Chapter 533

In the flowing light dance, the black and white table slowly separated, and the "Grala" machine sounded, and in the middle of the separated black and white table, something like an altar suddenly rose.

Then, a sword was inserted into it.

The two looked at each other with great joy, which must be Xuanyuan Sword, one of the four magic weapons.

"Wait!" Mo Fan wanted to go to get the sword, but was stopped by Xiao Yuening and said, "The legend is too shameless. Maybe there is any mechanism."

Mo Fan said, "That makes sense, but I don't want to be fooled by a computer."

Xiao Yuening didn't realize that this world really tossed them like a frightened bird.

"Okay, you can get it and be careful."

Mo Fan nodded and then stepped forward. In a few steps, he was already before the sword.

Reach out and draw your sword!

With a "sneer", he pulled out the long sword easily. At that time, the small tripod in Xiao Yue's arms was shining brightly.

Xiao Yuening took it out and said, "Yes! It's Xuanyuan Sword!"

Obviously, the handed down level has also passed, but the two of them are very safe and there is no more problems. Xiao Yuening stepped forward, took the Xuanyuan sword, and observed it carefully.

I saw Xuanyuan's sword golden body, with the sun, moon and stars on one side and mountains and rivers carved vegetation on the other side. On the one hand, the sword handle is a book on the art of farming and animal husbandry, and on the other hand, it is a book on the unified policy of the four seas. At this moment, I was felt by the Shennong Ding, and the golden light flashed all over my body, and I felt sacred when I looked at it.

"Sure enough, the sword!" Xiao Yuening sighed.

Mo Fan nodded. Although Xuanyuan Sword is also one of the top ten famous swords, Zhanlu and Chunjun are much inferior to it.

"After all, it is one of the top ten artifacts. In contrast, pure Jun is an ordinary thing." Xiao Yuening sighed that at this moment, she held Xuanyuan in one hand and Chunjun in the other. Under this bright golden light, the noble spirit of Chunjun seemed to be far worse.

"Take a look at your Zhanlu." Xiao Yue pulled the corner of Mo Fan's clothes.

"In such a comparison, I'm afraid... it's not good." Mo Fan said with some embarrassment.

"I know that you love swords. Don't you want to see the difference between the first-ranked sword and the second-ranked sword?" Xiao Yuening said and went to Mo Fan's sleeve to take out her sword.

Mo Fan shook his head helplessly and said, "I'm afraid of you. Here you are."

Xiao Yuening put away Chunjun and compared it with Xuanyuan and Zhanlu. After looking at it, she was quite disappointed to return Zhanluce to Mo Fan's hand.

"Take it, take it, compare it with Xuanyuan. Your Zhanlu is becoming more and more like a piece of dark wood. It's not comparable at all. It's still better than my pure Jun." Xiao Yuening said.

Mo Fan shook his head helplessly, stroked it gently, put away Zhan Lu, and said, "What are you going to do with this Xuanyuan sword?"

"What should I do?" Xiao Yuening turned around and asked.

"Do you bring it on your body?" Mo Fan said.

"Uh..." Xiao Yuening thought for a moment and said, "These two magic weapons are very important. Although you and I are not afraid of anyone in the world, it is inevitable that there will be a mistake. Let's take one by ourselves. Since the Shennong Ding is with me, you can take the Xuanyuan Sword first."

Mo Fan nodded, took the Xuanyuan sword, and the cuffs trembled. This divine object disappeared from his cuffs.

"This cuff hiding sword is the most practical skill we have learned." Looking at Mo Fan's behavior, Xiao Yuening said.

Mo Fan was stunned and then smiled and said, "That's right."

Then, the two looked at this piece of fluorescence and looked at each other.

"Go back."

......

Half an hour later, the two appeared in the tavern in Luoyang City.

"For good that the plot has not been completed, otherwise it will be too troublesome." Xiao Yuening took a sip of tea and said.

"Well, but it's strange that the historical plot has been broken, and there is no sound in the world." Mo Fan said.

"But it can be guessed. After all, this is a major event related to the connection of the four genres. Naturally, it needs to be covered up. After all, if foreigners know that we have broken the historical plot, won't it be a mess? At least the domestic interference force is about to move, which is definitely not a good thing for us to find magic weapons. Xiao Yue said.

"It's reasonable." Mo Fan agreed.

There is no word fairness between the country, and some are just the four words of intrigue, or the other four words, interests first.

"I said Mo Fan." Xiao Yuening suddenly said, "I feel you..."

"What do you feel?" Mo Fan took a mouthful of rice and fought with wisdom and strength in the sword mound, which was not a big consumption. As soon as the two came out of the plot, they came directly to eat.

"You are actually very enthusiastic about this kind of thing." Xiao Yuening said.

"What's the matter?" Mo Fan asked.

"It's a matter between countries. I feel that you are very serious, just like when you were in the Liberal Union." Xiao Yuening took another sip of tea.

"Why do you say that?"

"You will know that you are under so much pressure in the sword grave. If you don't care, can you be so nervous about this plot?" Xiao Yuening said as a matter of course.

"I admire it!" Mo Fan saluted with a fist.

"Oh, why are you so serious?" Xiao Yuening asked.

Mo Fan put down his job, frowned and thought for a while, and said, "I don't know. Maybe blood is calling me."

"The blood of yellow? You are not a dragon." Xiao Yuening said.

Mo Fan smiled and said, "Of course I'm not a dragon. The dragon is much more noble than me."

"What's noble or noble? Isn't he also evolved from a snake?" Xiao Yuening paused, then patted her forehead and quickly said, "It's wrong. You're talking about that dragon."

"Yes." Mo Fan nodded.

"Why did you get to the Dragon God? That's the Seven Saints. Can we compare?" Xiao Yuening said.

"Unfortunately, nothing under the world has inherited the blood of the Dragon God. What a pity." Mo Fan sighed.

"Isn't it your brother?" Xiao Yuening suddenly thought of something.

"Although I would like to say yes, he is not after all. His bloodline is not the Dragon God. Among the seven saints, except for the unknown successor of the mysterious lineage of the underworld, only the bloodline of the Dragon God has not been inherited. Mo Fan sighed again.

"Let's not talk about this. It's hard to break a historical plot. You actually sigh here and have bad luck." Xiao Yuening waved her hand and said.

"Well, let's not talk about it." After saying that, Mo Fan buried his head in the meal.

Xiao Yuening didn't seem to have any intention of talking. After drinking a few sips of tea, she put on a veil and looked out of the door.

At this time, a pigeon flew into the pub and stopped on Mo Fan's shoulder.

Mo Fan took it down and frowned immediately.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yuening immediately felt the change of Mo Fan.

"We are going back to the ancient tomb."

"What happened?" Xiao Yuening asked.

"This is a letter of request for help." Mo Fan raised his head and said seriously.