Yang Xiling said, "This is a little secret between me and her. My master will not let me tell anyone. Woo woo, you hurt me."

The snow demon discovered that he had lost his composure and let go.

He came to the ice sculpture, his fingertips were flying, and the ice chips were flying. Soon, a statue of a woman was presented in front of Yang Xiling.

Yang Xiling exclaimed: "Master!"

The snow demon looked shocked, and then suddenly realized it and murmured: "It turns out that she passed this sword technique to you in the White Horse Gang back then."

Yang Xiling said: "Are you my senior brother? And my master's husband?"

The snow demon nodded.

Yang Xiling said: "My master said, I have three senior brothers, and only one of them is named Zhao who inherited the essence of her swordsmanship. It seems that you are just like that."

Hearing this sentence, the snow demon smiled.

Smiling like a child.

For ten years, he has always been alone. Except for occasionally going down the mountain to purchase some essentials, he rarely talks to others. However, when he met Yang Xiling, he talked to her about his wife's past, and memories came like a tide.

As he smiled, he burst into tears.

Yang Xiling was puzzled, "Why are you crying?"

The snow demon said, "It's okay, I'm very happy to see you." He asked Yang Xiling, "Who do you want the sword on the mountain climbing stone?"

Yang Xiling nodded and said seriously: "My sister is now in Zhixuan Middle Realm. With the magic weapon in her hand, she can shine at the martial arts conference. At that time, I can also benefit from it."

The snow demon asked, "What dream do you have?"

Yang Xiling laughed, "Dream? My dream is to make my sister the number one sword in the world, to travel around the world, to be a hero who is chivalrous and righteous, and to become a female hero that everyone admires!"

"Since that's the case, why don't you be the number one sword in the world?"

Yang Xiling looked embarrassed, "I don't know how to use a sword."

The snow demon laughed loudly.

He waved his hand and heard the sound of dragon roars outside the door.

A long sword suddenly arrived and fell into Yang Xiling's hands.

Yang Xiling was at a loss, "Is this?"

The Daxue Demon said: "This sword is called Jinghong. From now on, it will be yours."

Yang Xiling said: "I said I can't use a sword."

The snow demon said, "From today, you will."

The haze of the past ten years was swept away, and the snow demon said proudly: "Because, my name is Li Qingcheng." He said to Yang Xiling, "Don't you want to go out into the world? I'll take you to go out together!"

"It's been ten years!" Li Qingcheng said to himself, "Old Zhao, I hope your knife will not disappoint me!"
Chapter completed!