"Huh... illusion, illusion, if it was all like this, they would have all come over and divided me into equal parts. Xiahou Cenyi must have immediately sensed my position because of the connection between the skill and the sword of killing heart and evil. .”
Liu Yuan comforted himself, then took out the sword, and slid across the familiar long sword with a glance, feeling a sense of peace in his heart for a while.
"At least, the weapon is in hand."
Liu Yuan sighed, stroking the blade of the long sword with his fingers, and suddenly felt something was wrong.
He turned the blade over carefully, only to find that a sword inscription was engraved on it.
[Yuwuzhen Junxuan]
"..."
What did he say, Tianbao Pavilion is a bunch of collectors.
Liu Yuan stroked the line of sword inscriptions with his fingers, put the sword across his knees, equipped the card again, and explored the damaged sword spirit of the sword with his spiritual consciousness.
As soon as the consciousness enters it, there is only a dark and vague, with no end in sight.
If it is an ordinary person, it really won't work, but he has already tried it once, although in the game it is a game within a game - a lightning-like barrage shooting game.
In this space, there will be many remaining sword qi and souls under the sword constantly attacking.
Liu Yuan continued to walk forward in meditation, a trace of ominousness flashed in his heart.
It seemed a little different, the darkness was too quiet, without any disturbance.
But he went forward for a long time, at least he finally saw the light.
Liu Yuan was overjoyed, and then the smile froze on his face: "Huh?"
In the dark space of sword consciousness, a black-haired woman propped her chin in boredom, suddenly opened her eyes, red light flickered in the dark pupils, evoking a surly smile.
Although something seemed wrong, it was clearly the appearance of Xiahou Cenyi in his memory.
"Fuck!"
Liu Yuan's face changed suddenly, he was so frightened that he withdrew his consciousness suddenly, opened his eyes with a slam, and threw the sword in his hand to the ground with a clatter.
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ps: Recommend the book "The Correct Posture for Sick Girls"
Introduction: Hiroyuki Suzuki always thought that the so-called sick girls were fake, they were just characters in the game, until one day, a guy named System asked him to attack twelve sick girls, otherwise the world would be destroyed.
There are aggressive types, exclusive types, self-harm types, exclusion types, humorous types, entanglement types, killing types, and so on.
Suzuki Hiroyuki: Wait, why is my cute little sister in there
In this way, he had to embark on the road to save the world.
Well, by the way, I have to think about how to escape from those dangerous and delicate hands.
Chapter 127: Who's Competing
"..."
Liu Yuan was stunned for a while, staring at the peaceful sword on the ground.
The dark red patterns on the pitch-black long sword have all turned bright red, blood-like red, dazzling as if burning.
The problem seems to be a bit big.
"Isn't this a gift of a sword, it's even packed with people!!!!"
Liu Yuan stood up in an instant, growling in his heart with a distorted face.
"What the hell... are you plotting against me?!!!"
Liu Yuan stared at the long sword on the ground.
But the long sword didn't answer, and still stayed in place quietly.
"..."
The ferocious expression on Liu Yuan's face eased a little, and he waited for a while in a daze, only to see that the sword still didn't respond.
"... ah lah."
really not
Liu Yuan let go of his frozen position, walked over to pick up the sword, and looked up and down suspiciously. The surroundings were quiet, and there was really no follow-up.
"First of all... definitely not a hallucination."
Liu Yuan was sane and took a deep breath to calm down.
He was sure that the human figure was Xiahou Cenyi's appearance, this point was absolutely certain, but it looked a little different from Zhenjun Xingyi.
Her eyes were dark red and her expression was perverted. She was not like Xiahou Cenyi. Although she liked to mess around, she always followed the rules.
Most importantly, how could there be a real person inside the sword.
"It feels like... the breath of the sword spirit of this sword, but something is wrong. The sword spirit of this sword has long been broken, and it cannot be so complete. Xiahou Cenyi has a high probability of combining his own soul with this The remnant soul of the sword spirit inside was fused together, creating a relatively complete sword spirit."
Liu Yuan rubbed his temples and let out a breath.
His little heart, which was not scared, almost died suddenly on the spot...
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, let's go in and have a look and find out the situation." Liu Yuan struggled for a while, closed his eyes, and sank his consciousness into the sword body again.
Indistinct and indistinct...
As soon as he entered, he suddenly saw the woman's face close in front of him.
"Surprise." Xiahou Cenyi looked at him with a smile, put his five fingers together to form a knife, and stabbed towards his abdomen.
"!!!"
Liu Yuan was frightened back to reality again, and the sword fell to the ground again with a clang.
"..."
He looked at the sword on the ground blankly, his blood was stained on the sword, and his fingers still hurt a little.
Recognizing the master with blood... Is it necessary to be so scary
However, it seems that this should be the sword spirit... bound in the sword body, there is no way to come out, and it can only affect him when he enters.