"I use the love of the third life, can I exchange you for the first life and ......"

I felt confined and couldn't move, not only that, but I seemed to be sticky and extremely uncomfortable.

The eyelids are very heavy, and even if you try your best to open them, you still can't.

He faintly felt that his arms were pulled up, and it seemed that there were chains entangled, and he knelt down, but his whole body was actually weak, because he was pulled by the chains, so that he would not fall, but this state was really uncomfortable.

The head is also chaotic, the consciousness is not clear, and the time seems to be half frozen in the hibiscus, and there is no change, and I don't know where to go.

"The host is greatly ......"

I vaguely heard the worried voice of the little scumbag, but he couldn't respond, and everything was restricted and Fang Jian lost his freedom.

The only thing that echoed in my ears was this sentence: "I use the love of three lifetimes, can I exchange you for a lifetime and ......"

In my head, the voice was magnetic, a little hoarse, even a little choked, and most importantly, it was a man's voice.

Fang couldn't remember when she heard it, and she didn't know why it kept echoing in her mind for a long time.

"Why did the host do this, so that he would be punished now......"

The tone of the little scum said as if he was quite aggrieved, but there was indeed worry in it, worried about Fang Jin.

Fang Hibiscus's consciousness was already in a semi-closed state, and then what the little scum said, Fang Hibiscus could no longer hear.

Empty time, empty space.

There seems to be no time, and no space.

It seems like this is forever.

In ancient times, the western continent was intertwined with luxury and poverty, magic and reality, comfort and pain, and there was fairness here, but it was the fairness of the superiors, and the low-ranking people had no rights or choices.

Here, people can be open, old-fashioned, free, or imprisoned.

Anything is possible here, or nothing can be achieved here.

You may suddenly soar one day, or you may do nothing in your life.

There are a lot of magical things here, all kinds of magical elements, there are kings or queens who sit on high positions, there are popes who stand on the high ground of faith, who look proud and compassionate, who look down on all beings, there are simple and terrible devout believers, and there are people who are struggling......

What else is here?

There are countless dangers, there are strange plagues, and ...... Evil infidels.

Being in such a world is a great opportunity for those who are strong inside, but it is also a great opportunity for those who are doing nothing, but it is nothing more than a catastrophe.

Because there is no stable environment for you to enjoy here, if you blindly want to be comfortable, then what awaits you is ...... Endless darkness.

There is no doubt that these are such times.

In this era, money is paramount, power is important, and strength is the foundation.

There are few places that can relieve the tension in the whole world, and when there is, it is in a very remote place.

"Uncle Burton, what is this!"

A little girl asked curiously, looking cute and playful, with golden hair dangling and adding something beautiful to her that did not suit her age.

"Ah, this. The old man with pale hair smiled and looked at what the child was pointing to, and his eyes were full of the warm light that only old people could have.

"Arelli, this is our patron saint. I remember that many years ago, there were always wild beasts here, the land was barren, and life was difficult, but since this sword fell from the sky and stuck on this big stone, we have been very stable here, and every year there is a good harvest, and life is much better than before. As he spoke, he stroked Arili's head with his big hand.

"Wow!" Errieli's eyes sparkled, and her gaze at the sword became very enthusiastic.

"Uncle Burton, can I touch it?" Erile looked at Burton, her little hand tugging at the corner of Raberton's coat, her eyes full of hope.

Burton didn't expect Irelli to have such an idea, looking at the small and cute Irile, he couldn't bear to refuse after all.

"Okay, but be careful, don't get cut by the blade. The vicissitudes of life touched the little girl's head.

"I'll take note, Uncle Burton. Nodding, his big smile pure and undisguised.

Arielly ran over happily, but she listened to her Uncle Burton and didn't run in any hurry.

Burton, who had sparse white hair, didn't think that a child could do anything, remembering that when this sword was first considered to be eternal divine power, there were many people in the village who wanted to pull out this sword for various reasons, but there was no one who could pull it off, but many people were injured.

He looked into the distance, and now it was dusk, and the brilliant yellow filled the sky, and even his rickety body was sprinkled with a warm light.

Squinted his eyes, felt the warm sunshine plainly, and warmed his body.

But suddenly the earth shook, and his feet became unstable, and he fell down.

"Uncle Burton......" The little girl was anxious, and her voice seemed very panicked.

Uncle is already so old, this fall can be done. However, Arili and her Burton Uncle are more than twenty meters apart, and Erilly, who is still a little girl, with her two little short legs, is it possible for Arili to dare to go over before Burton falls?

Burton didn't have such expectations, he just hoped that his old arms and legs could withstand this toss.

However, the truth does not seem to be what they expected.

"Uncle Burton!" It took all his strength to barely support Burton.

Burton's mind went a little blank, he thought he was going to fall.

He knew that he was leaning, and it seemed that he would fall in the next moment, but because of Erile's hard work, he finally didn't get hurt.

Finally standing still, Burton looked back, only to be shocked by what he saw.

Eryl gasped for breath, her forehead covered with sweat, and her face flushed, as if she was extremely tired.

But just supporting a weak old man with a somewhat rickety back is far from being tired like this.

Burton rubbed his dazed eyes and looked over again.

Only then did I see that Areli was holding a sword in her hand, which was pitch black and very familiar.

Hurriedly looked back at the place where the Excalibur was inserted, where was there any Excalibur on the large piece of stone.

What else is not clear about this?

It's just that the size of this sword seems to have changed, it used to be a pretty big sword, but now it is much smaller, and it is the most suitable size for little girls.

"My dear Arella, you ......"

Burton didn't know what to say, although he was old and dizzy, it didn't mean that he was old and dizzy, he didn't know anything, he couldn't see anything.

On the contrary, because he had seen a lot of things, and he naturally knew some things, Irelli couldn't run to him with his own strength, so he probably used this sword!

Burton can't be allowed to think too much, the earth is shaking, shaking to a degree that has not been seen in recent decades.

Another terrible thought surged in my mind, this earth shook, couldn't it be that this sword was also made!

"Areli," Burton immediately helped Arielly, but his tone was rarely serious, "Areli, put it back quickly." ”

Although Ireli was really frightened by this, she held the sword tightly with both hands, and there was a posture that she would not throw away the sword even if she lost her life.

"Erilei, dear Arielly, obedient. ”

Erile didn't react, and her stunned appearance seemed to have lost her soul.

Burton couldn't wait, the shaking was getting bigger and bigger, he didn't even dare to imagine if there would be such a shock in his own village, but the only thing he knew for sure was that if the shaking continued, then he and Eryl would most likely become the sinners of the village.

Burton pulled the sword out of Erilly's hand with rare force, and tried to stabilize his body, running towards the large rock where the sword had been inserted.

This is a steep slope, the ground is loose, and it rained a few days ago, if you walk slowly and cautiously, it is okay, once you are anxious, the danger factor will rise sharply.

Burton staggered over, but Areli, who was originally very cute and filial, did not react, lowered her head, looked at the empty palms, and lost her mind.

Although the process was thrilling, but fortunately, there was no danger, Burton panted and held the sword that was inserted in place, and barely no one fell on his own.

Burton was right, the shock was caused by the sword, and the shock stopped immediately when the sword was put back in place.

Burton looked very embarrassed by the dirt and the weeds he had picked up when he fell.

Looking back, the shock was so big just now, is Erilly okay?

But apparently, compared to Uncle Burton's mess, Erilly was clearly much better.

Standing quietly, barely stained by the shaking that she had changed this morning, she was looking down at her hands with a look on her face that Burton had never seen before.

How to say it, Aurili's little face is very good-looking, even if her face is expressionless, it will still look good, but Areli's current expression will not make people feel any pity at all, but will make people feel creepy.

After Burton regained a little strength, he hurried to Erile's side without hesitation.

"My dear Arella, you, are you alright?"

Burton's large, rough hand rested lightly on Erile's little face, trying to soften his voice, as if he was afraid of scaring the little girl who was not in a good state.

Ireli didn't respond for a long time, and just as Burton's worries were about to break through the apex, Ireli finally reacted.

Raising her head, she felt a pair of large rough hands trembling and gently caressing her face, and Erilly knew that she might have scared her only relative.

Immediately shook Uncle Burton's hand, and a sweet smile bloomed on his face, "Uncle Burton, I'm fine." ”

Perhaps because Arieli's smile was too sweet and healing, Burton never mentioned it, and the two seemed to have made an agreement that neither would mention it again.

Burton led Arielly away, the old and the young walked away, the warm twilight not only on their backs, but also on the sword, Arielly hurriedly glanced back at the sword, which seemed to indicate that the fate of this mysterious sword and them was far from over.