C111 You Ying evolved

Silver light, You Ying's anger; Red light, Wind Thunder Palm's Roar.

The fiery red palm made of wind and thunder swallowed You Ying up. You Ying continuously peeled away in the dazzling light, and below the layer of metal was its glowing body — — The core, the core of the sword!

"Child, when the sword truly has a soul, it will no longer be tied to the shape that people give it. It will be able to change according to the changes in the outside world …" This was what the broken sword said to Chang Jing.

You Ying's light had already started to dim, it was as dim as the moonlight in the dark night - dim, but it was brighter than the sun. Xia Buleng saw something strange. He realized that the Wind Lightning Palm he was desperately using seemed to have disappeared — no, it did not disappear. It had only been absorbed by You Ying.

A sword that could absorb energy for its use!

Chang Jing's expression was still cool, but her heart was no longer calm. What was happening before his eyes was something he had never seen before. She didn't even think about it. At first, he was regretting that she had not acted too arrogantly, abandoning the magic that she was most adept in to make a "martial arts confrontation", but at this moment, he happily realised that she had not done anything wrong. You Ying had helped him to achieve her goal.

Instantly, Eternal …

As the light dimmed, what remained in front of the door were all sorts of pleasant surprise, unbelievable faces, and Xia Buleng who had fallen on his back. His eyes that were filled with grievance after dying, were filled with an incredible look of disbelief. )

"Still not getting out?" Chang Jing looked at the few people left in the Loyalty Hall and shouted, "Keep it, do you want to go in again or are you preparing to take revenge for your Clan Master?"

"amorous gongzi" 's heartless tone made these people think of the death god of hell. They hurriedly crawled up, trembling, and fled.

"Hopefully, I didn't do anything wrong …" Chang Jing thought sorrowfully as she looked at the mess on the ground. He took two steps forward and squatted in front of Xia Buleng's corpse, then slowly pushed his hands up to his eyes.

Just as Chang Jing wanted to take it back, she realized that You Ying was gone. There were no signs of it around. Chang Jing turned over his body hopefully, but she did not see the You Ying in her memories. In front of him was a light yellow transparent dragon bracelet that was curled up and drowsy, there was even a trace of blood on the dragon's mouth.

"A myriad of changes?" Chang Jing picked it up and put it on his right wrist, immediately feeling the huge Spiritual Energy bracelet on his wrist, "You won't become like this in the future, will you?"

Just as he was thinking, an old and slightly happy voice sounded out beside his ear, "Chang Jing, are you my grandson Chang Jing?"

"Grandfather, it's me …" "Greetings, Grandfather!" Chang Jing remembered that when she saw her elders in Wind Moon City, he had to kneel down in respect, thus she felt her knees go weak and kneeled straight down.

Long Tian immediately reached out to help him up. He kept saying that there was no need to, but he was feeling used to it! His own grandson had single-handedly taken care of everyone in Loyalty Hall who had come here to commit crimes. Not only that, his movements were actually so relaxed. Besides, his grandson was very filial and respectful to him. As soon as they met, he had already kneeled down. Of course he was too happy to keep his mouth shut.

"Grandfather, didn't I tell you and my dad to rest in the inner room first? Why are you out again?" Chang Jing supported Long Tian through the door and headed towards the hall. Before leaving, they couldn't help but look back at the "battlefield" that had been cleaned.

"Hur hur, I came out to see how my good grandson was going to take care of those bastards!" Long Tian laughed out loud, "Your father told me in the past what kind of magic you knew, I didn't believe it. Hehe, good grandson! "

"Looking at the situation, dad is doing pretty well here," Chang Jing thought, "Grandfather's family should have already forgiven their parents, hehe … I think dad's mouth isn't lacking oil! "

As soon as Chang Jing entered the courtyard, he felt a strong sense of "spring" — although it was summer — in the garden where flowers were competing with each other, and the butterfly dancing in the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers, causing him to feel refreshed!

"Grandfather, the environment here is really good!" Chang Jing sincerely praised.

"Hehe, your grandfather usually likes to mess around here when he's free. How about it, compared to that old fellow with the broken sword from the Jian Hun family, isn't that a lot better?"

Both of them were figures at the grandpa level, causing Chang Jing to feel extremely awkward.

"Hehe …" Has my grandfather's poison been cured? " Chang Jing changed the topic in a timely manner, "Do you need me to treat your injuries? But I don't know if my magic can cure you of the poison …"

"It's no trouble, those are just ordinary poisons. I've already sent someone to buy the antidote, after a while, everything will be fine."

In the guest room.

"Father," Chang Jing drooped her head and timidly said, "I killed Li Gute …"

Cheng Jian was startled, he frowned and asked, "What happened, when your mother and I came here, did you clash again?"

Thus, Chang Jing told her everything that had happened that day from the beginning to the end. Hearing that Li Gute was deliberately trying to harm Chang Jing, Cheng Jian was so angry that he almost burst with stars. At the same time, he was deeply worried about Chang Jing falling into the "hopeless gap" …

"You mean you inherited the consciousness of the Soulsword?" Cheng Jian asked.

"It can't be considered consciousness, it's just that its rich combat experience has been pasted into my brain. Oh, right, and also the fact that half of its Spiritual Energy was passed to You Ying. "

As he said that, he took You Ying who had transformed into a dragon bracelet on his wrist and handed him over.

"This is …" Cheng Jian opened his eyes wide, "How is this possible, the sword's vitality is even higher than a human's! How could this be possible … Your grandpa and grandpa's grandpa … All they ever sought in their lives was this sword in your hand — and they never succeeded! "

Cheng Jian stared at You Ying and muttered to himself, his eyes were filled with complicated emotions – This matter had too big of an impact on him, he never thought that his own son would be able to create such a perfect "sword" in less than a month, all he had planned was for him to first get a proper education from his father so as to lay a foundation for him in the future! What was even more hard for him to accept was that his modern ancestors' achievements were not even comparable to his own son, his own son who was not even twenty years of age!

"Could it be that sending him to the Wenteng Mage Academy for merely half a year allowed him to be reborn?" He thought to himself, "If he continues to develop in this manner, won't he become the number one person in the world very soon …"

"Dad, what are you thinking about?" Chang Jing looked at Cheng Jian who was in a daze and asked, "Where did my mom go? Since I returned from Faculty of Magic, I have not eaten a single meal cooked by her!"

"Hehe, your mom, your aunt, and cousin have all gone to burn incense with your grandma. She should be back in a few days." Cheng Jian said with a smile, at the same time, he was also lamenting in his heart that no matter what happened, the child in front of him was still his son after all.

"Isn't it very proud of him to be the father of the highest under the heavens?" He thought with a smile...