A broadsword was placed on Yuan Ming's neck, the sword body was thick and murderous, and Yuan Ming's entire body was directly shortened.

"This senior, there is something to say. ”

Yuan Ming let go of the short sword in his hand and raised his two hands high.

"Hurry up and hand over all the spirit crystals. ”

After the short sword got out, it regained its previous liveliness, and pointed at Yuan Ming with a milky voice.

"Good, good. ”

Feeling the heaviness on his shoulders, Yuan Ming took out a golden spirit crystal card from the spirit bag and handed it over.

"I want a spirit crystal, a spirit crystal!" the short sword looked a little irritable.

"Good, good. Yuan Ming only felt that the weight on his body had increased by another degree, and his body was obviously a little shorter.

Yuan Ming groped around for a long time from the spirit bag, and took out dozens of intermediate-grade spirit crystals, which were all placed in the spirit crystal card, which were rarely used in ordinary times, and did not put a lot on his body.

The short sword jumped on the spirit crystal excitedly, absorbing the spiritual power inside.

The heavy sword on Yuan Ming's shoulder was removed, and he breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat on his head, and then had time to look at the surrounding situation.

Not far ahead, two men in sword suits were playing chess, and another person was lying on a bamboo chair swinging, drinking tea, and watching the two sides play.

There was also a woman, lying there, lying there and pretending to sleep.

After the heavy sword was removed from Yuan Ming's neck, he turned into a burly man, standing aside and watching his son eat, and no one paid attention to Yuan Ming.

This made Yuan Ming very embarrassed.

"Boy Yuanming, meet all the seniors. ”

No one paid attention to him, and they didn't even bother to lift their eyelids.

"My name is Lei Yi. The dagger looked up and said in a milky voice.

"Here's to you. Yuan Ming thought it was interesting, and took out a small stone from the Na Ling bag and handed it to the front of the short sword.

"Dark Stone!?" the big man's pupils shrank, staring at the black stone.

"Who are you?" This time it was not only the big man, but several other people also turned their heads to stare at Yuan Ming.

At that moment, Yuan Ming's hair flew, his scalp seemed to explode, and Xiao Yi flew out directly from Yuan Ming's I.

Yuan Ming tried to move. only to find that there was no way to move at all, as if several swords were nailed there at the same time.

"It's hundreds of thousands of years old, why are you still so angry. A hand behind the original name forcibly tore the space behind Yuan Ming and walked out of it.

"Are you?" The two people who were playing chess got up, and a man and a woman lying down also stood up, looking at the gray-haired old man in front of them in shock.

The old man had short silver hair, wore a black robe carved with ghosts, and looked at Yuan Ming with a kind face.

Yuan Ming saw that around this old man's body, there was also the same gray gas as him, but the old man's gray gas was much thicker than the one on his body.

The faces of those people changed drastically, and a sword halo surrounded them one after another. Dahan also divided a part of the thunder circle.

"Hello, Yuan Ming, my successor. Old man, my name is Gray. Gray and white reached out his hand to Yuan Ming in a friendly manner.

Yuan Ming tried to move himself, and sure enough, he could move, and reached out to hold the dry hand of the gray white, "Hello senior." ”

"Don't. ”

As soon as the big man over there reminded Yuan Ming, he saw that the hands of both sides were already holding together.

For a whole minute, the ninth floor was quiet and terrifying, no one made any sound, even Xiao Lei Yi was obedient and did not speak.

"Not even dead?"

"He also has ash on him1?"

As soon as these words came out, the big man took two steps back, stretched out his hand and pressed the short sword, as if he was hanging his pulse.

"Fortunately, it hasn't taken shape yet. Dahan breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, as if he remembered something, he took out a sword with a pitch-black body from the corner and threw it to Yuan Ming, "Hurry up and go." Don't let me see you again. ”

"Hey... Let's go. Gray sighed and walked down the ninth floor with Yuan Ming.

"Senpai. They??" Yuan Ming looked at the ninth layer behind him suspiciously.

"It's a long story, I'll explain it to you slowly when I have time in the future, this sword is what I asked you to find, the most suitable for you, the ghost sword.

There is no sword spirit in the sword, and I will be the sword spirit of this sword in the future. Gray leaped into the sword.

"Senpai?"

"Let's get out. ”

At this time, there were no other students in the Sword Picking Building, only Yuan Ming and the old man.

"Selected?" the old man slept too long during the day, but at this time, he was not so sleepy.

"Yes. Yuan Ming said.

"Can you show me the sword you chose?" the old man smiled at Yuan Ming.

"Naturally. Yuan Ming handed the ghost sword to the old man.

"This sword is a bit weird. The old man stroked the sword and said.

"The kid just felt that he had a better relationship with this sword, so he brought it out. Yuan Ming said.

"Once you've chosen it, you have to take good care of it. The old man handed the sword back to Yuan Ming.

"Definitely. Yuan Ming said.

"He smells of a reincarnation contract. A gray voice came out.

"I smell it too. After walking out of the sword picking building, Yuan Ming turned around and saw that the old man was dancing the sword in the moonlight, the swordsmanship was elegant, and among the people he had seen, only Feng Xiuzhu could compare with it.

Thinking of Feng Xiuzhu, Yuan Ming was silent.

At this time, it was getting late, and there were not many people on the road, so Yuan Ming walked slowly towards the assigned college dormitory.

I don't know if it's intentional or not, the location assigned to Yuan Ming is very remote, and it happens to be on the side of the mountain. However, Yuan Ming himself doesn't like to be noisy, so this just fits Yuan Ming's heart.

"Senior, can you come out to help me at any time now?" Yuan Ming sat on the side of the mountain, dangling his legs, lazily looking at the moon in the sky.

"The kid thought it was good, I just changed the boarding method. Ash sneered.

"Senior, why can someone else's ninety-nine cyclones form a sea of gas, I must have nine hundred and ninety-nine. Yuan Ming asked with a bitter face.

"If you can use multiple moons at the same time, which of the other priests can do it?" asked Gray White.

"Oh, too. Senior, are you from the Hell Prison?" asked Yuan Ming.

"Sort of. Ash didn't seem to know how to answer.

"Senior, what is this gray gas? Yuan Ming asked curiously, he had been distressed about this matter for a long time, but Gray kept saying that he would know about it later.

"It's death, a being that can affect the heavens," Gray replied after a slight silence.

"Why are those sword spirits on the ninth floor so scared when they see the death qi?"

"Because death qi can hasten their death and affect their luck. Gray said.

"So, is this the reason why I killed my parents, everyone?" said Yuan Ming's voice with a hint of sadness.

Ash didn't answer him, he didn't know how to answer.