Su Qinwu didn't want them to find out that she had taken the deer-cutting sword, so she waved her hands repeatedly: "No, I'm going to go back to the college."

The Lord of Jianfeng Peak said: "I've come here, don't rush back."

Su Qinwu had no choice but to find an excuse: "I've been out for a few days and will not go back to accept the challenge on the Star Picking List. My Star Picking List will be cleared."

In the eyes of people as old as the Lord of Jianfeng, it is really a small matter to take the Star List, especially in the face of the general matter of finding the Deer-Cutting Sword.

However, he can understand that for students of this age, the star-winning list is the most important thing of the year.

Amid his helpless sigh, she and Qing Li returned to the Blessing Academy.

It was already night when she returned. Su Qinwu slept in the cave for a few days. She lived by the dust removal technique and purification technique every day, and couldn't even take a bath. After she returned, she took a bath happily, then lay on the soft big bed and went to bed.

As soon as I fell asleep, I dreamed of Chongyuan.

Chongyuan walked in her dream, her handsome face was amazing. Under her sword eyebrows, her eyes were as deep as ink, but she was not as cold as usual, but she had a kind of gentleness that was almost illusory.

Su Qinwu remembered what the Archaeological Peak said and couldn't help but ask, "Zhongyuan, do you know the Deer-cutting Sword?"

Chongyuan said lightly, "I used it once, it's not easy to use, I just threw it away."

Su Qinwu: “…”

She said righteously: "This is not a good habit, it must be changed."

Chongyuan casually said: "Reason."

Su Qinwu said something: "Others pick up what you lost, and they may take it back to deal with you."

For example, Ye Ling.

Chongyuan smiled: "It's reasonable."

Su Qinwu thought about it and asked again: "What kind of sword are you using now?"

Chongyuan's thin lips slightly opened: "Ask the Heart Sword."

Su Qinwu couldn't help but ask again: "What about before that?"

Chongyuan said: "Changtian Sword."

Su Qinwu understood as soon as she heard it: "So, you have ruined your sword too?"

Chongyuan touched her soft and smooth hair: "One of them is an outer sword and the other is a heart sword, which does not interfere with each other."

Many swordsmen in the 19th Land of Fengyun have both external swords and heart swords. However, the heart sword generally requires the cultivation of the sword emperor or above, while the heart swords are self-cast. She has little contact with this level and doesn't know.

Su Qinwu said muffled: "It seems that I am the only one who ruined my sword... No, the deer-cutting sword is not also the heart sword, right? When it recognized me as the master, it went directly into my sea of ​​consciousness, and there was no protest at all."

Chongyuan said: "It is the Heart Sword."

Su Qinwu suddenly felt that there was a hot potato in her sea of ​​consciousness.

Every time Chongyuan uses her heart sword, she will be deeply affected. So wouldn’t she be like this when she uses other people’s heart swords?

She didn't want to be involved in this regard with others at all.

Chongyuan seemed to understand her thoughts and explained lightly: "After the master of the Heart Sword passed away, the Heart Sword is no different from the outer sword. If you don't like it, you can completely temper it into your Heart Sword."

Su Qinwu opened her eyes wide: "Is that OK?"

Chongyuan asked replies without answering: "What's wrong?"

Su Qinwu couldn't wait to say, "Then I'll go and temper it now."

Chongyuan but smiled without saying a word.

Su Qinwu only felt that he had a deep smile: "Is there something wrong?"

Chongyuan told her ruthlessly: "The sword master of the deer-cutting sword is a god. He was born during the fall of the old god. He saw the arrival of troubled times and made this sword with his lifelong strength. Then he sacrificed his soul to the sword, opening up the era of the gods competing for the deer."

Su Qinwu: “…”
Chapter completed!