After being plotted by Murong Ningyue, the Demon-Sealing Sword's soul suddenly cried: "Wow! You humans are so cunning! I'll stop doing it! I want to terminate the contract!"

Murong Ningyue didn't expect that the Demon-Feng Sword, which looked like an old man, would turn into this way. Although the Demon-Feng Sword cried miserably, why did Murong Ningyue feel so happy?

After the Demon Sword finally stopped crying, Murong Ningyue's tone became a little relieved and said, "You don't have to be so sad. I am not a bad person. As long as you don't show off in front of me, we can still live in peace!"

The Demon-Feng Sword seemed to have accepted his fate at this time, so he could only say to Murong Ningyue: "Then what do you want? Just tell me!"

"I don't want to do anything either. As long as you are obedient and help me fight, we will naturally be at peace. Besides, don't you take it as your responsibility to save the people of the world? The people I want to deal with are all evil people, and it's a good thing for you to help me deal with them."

The Demon-Feng Sword seemed to be moved by Murong Ningyue's words. Murong Ningyue struck while the iron was hot and went forward to hold the hilt of the Demon-Feng Sword.

The moment Murong Ningyue held the hilt of the sword, Murong Ningyue could feel the Demon-Feng Sword trembling, as if she wanted to break free from Murong Ningyue's hand. It seemed that the Demon-Feng Sword had not really accepted Murong Ningyue from the bottom of her heart.

However, Murong Ningyue did not let go because of this. Everything always requires a process, and this relationship can be slowly cultivated. No matter what he said, he would not let the Demon-Sealing Sword go.

Murong Ningyue quickly increased the power in her hands. At this time, the Demon-Feng Sword seemed to remember what Murong Ningyue said before, and the degree of resistance gradually decreased.

Murong Ningyue finally completely controlled the Demon-Feng Sword. Unable to feel a sense of relief in his heart, he grabbed the Demon-Feng Sword and slashed in the air twice. Although Murong Ningyue did not inject any spiritual power, Murong Ningyue had already vaguely felt that the air around him was cut off by the Demon-Feng Sword. This Demon-Feng Sword was indeed extremely sharp.

"Sister Lin'er, I really thank you this time. If I hadn't been for your help, I wouldn't have gotten this magic sword. We can go out now, right?"

Lin'er smiled and said, "Sister Murong, don't thank me. This is your own chance. After all, the Demon-Sealing Sword is an ancient mysterious weapon. If your own chance is not enough, it will be useless even if others help you. By the way, that old turtle said that I can pick something and take it away. Sister Murong, please help me see!"

When he heard what Lin'er said, Murong Ningyue felt warm. If Lin'er had something he liked, he would take it away directly. But now he was deliberately asking Murong Ningyue, and he clearly wanted to give this opportunity to Murong Ningyue. At that time, Lin'er would probably give the selected things to Murong Ningyue.

Thinking of this, Murong Ningyue couldn't help but smile and said, "Sister Lin'er, I'm satisfied with getting this magic sword. Sister Lin'er, you should choose something you like yourself!"

Murong Ningyue's words were not polite. Being able to obtain the Demon-Sealing Sword was indeed much beyond Murong Ningyue's psychological expectations.

Although there are many treasures in this treasure house, these things are nothing compared to the Demon-Sealing Sword. Murong Ningyue is not that kind of greedy person.
Chapter completed!