Wow!

The sword suddenly flew out of the house, piercing the nine heavens!

Even if Han Sanqian didn't do anything, he could still feel the passing of the sword and the plundering of the cold.

The extremely strong murderous intent and coldness told Han Sanqian that the Yingyue Sword was by no means ordinary.

"brush!"

In a blink of an eye, the long sword that broke through the nine heavens flew back in an instant, and then it was just in front of Han Sanqian.

Feeling the powerful breath from the sword, Han Sanqian was very excited.

He may not have really thought that it is himself who has repeatedly failed, but now he has forged such a perfect sword.

"Xiaobai, can you hear me?" Han Sanqian asked.

"I can hear it." Xiaobai responded lazily, and continued: "You are not too stupid, there was not a single mistake in the whole process, and the sword is finished well."

This was the first time Han Sanqian heard Xiaobai's praise after he met him.

"By the way, can I call you Xiao Baiyu from now on?" Han Sanqian asked, "Jian Ruyu, so I added a word."

"oh?"

"To be honest, I have a brother who is already called Xiaobai. In order to distinguish the two of you, so..." Han Sanqian said.

"Whatever, who cares?" it said disdainfully.

"good."

Han Sanqian nodded, and with a light lift in his hand, the Yingyue Sword flew directly into Han Sanqian's hand.

The next second, Han Sanqian slowly walked out of the wooden house with a sword in hand.

He glanced at the time and also at the jungle in the distance.

On those two sides, the fighting had basically stopped, and Han Sanqian knew very well that their trial was completely over.

Han Sanqian believed that they must have completed it perfectly.

Next, is his last step.

Try the sword.

However, Han Sanqian had his own plans for the sword test, and he wanted Su Yingxia to come in person.

Thinking of this, Han Sanqian returned to the small bamboo house.

Su Yingxia had just finished cooking, and her clothes were already a little messy during the battle, but she didn't care about it at all. The first thing she thought of was to cook for Han Sanqian.

Han Sanqian walked over from behind and hugged her gently: "Can't you leave these things to other people?"

"No." Su Yingxia smiled: "My husband's stuff, of course I have to do it myself. Are you done with your work?"

Han Sanqian nodded: "How do you cope with today's trial?"

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