"Now that the sword has been obtained, it seems that we can get back Xiaolong and A Qiu soon." Li Tian said with relief.

"Qiao Zhi, hurry up and ask the Ouyang family to see if they have found clues to the Yuwen family!"

"And tell them that the Xuanyuan Sword has been obtained... If they contact the people of the Yuwen family, I hope to negotiate as soon as possible." But Li Tian was telling Chen Qiaozhi in front of him.

Chen Qiaozhi nodded, and then quickly ran towards the main hall of the Ouyang family.

After Chen Qiaozhi went to inquire about the news, Li Tian walked into the room with the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand.

The ghost servant and Dugu Xie also followed in slowly.

After entering the room, Li Tian slowly opened the sword box with both hands.

The Xuanyuan Sword was really revealed.

When the Xuanyuan Sword, carved with ancient patterns, was opened, it brought the breath of a king and rushed towards everyone with the breath of a king.

When you touch the Xuanyuan Sword in front of you, you can always feel a strange feeling.

However, Dugu Xie and the ghost servant seemed to be not very interested in Xuanyuan Sword. The two of them just glanced at him and did not speak too much.

"Ghost servant, why do you all seem to be unhappy?" Li Tian suddenly noticed that the ghost servant in front of him was Dugu Xie, and not only asked.

But when the ghost servant smiled bitterly.

"Young Master, it's not that we are unhappy, but because we saw this sword and remembered the original thing..."

Listening to the ghost servant saying this, Li Tian suddenly realized.

Yes, his father had obtained this Xuanyuan Sword more than 20 years ago.

At that time, the ghost servants and Dugu Xie also saw this sword with their father... Now when they see this sword again, they will of course think of their father, and no wonder they will be sad.

Li Tian thought about it, put away the Xuanyuan Sword in front of him, raised his eyes and looked at Dugu Xie and the ghost servant and said, "Don't worry! I believe my father is definitely not dead yet... He must be alive."

"Yeah!" The ghost servant and Dugu Xie also spit out a word.

Dugu Xie looked at Li Tian inadvertently putting the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand aside, and said, "Young Master, please put this sword away properly... You must not lose it!"

"If it is lost, then it will be a little trouble for the Yuwen family. When the storm is moving, I believe that many hidden monsters will come out one by one to compete for him."

Li Tian nodded, and slowly put the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand into the sword box on that side, and then put it away.

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In a strange room, I saw a strong smell of wine.

In the blink of an eye, there were a pile of empty wine bottles in the rather dirty room, and they were all very high-degree spirits.

People living in such a room can tell at a glance that they must be the room of an alcoholic, and they must be a life-threatening alcoholic.

Looking ahead, I saw a chubby, slightly bloated old man lying on a shabby sofa, sleeping soundly.

The old man's face was red and his hair was sparse like straw. What's more, the guy was spraying a strong smell of alcohol in his mouth.

There are piles of empty wine bottles on the table next to it...the 56-degree old white dried wine!

There are no 6-7 bottles in total, empty bottles.

Could it be that these wines were all drunk by this chubby old guy? It's so fatal.

The old man's outfit was very strange, like the dress of a minority. What's even more strange is that there was a wine gourd hanging on his waist.

What kind of alcoholic is this old guy? He is so able to drink it?

But no matter who he is, he is definitely a talent who drinks and lives.

It was such a room filled with strong smell of alcohol. Suddenly, a purple shadow suddenly floated in from the window, like a gust of wind.

The speed was as fast as lightning, and when he landed in the room, he didn't even make any sound.

It can be seen how pure his kung fu is.

who is he?

Looking closely, he saw that he was wearing a purple robe, and there was a hideous sword mark on his handsome face, which was as sharp as a knife.

This guy... isn't this guy the terrifying person who has been following Chen Qiaozhi and the others just now? Why did he suddenly come here?

After this strange and indifferent man floated in, his cold star-like face suddenly wrinkled slightly, as if he seemed extremely disgusted with this alcoholic room.

"The Xuanyuan Sword is really born..." Suddenly, a cold word came out from his mouth without any emotion.

Is he talking to himself? Or is he talking to others? Could it be... Is it still the drunk and chubby old man?

After pausing for about a few seconds, the old man who was originally lying on the broken sofa and snoring like a pig, and was full of alcohol suddenly snorted in his mouth.

Then he slowly opened his fluffy eyes... his body was bloated and ugly and climbed up from the sofa, as if it was very difficult.

"Okay, OK, OK!"

Three words were spoken out from the mouth of this chubby old drunkard.

He said as he smiled red on his face.

Just a whoosh!

No one could see clearly how his hand was raised. Suddenly, a bottle of white wine about three meters away in front suddenly came into his hand, but the only thing he could see was a shadow flashing and disappearing!

Oh my God!

Who could have imagined that this old drunkard, who seemed to be simple to get up from the sofa, was so agile, so agile.

After the bottle of strong wine came to his hands, he reached out and twisted it gently, and the cap fell to the ground.

He raised his head and started drinking.

This old alcoholic drinker drinks like drinking water... A bottle of wine suddenly entered his stomach.

"Hey... this wine is not as good as my hot wine!"

The old alcoholic suddenly sighed and said, then looked at the wine gourd hanging in his waist with relief, and suddenly laughed and said, "It's still my own baby."

This old drunkard looked a little crazy. I don’t know if it was because of being drunk or because he was so crazy, but the indifferent man standing beside him didn’t say a word from beginning to end, as if he didn’t bother to talk to him.

"When will I do it?" Suddenly, a sentence finally came out of the chubby old drunkard.

The purple-clothed indifferent man standing next to him said coldly, "Soon."

"Yeah! It's good too..."

"I heard that the famous Dugu Xie and the shadow ghost servant have been born, right?" The old drunkard in front of him suddenly smiled strangely, and continued to look at the man in purple and asked.

"yes!"

"Wow!"

"Then there will be a good show now...hehe." The drunkard suddenly laughed strangely.
Chapter completed!