Zuo Junmo and Luo Fengtang also agreed with Chen'er's guess.

"So, the owner of this tomb is the man who was in love with the empress. If I remember correctly, the Moye Sword and the Ganjiang Sword are a pair, male and female swords." Zuo Junmo continued to analyze.

"When we found this underwater tomb, if I remember correctly, we were crossing the stone pier above the underground river, Qing'er, your Moye sword moved strangely, right?" He asked again.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, raised the Moye Sword in her hand, and said: "Not only at that time, but also now and at this moment, it is not normal either. The ice-like blade is like a fire stick at this moment!"

Zuo Junmo and Luo Fengtang reached out and touched it, and it was true!

"The person buried in this tomb is probably the prince who was in love with the empress. Let's find the mechanism first. If we find the mechanism, we can naturally solve the mystery." Zuo Junmo said excitedly.

The four of them searched carefully again, almost like a carpet. Then, Chen'er accidentally stumbled on something under his feet, tilted his body to the side, and subconsciously pressed his hand somewhere on the wall.

There was a rumble under their feet, and the four of them quickly stepped aside.

In the middle of the originally empty tomb, a stone slab suddenly dented, revealing a piece of scarlet earth underneath, and a cyan sword hilt suspended half a meter away from the red earth.

The hilt of the sword is shrouded in green mist, ethereal and ethereal, which is really beautiful.

"What is this...? After searching for a long time without finding the coffin, you found a floating sword hilt?" Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but ask, her eyes and eyebrows full of doubts.

Everyone else was also confused.

"Deng Deng Deng!"

The Moye Sword in Yang Ruoqing's hand suddenly trembled, and the blade beat violently in the scabbard, as if it wanted to be unsheathed.

This made Yang Ruoqing suddenly flash a sentence in her mind: You restless little goblin!

At the same time, the green sword hilt made a "sizzling" sound.

A ray of silver light flashed past, like a silver snake winding up.

"No, this is not just a hilt, this is a sword. I have already felt its majestic sword energy!" Luo Fengtang said suddenly, his pupils suddenly contracting.

"Where is it? Why can't I see? Am I blind?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Her eyes were so wide open that she couldn't even see.

Oh my God, are these the emperor's new clothes? Anyone who doesn't see it is a fool?

"It's indeed a sword, I saw it too!" Chen'er also became excited.

Zuo Junmo also nodded, with surprise in his eyes: "It's incredible, there are transparent swords in this world? Could it be that this is the legendary ancient sword of generals?"

Gan Jiang didn't respond, but Mo Xie's sword couldn't wait to break through the shackles of the scabbard and fly out.

After it flew around the tomb, it landed steadily in front of the general. The silver light on the general's body was even brighter, and the majestic sword energy entangled the two swords together.

"It's so touching. The two of them are like two long-lost lovers, eh..."

Yang Ruoqing tilted her head, with a look of infatuation on her face, as if she had forgotten that this was a tomb.

Luo Fengtang came to her side at some point and raised his hand to gently hold her shoulders.

"Moye Sword has helped us confirm that the sword in front of us is the legendary Gan Jiang. The two male and female swords have finally reunited after hundreds of years. It's just a pity that the empress and the prince..." He didn't say any more.

Because he saw that the corners of Yang Ruoqing's eyes seemed to be wet. This silly girl...

"Qing'er is the current owner of Mo Xie's sword. Brother Fengtang, you are Qing'er's husband. Go and pull out the sword!" Zuo Junmo suddenly said.

Luo Fengtang glanced at Yang Ruoqing, and she nodded towards him.

Luo Fengtang then stepped forward and stretched out his hand towards the general.

He had obviously grasped the hilt of the sword and used all his strength, but the general was motionless, as if he had merged with the scarlet earth beneath him.

"Why is this happening? Tang Yazi, use Taizu's bloodline to pull it out with great force!" Yang Ruoqing shouted to him.

However, Luo Fengtang shook his head, let go and stepped back.

"I have a feeling that Go-getter does not belong to me. His master is someone else. A stubborn melon is not sweet, so you should respect its choice!" he said.

Although a little regretful, Yang Ruoqing felt that Luo Fengtang's words made sense.

The ancient sword has spirituality, can choose its own master, and has its own consciousness.

"Brother Zuo, go and try it!" Yang Ruoqing said again.

Zuo Junmo was stunned for a moment, then smiled a little embarrassedly and said: "I'll forget it, I'm used to using multiple crossbows..."

If he was not careful and pulled it out by luck, wouldn't it embarrass Qing'er and Feng Tang?

It's better not to pull it out, Zuo Junmo thought to himself.

Yang Ruoqing said, "Brother Zuo, don't push it away. There are only four of us coming in. Now that we have found a capable person, we have to give it a try. Chen'er and I will also give it a try later!"

Luo Fengtang also nodded.

Zuo Junmo had no choice but to have some eagerness to try and walked towards Gan Jiang step by step, holding his hand on the hilt of Gan Jiang's sword.

The result...is the same as Luo Fengtang!

He smiled a little awkwardly: "I was also disliked by the generals, Qing'er, it's your turn."

Yang Ruoqing just came here to join in the fun, Mo Xie already recognized her, and Gan Jiang definitely wouldn't.

Sure enough, the generals didn't care about her. Even when she held the generals in his arms, the generals groaned, as if they were condemning her.

Yang Ruoqing was so frightened that she quickly retracted her hand, "Chen'er, it's your turn!"

The first three people were all out of the picture, especially Luo Fengtang, who was a general and was married to Yang Ruoqing, and everyone was almost half-hearted.

Now that Chen'er came up, everyone thought it was just a formality and wouldn't be able to pull it out later. Everyone looked around to see if there were any other mechanisms, and then went out.

"boom!"

As soon as Chen'er's hand rested on the hilt of Gan Jiang's sword, Gan Jiang burst out of the red soil and fell directly into Chen'er's hand.

At this moment, an electric current seemed to flash across the transparent sword blade, and there was a faint sound of tigers roaring and dragons roaring.

"Ah? Chen'er pulled it out? Chen'er actually pulled it out?" Yang Ruoqing shouted in surprise, her voice so loud that the dome above her head shook.

Zuo Junmo and Luo Fengtang also looked shocked.

Chen'er held the Ganjiang Sword high in one hand and spread it out with the other hand. He smiled innocently and said, "Can I say that I actually pulled it out before I exerted any force?"

Luo Fengtang raised his hand and patted Chen'er on the shoulder: "It doesn't matter whether I exerted my strength or not. The main thing is that Ganjiang chose you. Hahaha, I never thought that my son would be the master of Ganjiang. That's great, that's great!"

With such a magical weapon, it is even more powerful for Chen'er!

Luo Fengtang had already made up his mind. When he went out, he would find an opportunity to persuade Chen'er to join the army as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!