble in a messy manner, as if disoriented.

However, it was only that moment.

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

Meng Tianxiao hurriedly took out the copper coins to make a hexagram, but it showed that the machine was messy and could not detect the result.

A sense of the greatest crisis that had never been before struck his mind, and let him hold the coin's hand, shaking slightly.

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