"oh."

Lu Siyin quickly lowered her head, but she was a little too proud and forgot her senior sister's temper.

"I'll give it to you. I don't care about your sword slave's things."

The storage bag drew an arc in the air and was thrown heavily by it.

Lin Yun took it casually, held the storage bag, looked at the other party deeply, and pondered: "I hope you remember what you said."

After the words fell, he ignored the other party and turned around and left.

"This guy is not convinced. Senior Sister Liu, you are so kind to him."

Leng Feng said angrily.

"How do I do it, do you need to teach me?"

Liu Yunyan glanced at the other party coldly, and then said to Lu Siyin: "Sword, let me see."

"Um."

Lu Siyin stepped forward and handed the sword over.

clang!

When the sword is drawn out, the sword body is like a pool of autumn water passing by, and the light is overflowing. The heavy sword body has naturally formed spiritual patterns, implying the Taoist rhyme, and the cold light at the tip of the sword is so fierce that it makes people intimidate.

A strange color flashed in Liu Yunyan's eyes and looked up at the direction where Lin Yun left.

"Are you burying the flowers?"

No wonder, Lu Siyin likes this sword, it is indeed a good sword.

Huh!

After retracting the sword and returning to the sheath, Liu Yunyan handed it to the other party and pondered: "If the other party's cultivation has really recovered, remember to return the sword to someone else."

"Senior sister is joking, just a waste, I don't believe he has a chance to restore his strength."

Lu Siyin didn't care and sneered softly.
Chapter completed!