Chapter 270 The Thief Who Stole Home

Xie Jiuniang walked towards the living room with her small hands crossed behind her back, murmured enigmatically as she walked, "Little Jianjian, you don't understand some things. Not to mention anything else, but just getting to see Qing Yi more often is a win. Once we leave the Central Region, we won't get to see him even if we want to."

"Shallow."

"So what if I'm shallow? Staring at you, an old broken sword, every day has made my eyes tired."

"Dog owner, how dare you scorn a sword as domineering and unique as me, unmatched in heaven and earth?"

"Pah, shameless."

While teasing the Sword Spirit, Xie Jiuniang continued toward the living room. "Oh oh, I almost forgot, where does a broken sword get the face to…"

Great, her words nearly ignited another bloodbath.

The Broken Sword had a fiery temper and flew out to beat up its owner!