“It’s still haunted in broad daylight!”

Xiao Chen winked at the little devil, but the little devil shook his head and said: "Master, I have never seen such a skull."

"Breaking into a private house? Do I have any powerful weapons?" The latter sentence was addressed to the little devil.

The little devil became excited, flapped its wings and slid on the ground, and soon stopped in front of a door.

Xiao Chen followed, and the little devil bumped his head, and the horn was inserted into the door. It seemed to be a verification, and there was a beep, and the door opened.

The little devil went in, but Xiaochen stopped in front of the open door.

Feeling the cold air inside the door, the rabbit ears on Xiaochen's head moved.

"Master, Destruction has been waiting for you."

Seeing that Xiao Chen didn't come in, the little devil walked around the door twice, a little anxious, really afraid that his master would suddenly regret it.

Xiaochen was a little panicked. He was very confused now, because entering would mean picking up the responsibility and power of the original owner.

He has witnessed the lives of Emperor Yuan, Ming Luo, Mo Chen, and Wang Xiaoyu, and has indirectly assumed some of their responsibilities.

But he didn't perform well. He always subconsciously missed those enemies of Emperor Yuan. He also didn't abide by Ming Luo's order of the Flower of the Other Side. Mo Chen turned into Mo Chen and became the first person to be promoted after being cursed on the cultivation path.

A creature in the fairy realm, but he also failed to fulfill his corresponding responsibilities.

Wang Xiaoyu's life was worthy of his conscience, but his appearance tarnished it, and he has not wiped away this black spot until now.

Now, he appears again.

Originally, he was just an ordinary little boy pursuing his dreams, but in the end, some big fish seemed to have exploded.

A cheap big house with a weird eighteen floors. How can a child live in a place like this? It’s a lie!

There was knocking on the big iron door again, and there was even a sound, which seemed to carry a sense of dissatisfaction and roar, and even a bit of greed and madness.

Gritting his teeth, Xiaochen walked in anyway.

Without strength, he would still be unable to protect himself.

He felt relieved after letting go of everything, but who could resist the responsibility he shouldered?

The dream traces back to the source, the tears in the blue clothes, the tall tower with white hair, and the infinite abyss.

Emperor Yuan can be unkind and unjust, sacrificing everything for the pursuit of transcendence.

But he can't!

Xiaochen walked in the door, the cold air penetrated into his body from the soles of his feet, as if there was an iceberg piled inside.

When he really walked in, Xiaochen's eyelids jumped wildly. It looked like there was an iceberg piled here.

This is not a room!

And it seems to be another world.

The iceberg is exquisite and clear, and there is a bloody sword in the iceberg.

The iceberg is huge, at least Xiaochen now needs to look up.

And the sword was also very long, almost running through the iceberg.

"Master, call Mieshi out quickly. I haven't seen him for a long time."

Xiaochen: "..." How did I scream? If I had known it, I would have recovered my memory. How can he do it now? It's a good idea!

"What are you doing here!?"

Xiaochen turned around and saw a young man sitting on a tree. The young man was dressed in black and had a sword scabbard with a complicated pattern around his waist.

At this moment, the handsome young man's face was full of disgust, and even a little impatient.

"I'll get the sword." Xiao Chen was very calm, someone was in trouble.

"You still have the nerve to ask for a sword. You are not welcome here. Leave quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

The young man in black brushed the scabbard at his waist with his slender fingers, a look of disdain appearing on his face.

"Ji Shi, why are you talking to the master! Apologize to the master quickly!"

Xiaochen's face was calm, but his heart was boiling. These were all weird names, and they were not of any standard at all.

"I apologize? Little fat pig, I advise you to leave this guy as soon as possible, otherwise you will be killed by him sooner or later."

Xiaochen: "Ji Shi, you seem to have a lot of opinions about me."

"Life after life, if we don't wipe your butt for you, you'd better... leave as soon as possible, I don't want to end up as a murderer."

Xiaochen: "..." Why do you still say you are addicted? Believe it or not, I will beat you to death!

Calm, I want to remain calm.

"Sorry, I'm not here to find you." After Xiaochen said that, he walked towards the iceberg. What he wanted was to destroy the world, not to save it.

He doesn't need to save the world, he wants to destroy the world, bah, he wants to get the World-Destroying Sword, not the Sheath of the World-Saving Sword.

When Ji Shi saw Xiao Chen ignoring him, he jumped in anger, but even so, he couldn't jump down from the tree and could only spin around in the tree. In the end, he could only watch the little boy go away.

The young man in black gritted his teeth and said coldly: "I'm too lazy to pay attention to you, anyway, brother Mushi will not be fooled by you again."

As he spoke, the boy in black lay down on the tree, seemingly up to his waist, and twitched in pain.

The little devil followed Xiao Chen and said firmly: "Master, I will not leave you, never, but master, can you not deduct my food?"

Xiaochen asked calmly: "What do you like to eat?"

"Meat."

"What meat?"

"Any kind of meat will do."

Xiaochen nodded and said: "Okay."

Little Devil: "Master, you are so good now."

Xiaochen: "I was not good before?"

The little devil suddenly became nervous and said immediately: "No, the master was very good before, but in order to control my weight, he didn't let me eat more."

"Are you getting bigger after eating?" Xiao Chen felt that if the little devil got bigger, it wouldn't be able to be wrapped in a bookcase.

"No, Master, I will not grow bigger again."

The little devil stretched out his paw and said three guarantees.

Xiao Chen stopped, and the little devil almost bumped into Xiao Chen. It stopped in a hurry and looked up.

The huge iceberg was so close in front of him that Xiao Chen couldn't feel the sword spirit at all, let alone the call of the sword spirit.

There are only two situations in this situation. One is that the sword spirit has been extinguished, but the result of this situation is that the sword loses control and the sword intention goes crazy.

Obviously, this situation does not match.

Then there is only the second situation, the sword spirit is sleeping.

"Is this the Destruction of the World?" Xiaochen pointed to the giant sword that was frozen in the sky.

"Yes." The little devil nodded.

"Then do you know what I called it before?" Xiaochen was very calm. He was a sword player, so he was naturally familiar with swords and knew how to wake up the sleeping sword spirit.

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There is constant incense in Shenjian Sect, and there are many scholars and believers who come here because of its fame.

In just a few hundred years, the Divine Sword Sect became famous far and wide, becoming the second largest sect here.

This day happened to be the day when believers worshiped the divine sword, so the ordinary disciples of the sect came to entertain the believers.

The disciples felt proud and proud when they saw the respect given to them by the believers.

In the past, they, like these believers, had to spend money to view the divine sword up close.

Now, they are with the Divine Sword every day. Although the distance is not as close as that of the inner disciples and core disciples, they are still much stronger than these believers.

At this moment, a child holding a ball rushed through the crowd and ran over.

"Kid, where are your adults? Why are you here alone?"

However, the child was still stopped by ordinary disciples. Zhang Sanhu was still very gentle. After all, he also had a younger brother of this age in his secular family, so he naturally felt close to him.

"I want to see Excalibur." The child's black eyes were sparkling, as if they contained everything in the universe, deep and bright.

"Do you have any spiritual stones?"

After saying that, Zhang Sanhu shook his head, how could such a young child have a spiritual stone?

After all, it is not easy to get the chance to understand the secrets of the Divine Sword. Back then, he had to pay a lot of spiritual stones to become an ordinary disciple.

"No." The clothes the child wore were very simple, even a little shabby, and even the rubber ball he held in his arms had several patches.

His appearance makes people feel shabby.

The child lowered his head, his hair covering his eyes. Zhang Sanhu vaguely saw the child's tears.
To be continued...