Chapter 3998 Thirty Thousand Years Ago: The Beginning of the Dream (5)

Du Jiu Sheng was stunned for a moment, and there was a tiny glimmer in his deep, ink-like eyes.

After a long while, he said coldly: "This is the first time I see someone who likes a sword. He doesn't look at the soul of the sword. Instead, he cares about whether it looks good or not."

Luo Qingchen frowned and quickly gave Yifeng a look!

No wonder this person has not attained enlightenment and become an immortal after many years of enlightenment. His emotional intelligence is so low, how could the immortal family like him?

Let alone a god!

Knowing that she was going to take the Sanqingshan exam, he actually described her as a person who 'judges the sword by appearance'!

This is obviously going to ruin her first impression in front of Du Jiu Sheng, okay?

This Jiu Sheng brother is obviously different from the previous one. Regardless of whether they had memories or not, she must have looked like her in their subconscious mind.

But the person in front of me is different. He doesn't...

Such Du Jiu Sheng made her not know how to approach him.

There is a feeling of being beyond reach.

"God misunderstood." Luo Qingchen blinked and explained: "I just feel that a sword must not only have a sword soul but also fit with me. Most of those swords are not suitable for me, so my sword control skills have always been inconsistent. None of them are very proficient.”

Du Jiusheng glanced at Yifeng, his eyes were still cold and indifferent, but he seemed to say: No one is as proficient in sword control as he is, and you are completely incompetent in sword control.

Of course, this sentence came from Luo Qingchen's own mind, and Du Jiu Sheng did not say it out loud.

He just nodded lightly and said coldly: "This is not far from Sanqing Mountain, and there is no place nearby. Do you want to go up the mountain at some time?"

"Back to the myth." Yifeng immediately replied: "Our master is the Xiaoyao Sanxian of the Ancient Ballad Wonderland, and there is a quota for recommending disciples to the mountain."

"You?" Du Jiu Sheng frowned slightly, but his cold eyes were completely calm.

"No, it's not." Yifeng hurriedly explained: "It's the junior sister, it's Qingchen."

The next second, a faint ripple seemed to appear in Du Jiusheng's unruffled eyes. His eyes fell lightly on Luo Qingchen and said, "Your name is Qingchen?"

For some reason, when Du Jiusheng asked her name, she felt inexplicably nervous.

It felt like a memory that had been sealed for thousands of years was about to be unsealed at this moment.

"Yes." Luo Qingchen took a deep breath, nodded suddenly, looked into his eyes and said, "My name is Luo Qingchen."

Silence, sudden silence.

The atmosphere around him became a little strange, but he couldn't tell why.

After a long time, Du Jiu Sheng slowly said, "Even if you have to go up the mountain, come with me."

!

Yifeng said hurriedly: "We are nobodies, so we won't bother going to God."

"Can you handle the sword by yourself?" Du Jiusheng said with thin lips and light teeth, and his deep eyes were as calm as a floating wave. "It should be easier if there are not two people."

At this moment, Luo Qingchen actually had not come to her senses yet.

Until Yifeng was a little stunned and responded: "Yes... if you are alone, it will be no problem."

In an instant, she suddenly turned her eyes and met Du Jiu Sheng's pale eyes. He also looked at her and said, "Then Qing Chen can share a sword with me."

"me?"

Luo Qingchen said that at this moment, her heart was beating like a deer.

He said calmly: "Yeah."

There are no unnecessary emotions or even unnecessary words.

It's just that a god wants to take an unknown little cultivator to Sanqing Mountain.