The old ghosts who died on it, their hoarse cries, and their scrambling to lie in my ear, tell their grievances and unwillingness.

It's just a momentary change. It's like the whole person has fallen into a sea of whispers. Everyone was whispering in my ear, I could catch a blurry byte or two, and I wanted to keep listening, but I couldn't get anything, a real word.

I shook my head violently, trying to pull myself out of the middle of the illusion that suddenly came up.

If I continue like this, I will only sink deeper and deeper and lose myself in the end.

Every ghost attached to that sword wanted to pull me to empathize, to make me feel deeply, the pain they had endured, and the torture they had endured over the years.

I can understand the resentment of their deaths, and if it were normal, I would gladly take them to the Netherworld.

I beg the priest to purify them and dissipate the anger of this sword, and now I am in danger.

I can't be as casual as before, these ghosts on the sword know my ability, so they take me as their salvation.

Or maybe they want to pull me into the water on their own. Be one of them.

As for which side is more in between, I don't know.

Now that the matter of the ancient sword has appeared, I must investigate them to the end, I have not heard of it until I was in the netherworld, and which ghost has found out the world, and now there are such powerful and strange swords.

Now that he has been met by me, then I have the obligation to deal with him well, so that he will not be exiled and bring disaster to the world.

Reading this guy, I obviously can't tell him about it, otherwise he may have to make some trouble for me at that time, and a person's heart is the most difficult to guess.

We were at a stalemate, silent for a while, in the spirit of not caring about anyone.

After not speaking for a long time, I was almost driven crazy by the silence, and I had to maintain my indifference while expending energy to deal with the sword. The ghosts and the aura that spread.

In a quiet state, I was so tired that I went crazy.

"If you want to talk to me, don't talk about anything else. It's okay to just talk!"

I finally couldn't help it, even if I didn't have face, this matter was in front of me, and I had to open my mouth to talk to him.

Because in a noisy environment, the ghosts and evil spirits on these swords will be relatively vigilant.

Once they are vigilant, their actions will become bad, and their actions will become slower, which means that they will be quiet.

Thank God, with my buckle, the strong sense of bewitchment in my heart just now suddenly alleviated a lot, and then I looked forward to reading it, he could understand my painstaking efforts and say a word or two to me.

The guy just glanced up at me with a smile on his lips, and then looked back at his book with a smug expression.

Yo, isn't this guy too owed?

"I won't talk to you as a soldier now, I'll talk to you as you think of me as you do!" I couldn't stand it anymore, and approached him at that time. A slap slammed it on his desk.

Yan Yue was reluctant to raise his head now, and a pair of narrow eyes looked at me fixedly: "Oh, then you can be regarded as acknowledging your identity?"

I realized that I was obviously being calculated again, and I didn't feel good in my heart, so I chose to leave again in anger and hatred.

Things have come to this point, and I can only be silent except to admit it.

After getting along for so long, I may be able to think of what kind of character Yan Yue is, maybe he is acting in front of me, but he doesn't look like that murderous big devil style.

I've been watching him for so long, even he knew who I was from the beginning.

But my intuition tells me that the words are completely different from the person they say they are, and as for what the difference is, I can't say for the time being.

Feeling! I'm judging by the word "feeling" right now.

Although this judgment is very likely to be wrong, and it is, the most outrageously wrong, if someone suddenly jumped out and told me that Yan Yue was a bloodthirsty devil, I don't think I would believe him.

Maybe he was not in front of me, but I seem to believe in him a little bit now.

Yan Yue's voice rang in the back of my head unhurriedly: "I didn't force you to say it. It's just that if you want to admit it, it's not impossible!"

When has it been, and you are still in the mood to laugh at me.

Since that's the case, then I'm definitely not as willing to admit it, I want this, obviously everyone knows, but I just don't tell the truth, in fact, as long as I'm not sure, I don't want to say that he shouldn't have that 10% certainty in his heart.

That kind of vague attitude is the most deceptive and confusing thing, and I have always been beaten to death if I would not admit that fact.

In fact, Yanyue will still self-reflect, did he guess wrong from the beginning?

Over the years, I have certainly not been in vain to be impermanent, but I have seen a lot of people's hearts, big and small.

I was a little puzzled: "Is that the thing about your Chenwang Mansion?"

King Chen nodded expressionlessly, and his palms unconsciously clenched into fists: "My King Chen's Mansion can still be tossed and fornicated by them to this extent, and I don't know ...... my imperial brother's side."

I hurriedly waved my hand and explained to him: "Your imperial brother should be fine over there, I see that the dragon qi above your palace is still there, and your imperial brother may be imprisoned by them at most." ”

This statement was repaid, and King Chen immediately clenched his fists and violently thought about hammering the stones next to him, and some of the small stones on it had some edges and corners.

It left a mottled scarlet stain of blood on his hands.

"Are you alright?" I looked at the blood stains on his hands with some concern, after all, those hands still have to go to the battlefield to draw a bow and shoot arrows, if the injury causes a disadvantage, it will not be good!

The corners of King Chen's mouth hooked up a faint smile: "Xiaobai, are you concerned about me?"

I was immediately silenced, thinking that if you came to me to talk about all this, I would not have to, but if you were to talk to me about business, then I would probably be able to sit down and talk to you.

Xu didn't respond to me for a long time, and King Chen was not angry, he shook his head as if laughing at himself: "When I left the imperial city before, I left a lot of eyeliner and spies inside.

At first, those people had new information and news reported every day, but I don't know what's going on, since Xiaobai you returned to the imperial city that day, there has been very little news from below!"

I was so shocked that I almost jumped up in anger: "You doubt us?"

I really didn't expect that Ye Xun and I would be working hard to help King Chen and save the people in this imperial city.

But after all, I still haven't been able to win the suspicion of the superior, thinking about this, I am the one who should laugh at myself the most.

Seeing my appearance, King Chen felt that something was wrong at the moment, so he immediately stood up and explained: "That's not the case, Xiaobai, you listen to my explanation!"