She didn't know much about Xie Qi, but she knew that Xie Qi was very smooth when she was young, and she was very good at studying, and was easy to get along without any trouble. But the risk of sending back to Xingning's corpse can be imagined, but he did it. How could Ning Yan not be grateful?

Xie Qi avoided: "Why do you have to thank me for your classmates?"

Ning Yan was in the pottery jar and didn't care about the things in the sword box at all, but she couldn't help but be curious. She squatted beside the sword box, frowned and thought: "What is in the sword box?"

Of course there is a sword inside the sword box.

It’s just that the master of this sword is buried in the sword.

Xie Qi said, "It's a broken sword."

Ning Yan mistakenly thought that the sword box was also Xingning's relics, and he was puzzled: "Broken Sword? But Xingning's broken Sword was handed over to me early."

She also looked for a master of sword making, preparing to return the broken sword to recast it as her daughter's sword, and inherit the character of her deceased father.

I accidentally learned that Bai Su was very good at making a sword, so she specially brought her daughter and Chongli to the door and asked Bai Su to take action. Bai Su said that it was a pity that the sword was broken. If you want to recover, you need some auxiliary materials. Because Ning Yan's daughter has not yet gathered her literary mind, there is no hurry to recast.

Xie Qi gritted his teeth and smiled: "Hehe, it's not Xingning's broken sword, um, it's, it's Zheng Nujiao..."

Chen Tang pricked up his ears: "Female girl?"

She thought she was a close friend of Ning Yan.

Xie Qi whispered: "Zheng Qiao."

Ning Yan heard the three words "Zheng Nujiao" and knew it was Zheng Qiao. Her face was covered with frost and her eyes burst into murderous intent.

"What should he do when his broken sword is delivered to me?"

Xie Qi also said, "Who knows? The madman's idea is something that ordinary people can guess? He asked me to give it to me, so I gave it to you... Whatever you do is to deal with it. If you lose it, it will be clean, or if you melt it and recast it, it will be all right... After all, it was made of the fine iron that the banquet master worked hard to find. It would be a pity if you lose it..."

Ning Yan ignored his later persuasion: "It's lost."

She was disgusted as far as she was thrown away!

Chen Tang bent his fingers and knocked on the sword box, his expression sometimes confused and confused. When he heard Ning Yan want this thing, he said, "Tunan wants to lose it? If he really doesn't want it, I will pick it up."

Ning Yan said: "This object is unlucky."

She thought the lord was reluctant to give up the sword body and iron.

"Somehow, I always feel that this sword should not be thrown away. The breath on it...is a bit strange..."

But I couldn't tell anything strange for a moment. As Chen Tang said that, he opened the sword box, and there was indeed a broken sword neatly placed inside. He crossed the fish skin scabbard, wearing a Ruyi sword spear, and the sword body lying beside the scabbard broke into three parts, with a cold light and a sharp sword intent invading the muscles.

Ning Yan only took a look and knew that it was indeed Zheng Qiao's sword. She moved her eyes away in disgust, but her lord's words made her care a little. Seeing that Chen Tang was about to reach out, she hurriedly intercepted: "Master - be careful what's wrong with this sword-"

What Zheng Qiao gave is a good thing if he doesn't believe it.

Xie Qi said: "It should be no poison."

He walked out of the palace with this sword in his bare hands.

If there was poison on it, he would have died long ago.

Chen Tang shook his head: "It's not poison..."

She looked at the sword and thought for a long time, trying to describe the feeling: "This sword...it seems to be alive... something is moving, but it is trapped in the sword body and cannot come out. Tunan, Shizang, Dawei, do you have this feeling?"

The three people who were named shook their heads.

No matter how they look at it, it is an ordinary broken sword or a broken sword that has not been well maintained.

Chen Tang wondered: "It shouldn't..."

He signaled Ning Yan not to worry. He held the hilt of the sword with one hand and grabbed the scabbard with the other, and waited for a while. Chen Tang raised the hilt of the sword with the hand: "It's here! There's something here!"

Ning Yan suggested: "Let General Bai come and have a look?"

Bai Su is proficient in casting, and he may be able to see some tricks.

Chen Tang put the hilt and scabbard back into the sword box, but his eyes never moved away: "Okay, let Shaoxuan come and take a look."

Unexpectedly, Bai Su could not see the problem.

After asking around, only Chen Tang felt this way.

Chen Tang: "..."
Chapter completed!