"That's not necessarily!" Ling Xiao shook his head gently, and his hair swayed gently with his movements.

His eyes were deep, looking into the distance, as if he had seen something deeper through everything in front of him, "This thing has long been spiritual, and it will choose its own master. Otherwise, do you think no one was thinking about it before I was born? But why did it come to me? There is no coincidence in this world."

There is a sense of certainty in the words, which makes people involuntarily fall into thinking.

When the prince heard this, he fell into deep thought. He frowned, held his hands in front of his chest, his eyes lowered, as if he was chewing Ling Xiao's words repeatedly in his mind. His lips squirmed slightly, as if he was mumbling to himself, or as if he was weighing something.

Qin Xianglan couldn't help but sigh. The sigh was long and heavy, as if it carried countless helplessness and sorrow.

She shook her head slightly, and a bitter smile appeared on her face: "You are right. It doesn't make much sense for our Qin family to get this sword, but even if I don't rob it, the Qin family is not the only one who can decide. There will still be someone to rob it. After all, it is the sword of the Demon Lord who once controlled this continent!"

When she said "Demon Lord's Sword", her voice trembled slightly, and a hint of awe and fear flashed in her eyes.

"What's more, this sword should be able to restrain the Holy Church, right? Any force that does not want to continue to be enslaved by the Holy Church will not miss this sword." Qin Xianglan continued, with a hint of worry in her eyes. Her eyes looked into the distance, as if she had seen the bloody storm of various forces in the future for this sword.

Ling Xiao's mouth raised slightly, and a meaningful smile appeared. The smile was both free and easy and somewhat determined.

He hugged his arms casually in front of his chest, leaning back slightly, his tone was neither too fast nor too slow but unquestionably firm: "I have said all that, what you do is your business. I only have one principle: You can grab a sword, but whoever wants to deal with me or attack my friends and relatives will not be lenient. Even if I have a beautiful lady like Miss Qin, I will kill you the same!"

When talking about the "stunning beauty", his eyes gently swept over Qin Xianglan, and then his eyes sterned, and an invisible aura seemed to be emitting all over his body, like a sharp blade about to be unsheathed, with a chilling feeling.

When Qin Xianglan heard this, her calm face turned pale in an instant, just like a flower hit by frost in winter, losing all her blood. A hint of panic flashed in her eyes, but was soon replaced by a hint of determination.

She raised her chin slightly, with a sneer on her face, and said, "It's too late. Before I came here, I had notified my family and gave you a reward. Of course, there will be no shortage of rewards from my Qin family. Anyone who can kill you can get 100,000 spirit crystals!"

As she said, she hugged her chest with her hands and leaned forward slightly, and her posture seemed to be announcing the power and arrogant Qin family to Lingxiao.

"In addition, you can choose any ten magical artifacts in the Yuan Realm!" Qin Xianglan then added, her voice becoming louder, and a crazy light flashed in her eyes, as if she was proud of the attractive rewards offered by her family.

"I'm afraid that at this time, there are people outside, and you can't leave!" There was a hint of gloating in her tone, as if she had seen Ling Xiao's embarrassment in desperate situation.

As soon as he said that, Qin Xianglan felt a little regretful. She bit her lower lip slightly, and a hint of hesitation and uneasiness flashed in her eyes.

In fact, the Qin family and Ling Xiao did not have much hatred. If they did this, it would be like a complete tear-off. She thought in her heart whether she was a little impulsive, but now the situation is done and nothing can be saved.

Ling Xiao just smiled faintly with a calm expression. There was no panic or fear in his smile, as if all this was within his expectations. He turned his head slowly and looked at the prince. His eyes were calm and deep, as if he could see through people's hearts, and asked softly: "Capital Prince, can you participate in this matter?"

"No!" Prince Liu Heng suddenly stood up from his seat as if he had been stepped on his tail, with an anxious look and waved his hands repeatedly.

His eyes were full of anxiety and innocence, and he immediately looked at Qin Xianglan, his voice trembling slightly due to anger: "Miss Qin, I miss you as a friend, so I asked Brother Ling to come here to meet you. You are harming me!"

As he said, he took a step forward, clenched his hands into fists, and the blue veins on his forehead slightly burst out, obviously he was very angry by Qin Xianglan's actions.

Qin Xianglan glanced at the prince coldly, her eyes full of contempt and disdain, and her eyes seemed to be looking at an insignificant ant.

She raised the corner of her mouth slightly, pulled out a sarcastic smile, and said contemptuously: "Liu Heng, do you really treat yourself as the prince? It's just a dog raised in the Holy Temple. In terms of true status, you are not as good as the prince of my Qin Prince's Mansion!" Her voice was sharp and harsh, like a sharp blade, stabbing straight at the prince Liu Heng's self-esteem.

Liu Heng's face turned pale in an instant, just like the gloomy sky before the storm came. His chest was fluttering violently, obviously he was very angry at Qin Xianglan's words.

He stomped his feet suddenly and quickly blocked Ling Xiao. There was a sense of determination in his eyes and he said loudly: "No matter what, no one can attack Brother Ling in the Prince's Mansion. I don't care if I go out, but this is my bottom line. Although I am controlled by the Holy Church, I am not without a bottom line!"

He said, spreading his arms as if he wanted to use his body to build a solid line of defense for Lingxiao. His posture was like a lion protecting the territory, firm and fearless.

Qin Xianglan's beautiful eyebrows were furrowed tightly, like two tangled silk threads. A deep gully flickered between her eyebrows, and her face was full of entanglement. Her eyes wandered back and forth on Ling Xiao, as if weighing something.

After a while, she seemed to have made some decision. The expression on her face suddenly eased, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and a seemingly gentle smile appeared, and she said softly: "Well, he can't stay here anyway. Brother Ling, I believe what you said before. It seems that if you want to get this sword, you have to kill you first. I'm really sorry!"

She said, shaking her head slightly, with a hint of regret in her tone, but there was a faint sense of determination in her eyes.

At this moment, Qin Xianglan felt the temperature around her body drop sharply, as if she was tightly wrapped by an invisible cold murderous intent. She subconsciously shivered and looked up, she saw Ling Xiao's eyes becoming as deep as a cold pool, and the murderous intent contained in it was like a substantial sharp blade, piercing people's hearts.

However, Qin Xianglan did not feel feared because of this. On the contrary, she curled her lips slightly and showed a disdainful smile. (The end of this chapter)
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