The image of the Golden God is masculine and tough, but at this moment he droops his head, full of depression: "When I bless you, the mark almost touched the sword of the little girl in the mortal world."

The Vulcan blurted out: "This matter should not affect it?"

Mu Shen looked at him sideways: "If you go lighter, it will have no effect; if you say it seriously, it is a major mistake."

The Golden God was silent for a while and said quietly: "It must be a major mistake. The Lord of God bounced off my mark and added blessings to the sword himself."

Vulcan: "!!!"

Wood God: "!!!"

Divine Realm.

Chong Yuan, who was extremely cold in front of the zodiac, now leaned on the throne with one hand on his jaw, and the divine light fell on his handsome face. The coldness in his eyes had long been replaced by a funny smile.

"Well," he looked at Su Qinwu's figure through the void, with a very satisfied expression, "This is a sword for me, then this sword is mine."

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The freshly baked heart sword is white and clear, with smooth and cold lines, as if it is carved from magical axe.

The sword body has light gold stars that appear faintly, forming mysterious patterns. When it shakes slightly, it will flow with light, full of amazing beauty.

Su Qinwu lightly taps her fingertips, and the touch is unexpectedly warm.

Just like the feeling that Chongyuan gave her.

It looks cold, but it is actually very gentle.

With a slight activation, a faint golden light shone on the sword body, as if the sky light suddenly broke, the sword intent condensed wildly, shaking the sky and the earth!

Su Qinwu's eyes were rounded.

I can't believe it was her sword.

She wanted to try the power of the sword again, but her body was hollowed out. She raised her feet but found that she could not move, but fell forward instead.

Xi Li was looking up at the sky.

Others may not notice the special features of these golden lights, but no matter how he said that he was once the undefeated war god of the dragon clan, no clue could escape his eyes.

The gods in the 19th domain of Fengyun are quite interesting.

When the thought flashed through Li's mind, he noticed Su Qinwu fell towards him. He raised his hand and a gentle spiritual energy held her back.

His eyes fell on the sword again, and there was a rare hint of praise: "Not bad."

Su Qinwu smiled: "I think it's good, too."

This is the first time in her life that she has made a sword!

Her face was a little pale, sweat was sucked by the forehead, but her smile stretched out, as if spring was blooming. He couldn't help but smile: "If you are tired, go back and rest first."

Su Qinwu saluted him with a sword: "Yes, teacher."

Just as Ling Li was about to send her back a spiritual energy, she fell on the sword, and then said again: "The heart sword can move as you like, and can be melted into the dantian at ordinary times. It will come out when needed, you can try it."

Su Qinwu was about to try, but suddenly several figures fell from the air, and they were all senior leaders of the Qi Fu Academy, led by Xie Fu.

Xie Fu came to them like lightning, and the wind brought up made their robes and hair fly backwards.

She couldn't wait to ask, "Who was blessed?"

Xi Li nodded: "Sword."

Xie Fu was stunned, lowered his eyes and saw the sword in Su Qinwu's hand. A look of shock appeared on his face, and said to Xi Li: "Is this the heart sword you forged?"

Xi Li responded lightly: "The dragon clan does not use swords."

Xie Fu was stunned for a moment, and looked at Su Qinwu with a dull expression: "Is it you?"

Seeing that her expression seemed to be struck by lightning, Su Qinwu felt something was wrong, but she nodded and said, "It's me."

Xie Fu was shocked.

The senior executives following behind were also shocked.

The sword was blessed, this was the first time in the history of the Nineteen Storms.
Chapter completed!