"Woo-"

The wind was howling, the sky was dark and oppressive, and from time to time blood-red lightning suddenly appeared, tearing the sky fiercely, making people tremble. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

As far as the eye can see, on the barren and vast land, a sword with different shapes but broken handles is scattered everywhere, densely packed and countless, at least tens of thousands.

The most shocking thing is that those swords are all at least the fourth order that has been listed as the top grade, and it is hard to find in the entire Cloud Wilderness, but here they are everywhere like rags.

In the middle of these swords there is a three-foot long sword that is pitch black and has mottled green spots, and the strangest thing is that the other swords are all stuck in the ground, but this black sword is the tip of the sword pointing straight to the sky, but the hilt is deeply sunk into the ground, it does not have the slightest sharpness that belongs to the sword, but people dare not despise it, just like ...... Under that ordinary and shabby appearance, there is a faint edge that can penetrate all things.

There was a faint movement underground, as if some amazing monster had been suppressed, and it was about to break through the ground in the next moment.

"Boom—"

The thunder roared overhead, this is the Jiuyan Silent Heavenly Thunder that all those who see in the cultivation realm retreat, full of power, before the Jindan period, the soul will melt if you touch it.

Even if the Yuan Infant is powerful, if he accidentally touches the Dao, it will take at least a few decades to heal the injury, and it will also be able to find the precious fifth-order healing herb Moonlight Grass.

It is precisely because its lethality is so great that the hope of healing is not affordable for everyone.

A red and purple Jiuyan Silent Sky Thunder with the thickness of an adult man's thigh roared down with a kind of overwhelming thunder and thunder, and slashed fiercely on the tip of the black sword, as the sword body meandered down, flowing down like mercury, and finally condensed on the hilt of the sword.

The next moment, a dull loud sound echoed between the heavens and the earth, like the yellow bell Dalu rang violently.

"Ka Ka Ka-" Starting from the hilt of the black sword, pieces of black flakes began to fall off the sword's body, and after a few breaths, the shiny sword body hidden in it was revealed.

The streamer hovered on the body of the sword, and on the body of the sword closest to the hilt, two words flickered faintly, vaguely recognizable.

Translucent.

"Qingqiu...... Qingqiu-"

The azure light yarn was blown in the air by the wind, dancing in a messy and beautiful arc, and a corner was lifted to reveal a large carved wooden bed, on which lay a person, who seemed to be dreaming of Zhou Gong.

The sound outside grew from far to near, and gradually reached the door.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and two people rushed in, along with the golden daylight that illuminated the room.

"Miss Cousin, because our young lady was injured a few days ago, the doctor told me to recuperate, what do you have to slow down and come again, okay?" The little girl in the back wearing a small green backpack was pulling the sleeve of a girl wearing a red gauze dress in front of her and begging bitterly.

"Oh, don't worry, Xiao Miao, I have great news to tell Qingqiu when I look for her, I promise that the wound won't hurt when she hears it! Don't worry~"

The girl who spoke smiled and pointed her finger on Xiao Miao's forehead, and the little girl immediately pouted aggrievedly, and after she finished speaking, she pushed Xiao Miao away, obviously a delicate girl, this push actually pushed Xiao Miao, who was almost the same height and size as her, out of the door seven or eight meters away!

She walked in happily again, and as soon as she lifted the light veil blocking the bed, she met a pair of beautiful and charming phoenix eyes, was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "Qingqiu, you have woken up? How is the wound? Is it a little better?"

As he spoke, his gaze had moved downward, looking at the girl's neck wrapped in white yarn, and his eyes were still a little worried.

Xiao Miao had already cautiously run in, and found that Ning Qingqiu had woken up, and was half-leaning on the bed looking at her with a faint light, her heart trembled, I don't know why, since a few days ago, when her own young lady was buying rune paper on the street, she was taken hostage by a prisoner who escaped from Ancheng, although she was finally rescued by the adult of Qinglongwei stationed in Ancheng, but she was still slightly injured under the prisoner's dog jumping off the wall, and she passed out in a panic, and after waking up, she ...... Xiao Miao knelt down, her voice a little unsteady: "Miss, I didn't stop Miss Biao, please punish the slave!"

"No, you can go down. Ning Qingqiu said softly.

Xiao Miao immediately retreated respectfully.

"I'm much better, what's the matter with you? The girl on the bed leaned back on the pillow behind her, probably because of the wound on her neck, and spoke in a light and hoarse voice.

As soon as Jiang Wanwan mentioned this, an extremely bright smile immediately appeared on her face, and she sat on the edge of the bed with an excited face: "Qingqiu, let me tell you, today I heard a shocking good news!"

"Qingyun Sect, you know, just half a month later, the Qingyun envoy will come to our Ancheng to recruit disciples!"

As she spoke, she couldn't help but get up and start walking around in front of the bed, a little too excited.

In fact, this is also very understandable, Qingyun Sect is one of the few sixth-order sects in Jeju, with an earth-shattering existence such as the Divine Transformation Grandmaster, as well as countless advanced secret book exercises, precious pills, and high-level desolate beasts......

Now he actually wants to go to the small city of Anseong to recruit disciples...... It's really good news.

This time, Jiang Wanwan was right.

Ning Qingqiu's eyes also lit up.

"Thank you for coming to tell me the news, now you can go back and prepare well, there is still half a month to go. Qingqiu said softly, because the wound had not healed, it was still a little difficult to speak.

Jiang Wanwan also saw this, and nodded: "Okay, I won't disturb you to rest, your injuries should be almost healed after half a month, and then we will go to participate in the Qingyun Sect's recruitment trial together!"

She nodded in agreement.

Jiang Wanwan left satisfied, leaving Ning Qingqiu alone in the room.

She looked out the window for a long time, her eyes were empty, and the wound was still a faint tingling, she raised her hand to touch the wound, only touched the thick gauze, and sighed softly.

She is Ning Qingqiu, but she is not her.

She is from the 21st century, and that day was just the most ordinary day, she went to wander the street to buy a birthday present for her brother, and when she passed by the museum, she subconsciously walked in, and in one of the most remote corners of the museum, she saw an old black sword, and then, the sword shot an extremely bright and sharp light.

And then ...... She smiled bitterly, and when she woke up, she became the sixth lady of the Ancheng Ning family, who was injured and fainted-Ning Qingqiu.

Exactly the same name as her.

And every day, she would have the dream she had just now, countless swords, like an annihilation scene...... It's like a sword tomb, a tomb that belongs to a sword.

The sword, she wouldn't be mistaken, was the one that had led her here—

Crime boss!