To be born as a sword slave and still have the opportunity to cultivate is already incredibly rare.,In the icy water, Lin Yun's delicate face was reflected. On her brow, there was a small purple rhombus mark.,Su Ziyao took out her handkerchief and wiped the sword from hilt to point. This action caused Lin Yun to frown slightly. The goodwill he had for the previous owner vanished completely.。