When it comes to stealing treasures, where to steal them?

Qian Xiao'an has already had two plans, one is to steal the treasure house, and the other is to steal the master......

Well, I'm going to talk about the task of the two of them, and Qian Xiaoan directly gave up the plan to go to the treasure house first.

The reason is very simple, the employer can not dare to fight this sect because of a sword, that sword is definitely not capable of the enemy, and the treasure house, even if you steal more, the life is gone, isn't it a big loss.

So I had to steal the head, well, this stealing the head, not stealing people, but stealing people's things, as I said before, the head of the sword.

So the goal is clear, and the goal is to move forward - the head of the dormitory.

It's hard to guess where the boss lives, but the biggest and most comfortable bedroom is right.

The moon was dark and the wind was high, and the shallow Xiao'an on the roof ran to three places, none of which were inhabited, and finally had some clues when it came to the fourth.

The room was occupied.

Qian Xiao'an directly turned around and glanced at Wang Xiaojin, who understood and went straight back and retreated into the darkness.

Qian Xiao'an has already learned to be obedient, and he is not going to use a magic this time, he has long felt that the last time he stole a book and was discovered by the big man, it was probably an element fluctuation, of course, it may be that the book pavilion made a move, who knows.

At this time, there were many mistakes to do, and Qian Xiaoan directly flipped in from the upstairs lightly, sliding down the wall, and the movement was very small and short.

This room is very strange, very large, but there is no light around it.

Xiao An could hear the breathing of only one person inside, which meant that there was not even a servant around.

Listening to the voice, he was not in a hurry or slow, and he was sure that the other party was not sleeping or just sleeping lightly.

Qian Xiaoan directly left his shoes in place, walked forward lightly, closed his eyes, and carefully perceived the surroundings, using intuition is enough.

After walking for a while, it was really smooth, not thrilling, no excitement at all, Qian Xiao'an easily walked to the inner hall, and then, perceiving the location of the Seven Killing Sword.

That is, the incomparably evil power, Qian Xiaoan did not perceive the sword, but sensed that there were countless evil thoughts not far away, and now he was only a little closer, and his heart was greatly affected.

He felt the power fluctuation in front of him, and then a boundless sea of blood appeared in front of his eyes.

Asa Xiaoan suddenly finds himself back in the home where he grew up, but there is no life around him, only countless corpses, and blood.

Qian Xiao'an stared at it, the blood stained the earth red, merged into a stream, flowed down from the front, and overflowed his ankles, and the corpses of the demonic beasts were piled together, and the bone joints protruded inch by inch, mutilated, and piled up into hills.

Still behind the mountain, there are countless people, densely packed, fighting with demonic beasts.

Anger, boundless anger spread through Asaka Xiaoan's mind. Killing, only killing can be liberated, this time, let me turn into an evil demon and kill all the people in the world, sin, the evil that is coming will be borne by me alone, if you want to hate, hate the injustice of this day.

As if he had lost his mind, he set off boundless hatred, he had no scruples, and rushed directly towards the sword, holding its hilt.

With this grip, boundless demonic qi poured back and merged into his body. Flowing to the limbs, purple lines immediately appeared visible to the naked eye, strange tattoos, from the hands, all the way to the face, but Qian Xiao'an suddenly sobered up, but his eyes were extremely dark, and then, the sword body trembled, and Qian Xiao'an's consciousness suddenly fell into another world.

When Qian Xiao'an entered the strange world, he didn't know that the head of the bed next to him had already sat on the bed and stared motionless, and at this time, with the trembling of the sword, the head suddenly lost his life and died, inexplicably and painlessly.

Darkness, deep darkness.

I don't know how long it took, but Qian Xiao'an woke up.

Gray mist, ash earth, ash trees, even stones are gray.

This is the first impression of Asa Xiaoan.

Am I dead? Is this the legendary underworld?

No, it can't be, he can't do it!

Qian Xiaoan shook his head vigorously, he always felt that he had been eroded by demonic qi for a long time, so that his consciousness was a little drowsy, but he was not afraid.

He always felt that no matter what kind of power he had, he would not be afraid of this power, even if it was magic, it could only be assimilated, and the moment he knew when he held the sword, he had seen that his magic power had become something else, but he could still easily mobilize it.

Magical power is to communicate the growth of elemental power through meditation, and it is intertwined with spiritual power, and magic and spiritual power coexist in the brain domain, and magic power affects the time, upper limit, and power of magic. Psychic power affects the precise control, speed, and power of the magic.

And the growth of spiritual power is naturally increased with the growth of magic power. Or by penance, experience, exercise. When Qian Xiaoan meditated, he was connected to the starry sky, which was his special talent, which resonated with heaven and earth, and the pure attributeless magic power was spiritual power, which could also be said to be the spirit of heaven and earth, so it was just that he was special, and others meditated only to enhance their magic power.

As for the matter of affecting consciousness, Yan Beihong, who used to be in front of him, had already stood in front of him and told him what it meant to be eternal.

Qian Xiaoan didn't hesitate for long, and strode forward, no matter where this was, just move forward.

After walking a few steps, I came to a small village.

Qian Xiao'an looked here, everything in this gray world is gray, and this village seems extremely backward and desolate, it is better to say that he is a village, but it is better to say that he is more like a temporary camp in ancient times.

There were still people in the camp, and Qian Xiao'an walked in.

Qian Xiaoan came to an old man, only to see the old man's expression dull and expressionless.

Qian Xiaoan looked at the other party carefully, and for a long time, the other party was motionless.

Qian Xiaoan directly stretched out his hand and poked the old man's face.

I saw that the old man suddenly came to life, and the whole person suddenly came alive and moved freely, and then faced Qian Xiao'an and spoke: "Dear adventurer, you are finally here, we have been trapped here for countless days and nights, our world has been ruled by demons, we need your help, defeat demons, and help us get free." ”

After finishing speaking, the old man walked back and forth a few times, stopped moving, and looked at Qian Xiao'an.

Qian Xiaoan didn't speak, stretched out his hand, and poked again......

I saw the old man move again, and after a few seconds: "Dear adventurer......"

It's exactly the same thing.

Qian Xiaoan pondered for two seconds, didn't poke again, and spoke directly: "Dear old man, what help do you need?"

I saw that the old man moved again as he was, and after a few seconds: "Dear adventurer, you are finally ......"

It was still exactly the same as before, and after finishing speaking, the old man walked a few more times, no longer moving, and looked at Qian Xiao'an.