1143: C1143 Hope

C1143 Hope

Under Pan Qianqian's astonished gaze, a red glow flashed on Ye Xiao's arm and the Qian Yuan sword appeared from within his body.

"Yes, Sword Spirit knows a little about this." Ye Xiao said.

"Uncle Jian?" Pan Qianqian looked at the Qian Yuan sword strangely, not understanding what this had to do with the Sword Spirit.

At this time, the figure of the Sword Spirit had also struggled free from the sword body, and landed beside the two of them.

"Uncle Jian, how can he use the Witch race's Inherited secret method? Although I am not certain, but I am afraid that the destruction of my Pan race is closely related to his death. " Pan Qianqian asked harshly.

The Sword Spirit helplessly patted her head, "Girl, don't worry. Although this Kid can use the Witch race's secret method, it has nothing to do with the Witch race. Even if there are some connections, they are still hostile. "

In Pan Qianqian's eyes, his words were clearly more trustworthy than Ye Xiao's. Hearing the Sword Spirit's guarantee, Pan Qianqian's expression instantly eased up.

If Ye Xiao was really from the Witch race, then it would be an enormous blow to her. The words that Ye Xiao had said earlier had unknowingly brought the relationship between the two of them closer by a lot. But if Ye Xiao became the enemy of the Pan race, then no matter what, both sides could only have one life and death. This was undoubtedly what Pan Qianqian didn't want to face the most.

"Then what happened?" Pan Qianqian continued to ask.

The Sword Spirit thought for a moment and then explained, "The specific matter is because my memories have yet to recover, so the things I know are not very clear. However, as you have seen, there are currently several bloodline seals on the sword body. Although I do not know how this seal came about, it undoubtedly came from the Witch race. Furthermore, you are a top almighty being from the Ancestral witch. "

"With the Master Sword's abilities, ordinary seals naturally wouldn't work. As a result, this seal used the painstaking efforts of a Ancestral witch Elder to seal it. As Ye Xiao levelled up, with his help, the seal on me started to unravel. But after he undid the seal, the Ancestral witch's blood and sweat were left in the body of the Kid. "

"As a result, I don't know if it's good or bad, but he instantly comprehended several kinds of inheritance power of the Witch race. Aside from the power of thunder and water, there was also an extremely strong vital force and the power of metal. According to my thinking, with every seal opened, he would be able to fuse a drop of blood into his body. At the same time, he would also be able to comprehend a technique of the almighty Witch race. "

"Well, that's how it happened."

"There's actually such a thing?" Pan Qianqian looked surprised, but that was not strange. The blood and sweat of a powerful cultivator must contain the imprint of his cultivation. Being able to comprehend this kind of power after being merged with Ye Xiao was something that was only natural.

"Does that mean the death of my Pan race must have something to do with my sect?" Suddenly, Pan Qianqian reacted. Since the Qian Yuan sword was sealed by this Witch race, then at least the fall of the Pan Gu would be directly related to the Witch race. Therefore, the death of the Pan race must be related to the Witch race.

"Qianqian!" Seeing the coldness in Pan Qianqian's eyes, Ye Xiao hurriedly said, "Regarding this matter, we still have to consider carefully. Even so, we can only continue to hide. The might of the Witch race is far beyond what the current us can hope to contend against. Unless there comes a day when we have enough strength, we cannot act rashly. "

Pan Qianqian nodded his head lightly, and said coldly: "I understand, I have been in the darkness for thousands of years, how can I not have this kind of patience? However, I'm afraid you have paid more attention to Witch race. "

Ye Xiao sighed and did not try to persuade her again. Pan Qianqian's heart was filled with the hatred of extermination. That hatred had suddenly found a breakthrough. How could it be so easy to cover it up?

"Girl, Pan race isn't dead yet. There's also you, me, and Kid Ye Xiao. The two of you are both talented, and as long as you do not give up, the glory of Pan race will once again appear. " The Sword Spirit looked at Pan Qianqian with a pained expression and said gently.

Pan Qianqian's expression slightly relaxed, and said softly: "Uncle Jian, don't worry, I won't give up."

"Girl, let me tell you some good news!" The Sword Spirit suddenly said to Pan Qianqian.

Ye Xiao and Pan Qianqian were startled, they looked towards the Sword Spirit and only heard the Sword Spirit laugh: "You said before, the Pan Nationality Survivors could only hide in an extremely desolate place. You can't even cultivate in peace, this point, it won't be long before this Kid will help you solve this problem. "

Ye Xiao was startled upon hearing this, but he was shocked instead. A moment later, Pan Qianqian excitedly pulled on Ye Xiao's palm and joyfully asked: "Is it true?"

To Pan Qianqian, the survival of these survivors who had been promoted to Pan race was indeed the matter that she was most concerned about. However, the Cosmos was too big, and there was no place for them. She did not know when a mysterious Ranker would appear again and cut off the last of the Pan race's blood.

Ye Xiao regained his senses, seeing Pan Qianqian who was endlessly throbbing, he laughed bitterly. At the same time, he secretly cursed the Sword Spirit in his heart, how could he have that kind of ability?

"Qianqian, this... "I ?" Ye Xiao stuttered, he really did not know how to reply. He didn't want to see her disappointed.

Pan Qianqian's expression darkened as she bit her lips lightly, "Ye Xiao, as long as you can do this, even if you want to become the master of a Pan race, I can promise you that." Pausing, Pan Qianqian clenched her teeth and said stutteringly: "Even ? I can agree to any request you make. "

Pan Qianqian's words made a slight ripple in his heart, but this little ripple was immediately wiped out by the sorrowful expression on her face.

"Sword Spirit, how can I do that!" Ye Xiao fiercely glared at the Sword Spirit and said while clenching his teeth. God knows, this Sword Spirit had set him up just to make Pan Qianqian happy.

The Sword Spirit looked at the two in front of him, as if he had succeeded in his prank, and laughed: "Kid, did you forget about sword space?"

Ye Xiao was startled, and then he remembered the words of the Sword Spirit a long time ago.2

According to the Sword Spirit, this sword space was a real and independent world. If it evolved to a certain degree, it would become an existence comparable to the real world. If they could really reach that step, they could easily accommodate the remnants of the Pan race.

Furthermore, this sword space was within his own body. As long as nothing happened to him, the people of the Pan race would be safe.

"Ugh ?" Qianqian, in the future, it is indeed possible for me to do this. " Ye Xiao scratched his head in embarrassment and said to Pan Qianqian. Furthermore, he told Pan Qianqian about the sword space.

Pan Qianqian was startled at first, but after that he cried with joy.

Originally, the people of the Pan race could only live on like this without any purpose. Now, he finally saw a glimmer of hope.

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