Standing on the top of the mountain, Shallow Xiao'an is savoring his breathing.

Suddenly, a crack appeared out of thin air behind his right side, and a slender hand came out from behind the crack, and then the other hand also came out, and then the crack grew bigger and bigger, and a bewitching-looking woman came out.

Qian Xiaoan stared at the woman in front of him blankly, his eyes were just level with the other party's chest, and Qian Xiaoan was a little stunned.

I saw the enchanting woman twisting step by step, her eyes looked bright and simple, and there was a little smile, I saw her slowly open her lips, but her voice was indescribably graceful and crisp: "Little friend, do you have a lot of question marks?"

Qian Xiaoan raised his eyes, and finally stopped looking at the other party, he looked at the enchanting woman's vivid big eyes suspiciously, and only spoke up after a long time: "Well, yes, it's a lot, aunt, can you explain it to me?"

The bewitching woman's face instantly turned red and black, her fists clenched, and she gritted her teeth: "You shout again!"

Qian Xiao'an opened her innocent eyes: "Auntie, aunt, aunt." ”

The bewitching woman looked angry and rushed towards Qianxiao'an, but when she got closer, she squatted directly on the ground, turned into a look of grievance, and cried out.

Qian Xiaoan shrugged his shoulders, he just saw the woman looking at him with a little strange eyes, as if there was a trace of affection, he wanted to ask something, but seeing that the woman didn't hit him, Qian Xiaoan stepped back and prepared to leave.

The woman suddenly stopped her movements and said bluntly: "I am your sword spirit." ”

Qian Xiaoan stopped instantly, he thought for a while and said, "I'm your father." ”

The woman snorted and laughed, and when it was over, her image collapsed.

Seeing her laughing, Qian Xiaoan immediately became more fearful, and said to the woman expressionlessly, "Let me out." ”

The woman opened her mouth, and said in her heart that you can go out now.

The sword spirit woman thought for a long time, and finally replied weakly: "I can't be the master of this, it's better like this, let's stay here first and slowly figure out a way." ”

Qian Xiaoan covered his head with a headache on his face, he finally didn't want to consume it anymore, and walked directly to the woman.

Qian Xiao'an walked over step by step, until he was very close to the woman before stopping, he bent down slightly, lowered his head, and asked softly, "Where is this?"

When the woman saw Qianxiao'an who was close at hand, she was instantly confused, and replied in a daze: "This is the world in the sword." ”

Qian Xiao'an slowly tilted his head and continued to ask softly, "Everyone who sees that sword will come here, how can I get out?"

The sword spirit woman replied a little strangely: "Don't you remember your previous swordsmanship, the last person in this world who came here was 10,000 years ago, and then he died." ”

Qian Xiaoan was puzzled: "Only if the swordsmanship is very high can you enter?

Woman: "Stupid." ”

Qian Xiao'an remained silent, and her tone became a little gentle: "Oh, then I can be regarded as passing the test, so let's go out?"

Hearing him say "we" the woman smiled, and even her eyes became crooked: "Well, okay, your soul body will return to its place the moment the source (demon king) returns, and you can wake up now by spreading out your current consciousness." ”

Hearing the "consciousness" here, Qian Xiaoan suddenly realized that he didn't really come to the sword, thinking of this, he closed his eyes, and then outside the sword, Qian Xiaoan opened his eyes directly.