Leaving Tianyou Pharmaceutical and Health Care Company, the young genius beauty Kang Luoying sat in the front passenger seat, her beautiful eyes full of shock. Her mind was haunted by Shen Qiang's long, black blade.
The blade spirit was very beautiful.
But Kang Luoying didn't care; what truly stunned her was that her Qingyun Sword only returned to normal after Shen Qiang put the blade away.
This was horrifying. It meant that if Kang Luoying had to face Shen Qiang as an enemy, controlling her weapon would be difficult.
For a giant sword fighter like her, it was a disaster.
She stared blankly for a while, then said from the passenger seat, "What's its name?"
"Taiyin Youying."
Shen Qiang replied casually.
Kang Luoying hesitated and said, "Taiyin Youying, the name sounds odd. Why not give such a dominating blade a more formidable name?"
