This is more in line with the tone of a holy sword with history, rather than a young girl.

"I can't understand..." Luo Lian found that with his IQ, he really couldn't understand such a complicated relationship as the Holy Sword said.

Finally, Luo Lian came to the conclusion that "Your circle is really messy."

"Then don't understand, anyway, your sister's father is a dangerous guy."

The Holy Sword concealed some facts, but suddenly he remembered something again.

"Speaking of this, the century-old God-Creation Festival seems to be about to begin again."

"Sheng Cult Sacrifice?"

Is it a New Year's festival similar to? But once a hundred years... it should be very grand.

"Well... the sacrifice to the God of Creation will be participated in by all countries in the world, even if your day is no exception. Also... this is also the best time for each country to show its strong strength."

"The last champion was Xingye?" If Luo Lian had calculated carefully, a hundred years ago, it happened to be when the reputation of the Holy Sword rose in this world.

"That's right." The Holy Sword's tone was filled with pride: "My master led the entire team to win the final victory..."

"Then... your master probably won't participate in this session, right?" Luo Lian had heard of the power of the Holy Sword Master's extra standard several times... It seemed that even the gods could not compete with it.

"That's a young man's game."

Luo Lian felt strange when he said the word "young man" from the young girl's mouth.

"Of course my master won't participate, but I'll probably go and go as a mentor to wander around for a few laps. But your sister will definitely participate."

"Well..." Luo Lian did not deny the idea of ​​the Holy Sword.

Because... the most direct way to make the whole world recognize the power of the sun today is probably to win the victory in the world's festivals with a crushing attitude?

With Luo Nai's strength, Luo Lian felt that in this world... there really are few people who can defeat it.

"So... there should be no suspense this time. Congratulations in advance." The Holy Sword pulled up the quilt to cover himself, closed his eyes and said.

"If your master doesn't attend..."

"Everyone said that my master is not the kind of person who pursues fame and fortune... She has no reason to participate in the second session... and she is so old." After saying this, Holy Sword covered her mouth and looked around and found that no one was relieved.

After all, girls will care about their age, and the Holy Sword should not say such taboo words.

But... only Luo Lian heard it best.

"Don't tell me the master of the words just now."

"Of course not." Luo Lian could understand the mood of the Holy Sword.

"So sleep..."

After saying so much, the Holy Sword felt a little sleepy, turned around and pulled up the quilt and closed his eyes directly.

After a day of trouble, Luo Lian was also exhausted. After closing his eyes, his sleepiness continued to surge.

However...just as the sound of sleeping breathing came from the room.

The painted black feathers suddenly fell gently in the room.

In the darkness, a camera quietly appeared.

"This time I can make a big news!"

Click...
Chapter completed!