Ice cold and bone piercing!
Even though the sword is covered in frost, one can still feel the killing intent coming from its body.
The sword is so long and handsome that it is hard to imagine that it came from the hands of Han Qianqian, a “loser”.
On the bottom of the sword is a word engraved on each side.
Han and Su!
On the top of the sword are the words Ying Yue.
This is the name Han Qianqian gave to this sword.
Its cold light was like the moon, like a cold blanket in the darkness of the night.
Therefore, Han Qianqian took its name.
The battle outside was long overdue, and as the sun set and the moon rose, the eight-hour cooling time soon came to an official end.
Han Qianqian fiercely gathered his strength and looked at the Reflecting Moon Sword in the frost, and could not help but let out a soft laugh, “It’s done.”
In the next second, Han Qianqian directly pushed the silk of true energy to cover the sword!
Brush!
Brush!
Bang!
The cold sword broke through the frost, like a dragon emerging from shallow water.
Wow!
The sword violently flew out of the house, breaking straight through the nine heavens!
Even though Han Qianqian had done nothing, it could feel the coldness sweeping through the sword.
The extremely strong killing aura and cold intent was telling Han Qianqian that the Reflecting Moon Sword was, by no means, ordinary.
“Brush!”
In the twinkling of an eye, the long sword that had broken through the nine heavens instantly flew back again, and then, just like that, it crossed in front of Han Qianqian’s eyes.
Feeling the powerful aura coming from the sword, Han Qianqian was thrilled.
He might not have really thought that it was himself who had repeatedly failed, but now, he had forged such a perfect sword.
“Little White, can you hear me?” Han Qianqian asked.
“I can hear you.” Little White responded lazily, and then said, “You’re not too stupid.
You haven’t made a single mistake in the whole process, the sword is well finished.”
This was the first time since Han Qianqian had met Xiao Bai that he had heard its praise.
“Right, from now on I’ll call you Little White Jade, okay?” Han Qianqian asked, “The sword is like jade, so, I added a word.”
“Oh?”
“To be honest, I have a brother who is already called Xiao Bai, to distinguish between the two of you, so ……” Han Qianqian said.
“Whatever, who cares?” It disdained and said.
“Good.”
Han Qianqian nodded, and with a flick of his hand, the Reflecting Moon Sword flew directly into Han Qianqian’s hand.
In the next second, Han Qianqian took the sword and slowly walked out of the wooden house.
He took a glance at the time, and also at the jungle in the distance.
On both sides, the fighting had basically stopped, and Han Qianqian knew very well that their
Han Qianqian knew very well that their trial had ended completely.
Han Qianqian was sure that they had all completed it perfectly.
The next step was his final step.
The sword trial.
However, for the sword trial, Han Qianqian had his own plans, he wanted Su Yingxia to come in person.
With this in mind, Han Qianqian went back to the small bamboo house.
Su Yingxia had just made dinner and her clothes were already a bit dirty from the battle, but she didn’t care about that at all, her first thought was to cook for Han Qianqian first.
Han Qianqian walked over behind her and hugged her gently, “Can’t you just leave these things to the others?”
“Don’t.” Su Yingxia smiled, “Of course I have to make my own things for my own husband. Are you done?”
Han Qianqian nodded, “How did you cope with the trial today?”
”
How dare you, calling your own strange beast to beat your own wife, does that count as domestic violence?”
“Count it, it’s a pity there are no durians in this eight-sided world, otherwise I’d kneel down one for you.” Han Qianqian said.
Su Yingxia smiled and scolded a scoundrel, then, served the dishes in the pot, “Go wash your hands, let’s eat.”
“Good, the wife’s cooking, you must eat. But, when we’re done eating, I want to take you to try something.” Han Qianqian said.
“Try something?” Su Yingxia froze.
“I think you’ll like it.” Han Qianqian said.
Su Yingxia’s willow brows furrowed, “You’ve been refining weapons in that wooden hut for the past few days, what kind of thing can you try out for me? A weapon?”
Han Qianqian smiled, “You’ll find out later.”
With those words, Han Qianqian carried Su Yingxia directly to the table.
“Let’s eat.”