บท 121: Blood-Robed Huang Ming

Seeing Xiao Jinghong's unusual behavior, Zhou Xuanji was curious. It was rare to see such an excited expression on his disciple's face.

　　"You found a sword?" Zhou Xuanji speculated.

　　Xiao Jinghong was called the Sword Noble because he loved swords.

　　Other than swords, he loved nothing else, to the extent that he even wanted to turn himself into a sword.

　　"Nope," Xiao Jinghong said with a mysterious smile, "Follow me!"

　　After that, he turned around and walked ahead, as though he was in a rush.

　　"Did this guy see some lady taking a bath? Such a hurry. Is he worried about missing it?"

　　The little black snake, with his face covered in dirt, mumbled.

　　Zhou Xuanji whistled, and Ah Big and Small Er swooped down.

　　The group followed Xiao Jinghong and were all curious about what Xiao Jinghong found.

　　After walking for a few hundred meters.