"Brother Yang, you must come to the Xicheng family to find me in the future, and I will do the best for the friendship of the landlord!"

Before Xicheng Xiushu left Beiming Villa, he invited Yang Zheng.

"Brother Xicheng, goodbye by fate!"

Yang Zheng only replied.

So, I watched Xicheng Xiushu leave, hoping that this guy would go back to the Xicheng family directly, so that he would not meet Lewa, the great beauty of the Western Regions.

Yang Zheng still likes the beauty of the Western Regions. After all, generally speaking, the beauty of the Western Regions is more domineering and manly than the women in the Central Plains...

On this day, Yang Zheng came out of the Evil Emperor's cave after practicing "Authentic Six Gods Art". As soon as he left the room, he heard Bei Mingxue's voice from outside.

"Yang Zheng, there is a woman who calls herself an envoy of the Heavenly Sword and wants to see you?"

Heavenly Sword Messenger?

How did they know that this son was in Beiming Mountain Villa?

Yang Zheng was slightly startled, swept out of the yard, and together with Bei Mingxue, soon arrived in the main hall of Beiming Villa.

"Old... son!"

As soon as he entered the hall, a woman stepped forward and saluted Yang Zheng with a sword.

This woman, Yang Zheng is no stranger, she is Xuan Ling, one of the two Heavenly Sword messengers who came to the Shenzhou Continent.

"Xuanling, why are you here?"

Yang Zheng opened his mouth.

Despite the doubts in his heart, the arrival of the Heavenly Sword Envoy just happened to clear up Bei Mingzheng's doubts and dispel Bei Mingzheng's doubts.

Look, my son is not lying, this son is a genuine Tianjian sect!

"At the order of the swordsman, give this thing to the son."

Spinning said, he took out something from his arms.

Yang Zheng took a closer look, and it turned out to be a delicate white jade carving. This carving happened to be in the shape of a sword, but it was not even the size of a little finger.

"This thing is..."

Yang Zheng took the white jade carving, and felt extremely warm and warm.

"Jianzun said, don't ask too much, the son will naturally understand in the future."

Spinning Road.

"Oh, so that's the case, will Xuanling follow me in the future?"

Yang Zheng smiled.

"Xuanling's mission has been completed, and I have to return to Jianshan to report to Jianzun that I can't accompany the son. Young master, Xuanling will leave now."

Xuan Ling said something, performed a salute with the sword, and swept away.

No one dared to stop Beiming Mountain Villa. After all, it was the envoy of the Heavenly Sword, and it was a giant-level force. If you wanted to provoke it, you had to consider whether it had that kind of strength.

"Heavenly Sword messengers can't be fake, Yang Zheng, you are indeed a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Well, today I will make the decision and marry Xue'er to you! From now on, you will be Xue'er's fiance!"

Bei Mingzheng laughed.

"Daddy!"

When Bei Mingxue heard this, her face blushed, she let out a coquettish anger, she glanced at Yang Zheng, and quickly lowered her head, her little daughter's mood was full of expression.

"Uh... well, I, Yang Zheng, are also very lucky to be able to marry Snow Maiden."

Yang Zheng replied.

"Okay, it's settled like this, choose a good day and auspicious day, and let you get married!"

Bei Ming stood up and said loudly.

"Congratulations, Daddy, for finding a good son-in-law!"

Beiming Lei pushed the boat smoothly, and also said with a smile.

Since Yang Zheng is a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, then there is no need to say anything about controlling Yang Zheng and squeezing Yang Zheng. With the relationship of Heavenly Sword Sect, Beiming Mountain Villa will naturally be able to stand.

At this moment, Yang Zheng's mind had already settled on the white jade carving sword.

...

night, blurred.

It was snowing heavily, and sandalwood was lit in the house.

Yang Zheng sat cross-legged on the couch, a beautiful woman was crawling in his arms, and was using the art of biting words.

"Well……"

The beauty suddenly raised her head, revealing a charming face, she glanced at it with anger, and buried her head again.

This beauty is Yan Ying.

On weekdays, he stayed in the Evil Emperor's Cave, but it was snowing and cold tonight, so Yang Zheng recruited the beauty from the Evil Emperor's Cave to warm the couch.

After all, a person's night is too deserted, not to mention, this Beiming Mountain Villa, except for the arsenal, is covered with snow and freezing cold.

"This thing actually has a scent of Ru, could it be that Xuanling has always kept it in his heart?"

Yang Zheng picked up the jade carving sword in his hand and smelled it. There was a faint smell of Ru, which made him unable to help but have some reverie. When I think about it, I will smile, it should be like that, otherwise there will be no such faint fragrance.

"Wenrun like jade, this word, I don't know who invented it, but it really is a good word."

Yang Zheng nodded secretly in his heart, and continued to look at the jade carving sword.

The shape of this jade carving sword is quite delicate. The shape of the sword is somewhat similar to that of the Heavenly Sword, but it is not the Heavenly Sword. It is very likely that it was the sword style of the ancestor of Tianjian. The entire jade carving sword is white and has no flaws. The string on which the jade carving sword is strung, I don't know what material it is made of, and it is extremely flexible.

Yang Zheng tried it and tried to crack it with a layer of internal force, but he was unscathed.

"Evil Emperor System, what's so special about this jade carving sword?"

Yang Zheng communicated with the Evil Emperor system.

"I haven't noticed anything special for now."

The Evil Emperor system responded.

Well, this thing won't be just an ordinary jade carving ornament, right?

Yang Zheng was a little disbelieving. He closed his eyes and sensed the jade-carved sword with his primordial spirit. This perception was exactly the same as the previous perception.

"Forget it, just treat this as a jade pendant. My son likes to use a knife, but doesn't like to use a sword. Even if it's a divine sword, I don't have much interest in using it."

Yang Zheng shook his head, just about to put away the jade carving sword.

The jade-carved sword swishes and turns into a white light, which penetrates into his eyebrows at once, and hovers directly above his mind the next moment, like a sword of heaven and earth monitoring, condescending, monitoring everything in Yang Zheng's mind.

And Yang Zheng also felt that his Primordial Spirit was vaguely the same as the jade carving sword, and the jade carving sword seemed to have his own soul.

interesting!

"Little thing, if you can understand me, just nod your head."

So, Yang Zheng used Yuanshen to try to communicate with the jade carving sword.

However, the jade carving sword did not respond, as if it was extremely cold and disdain to communicate with Yang Zheng.

"Humph!"

Yang Zheng snorted coldly, his Yuanshen moved, and a azure light shot out of his eyes, hitting the jade carving sword.

"Zheng!"

All I could hear was a sword cry, and the jade carving sword, which was not the size of a little finger, suddenly burst into ten thousand sword lights!

"Roar!"

It was also at this moment that with a dragon roar, the dragon seal of the Five Emperors flew out actively, turned into a five-clawed real dragon and rose into the sky, blocking the ten thousand sword light released by the jade carving sword!

"call!"

At the same time, Yang Zheng's body trembled, and the power of the Great Desolation erupted, all of which were given to Yan Ying!

"Son!"

The beauty who had been busy for a long time raised her head and glanced at Yang Zheng both ashamed and angrily. At this moment, this beauty's face really has an extremely evil beauty...