weiying（weiwuxian）Senior Sister, this is for you, don't let Jiang Cheng see it, I secretly baked it for you.
Wei Ying pulled Jiang Yinli to a place where there were few people, and stuffed the baked potatoes into her hand, still looking around.
Jiang Wanli narrowed his eyes with a smile and took the big potato. Looking at Wei Ying gently, he stroked his head with his free hand.
jiangyanli（shijie）Thank you A Xian, you are so nice.
weiying（weiwuxian）That is, Xian Xian is the best, I am not as naughty as Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng, who had just found this place, was about to explode with anger when he heard this. When did he become naughty? Could it be that he couldn't have done those things?
jiangcheng（jiangwanyin）Wei Wuxian......
weiying（weiwuxian）Ah, sister, help, Jiang Cheng bullied me.
The two of them staged the cat-and-mouse scene that they staged every day, but Jiang Cheng was completely defeated before, and this time the result has not yet come out. Some good disciples of Yun Meng are betting on who can't hold on to defeat first this time.
I don't know.
lurenjia(Junior Brother) Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, the Sect Master is looking for you to go to the sword room.
Hearing this, Wei Ying, who was running in front, suddenly stopped. Jiang Cheng was running too fast, and the two bumped into each other.
"Ah." A scream scared the birds off the tree.
The brothers and sisters who watched the show sighed and shook their heads. This time, the situation was really a misstep, and it was actually a loss for both sides?
Jiang Yinli hurriedly pulled up the two who fell to the ground and surrounded them to see where they were injured.
weiying（weiwuxian）Sister, I'm fine, I just fell, don't worry.
Wei Ying patted the dirt on her body and said with a smile as she leaned in front of Jiang Yanli.
Seeing this, Jiang Cheng was also afraid of losing the dust on his body, and his face looked indifferent.
Jiang Yinli's worries turned into a smile, and he looked at the two younger brothers and said gently:
jiangyanli（shijie）Well, don't make trouble, Dad is looking for you, let's go quickly, don't let him wait too long.
Wei Ying replied obediently, turned around and made a face at Jiang Cheng again, and the angry Jiang Cheng waved his fist at him.
jiangyanli（shijie）Alright alright, let's go.
jiangcheng（jiangwanyin）Snort! Wei Wuxian, you wait for me.
weiying（weiwuxian）I'm afraid of you, come on.
In this way, the two fought all the way to the door of the sword room. After that, the two stopped in a tacit understanding, sorted out their clothes and knocked on the door.
Jiang Fengmian stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back. Wei Ying and Jiang Cheng looked out along the window, only to realize that they could have a panoramic view of their stupidity just now.
Wei Ying stood carelessly, while Jiang Cheng was a little annoyed.
jiangcheng（jiangwanyin）Dad.
weiying（weiwuxian）Uncle Jiang, what are you looking for us for?
In fact, Wei Ying had already guessed that the sword room, as the name suggests, is the place to collect swords. In his previous life, he got his casual and Jiang Cheng's three poisons from here, but I don't know if anyone in this life will choose him?
jiangfengmianYou have all guessed it, I am here today to choose a sword for you, come with me.
Jiang Fengmian walked in front and led them into a secret passage that was opened at random.
Wei Ying looked at the familiar and unfamiliar arrangements around her, clenched her fists, and didn't even notice that her sharp nails were sinking into the flesh.
At the end of the secret passage is a sword tomb, in which are the swords collected by Lianhuawu for thousands of years.
Jiang Fengmian stopped at the entrance, turned around and said to them:
jiangfengmianAh Xian, Ah Cheng. Go in by yourself. Be careful, don't force it, just pull out the sword, then it's yours, go.
Wei Ying and Jiang Cheng solemnly saluted and walked into the hot sword tomb together.
After walking for a while, a fork in the road suddenly appeared in front, and the two stopped.
weiying（weiwuxian）Acheng, let's go separately, remember what Uncle Jiang said not to be forced.
jiangcheng（jiangwanyin）Got it, be careful and go.
Jiang Cheng walked into a fork in the road, Wei Ying took a deep look at him, and also walked into the fork on the other side.
Every passing sword radiated a shimmer, bringing a glimmer of light to the dark road.
Wei Ying walked quietly like this, and there was a desire in his heart to guide him to the deepest part of the sword tomb.
The more he went inside, the fewer swords became. He no longer remembered where he was back then, and now he hopes that the one who guides him is the sword.
The Sword Tomb had come to an end. Wei Ying stared at a place that she was reluctant to move away, and tears instantly wet her cheeks.
With trembling hands, he picked up an ordinary sword in the corner and pulled it out, which was his casually.
A tear hit the hilt of the sword, mixed with the blood stains that he didn't know when, and disappeared. Wei Ying, who was excited, didn't see the red light flashing by the sword body.
jiangcheng（jiangwanyin）Wei Wuxian, have you found it? so long.
It turned out that Jiang Cheng was impatient waiting outside, so he had to walk in to find him.
Wei Ying wiped away her tears, turned around and raised her sword to show him.
weiying（weiwuxian）Found it, how about you?
jiangcheng（jiangwanyin）Who am I? Must find. By the way, what's the name of your sword? I haven't figured it out yet.
Wei Ying pretended to think before saying:
weiying（weiwuxian）Whatever, my sword is called whatever, and I am alone.
Jiang Cheng curled his lips and turned his head to think about the name of his sword.
Come back to the first life, whatever is still there, Wei Ying is still there, and everyone is there.
