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"Run, Run......"

"The farther away you run, the better...... Don't look back......"

Boundless darkness.

In the darkness, a female voice sounded hurriedly, as if calling in her ear, with a wisp of sharp distortion that was caused by the high pitch, tearing her heart.

This cry has always been hidden deep in my heart and can never be forgotten.

Suddenly, a light appeared, as if the darkness that could not be dissolved had been pierced.

The opening grew larger and brighter, and gradually condensed into a beam of light. In the reflection of the light, a huge shadow loomed.

The shadow is huge and incomparable, like a demon god who opens the world, with two horns on his head, and spikes on his body, which is very powerful. Even if you can't see the specific shape clearly, there is a violent domineering spirit in an instant:

Brutality, killing, ruining!

A variety of strong and ruthless auras are entangled and fused, like a hurricane that wants to tear people to pieces.

"Ahh

Liang Qiufeng exclaimed in shock, his eyes opened, and he sat up with a "whew": it turned out to be Nan Ke's dream. His back was wet, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

This nightmare again......

Sitting quietly on the bed, a circle of waves in his heart, a blood-colored scene that had long been solidified appeared in his mind, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and the breath of sorrow and indignation washed like a tide, reminding him all the time:

There are some things, even if you will die, you must go back and do it.

Certain!

Looking up at the sky from the open window, I saw that the eastern sky was white, and it would soon be dawn. He couldn't help but tighten his face, and quickly got up to get dressed and washed. Picking up the cold water from the old porcelain basin and throwing it on his face, he was suddenly so excited that he shivered all over his body and became energetic. Then he picked up the long-tailed broom resting on the back of the door, and picked up a large bamboo basket.

Large baskets fluttered behind him, and some faded wide coarse cloth shirts covered his body, which was quite ill-fitting, and his body seemed to be even thinner.

"Babbling" sounded, pushed open the simple door, greeted the morning light in the east, and a new day's work began.

……

Liang Qiufeng is eighteen years old this year, and he works as a handyman in the Zhongnan Sword Mansion in the southern part of the Wasteland.

The world is vast and vast, divided into nine continents, and the wasteland is one of them, also known as the "abandoned continent". The geography is precipitous, barren and remote, except for a few scattered counties, most of the places are mostly poor mountains and bad waters, and there are not many places where people live.

In the south, at the top of Zhongnan Mountain, the Zhongnan Sword Mansion, which was once one of the top ten sword mansions in the world, is located here.

The sword mansion is divided into the outer mansion and the inner mansion, and Liang Qiufeng is the miscellaneous servant of the outer mansion. Every day's work is to sweep the floor, wipe the walls, doors and windows, etc.

This job was obtained by him with great difficulty.

Liang Qiufeng has been displaced since he was a child, and he has suffered almost more than he has eaten rice. For a long time, many people thought that he would not live to adulthood. But eighteen years have passed, Liang Qiufeng is like an indomitable weed, and he has survived. Because of lack of nutrition, he looks thin, as if a gust of wind can blow him down, but he has only a pair of eyes, bright spirit, and some unmatched agility.

The morning light was faint, the chill was bleak, and several other handymen also got up, took control of their tools, and began to perform their duties.

The sword government is very strict, and there is no room for "dirty mess" and other situations, once discovered, the errand workers will not only be deducted from their wages, but will also be directly expelled from the mansion and never be used again.

Liang Qiufeng doesn't want to lose this hard-won job, so his work attitude is conscientious and meticulous every day. Only in his spare time, he would secretly glance at the disciples of the Sword Mansion who were passing by, and his eyes flashed with envy.

If one day, I can be accepted as a disciple by the Sword Mansion, how good it would be......

But such thoughts are destined to be wishful thinking.

The Zhongnan Sword Mansion recruits disciples, and it has its own set of strict and abnormal procedures, first of all, the entry threshold of the third stage of the strength is not a qualification that Liang Qiufeng can have.

One day at dinner, Liang Qiufeng said that he had leaked his mouth, and when the miscellaneous workers knew about his dream, they immediately caused laughter, and the laughter was full of mockery and ridicule.

Isn't it? A gray sparrow dares to fantasize about being a phoenix, and it is a ridiculous and funny thing to be.

In the midst of laughter, Liang Qiufeng became silent, eating silently, and swore in his heart: From now on, he will never reveal his true thoughts to others lightly.

He didn't even think about it because of this: "At least I dare to think about it, if I don't even dare to think about it, what is the difference between it and a stinky salted fish?"

The bumpy young experience made Liang Qiufeng precocious, assertive, and not lightly influenced by others.

When the last corner of the area was cleaned and it was already dawn, because of the winter, the climate was cold, the north wind was blowing, and the sky looked a little dark.

"Bell, bell!"

As always, three melodious and moving bells came out of the inner mansion one after another, and when I heard it in my ears, it was as if I heard the morning bell and dusk drum, and my spirit felt refreshing and pleasant.

This is the sound of the sword training bell!

In the Zhongnan Sword Mansion, the sword bell has a long history, which was set up by the patriarch of the Kaifu and hung on an old pine tree in front of the gate of the Inner House. Every day at dawn, a special person rings this bell, indicating that the plan of the day lies in the morning, and all the disciples of the Sword Mansion will get up and practice the sword diligently.

This bell body is an excellent auxiliary treasure, its sound is peaceful and melodious, can penetrate people's hearts, has the special effect of lifting qi and awakening the mind, let people listen to it, the spirit is uplifted.

As soon as the bell rang, regardless of the inner and outer mansions, a group of disciples rushed to the sword arena to start a new day of cultivation.

It's a pity that with Liang Qiufeng's status, he is not even qualified to enter the sword field.

Since I can't learn the sword, I have to listen to the sound of the sword practice bell on time at this time every day, and I have an expedient addiction.

"Buzz ......"

The aftermath of the bell lingered, echoing in the ears, lingering, inexplicably a little strange.

Laugh at!

A little sword suddenly sprouted in his mind, and at a glance, it faintly echoed the rhyme of the bell, showing a sense of sharpness that could not be stopped. It just flashed too quickly, and just when I tried to look closely, it disappeared in an instant, like water dripping into the sea, and it was difficult to find it again.

Hey, strange, how can I have distracting thoughts when I listen to this bell today? Could it be that I am so absorbed in listening to it that I have hallucinations?

He served as a handyman for three years, three hundred and sixty-five days a year, and every day he listened to the bells of the sword training bell. All along, there has been no difference, but listening to the bell today, a little sharp sword flashed in my mind, and I couldn't help but be surprised.

"Liang Qiufeng, what are you doing in a daze!"

A cry came from Deacon Luo. He is over the age of six, his figure has long been fat, his big belly is bloated and bulging, and he looks like a fat duck. His voice, like a duck, was unusually loud.

"I've seen Deacon Law. ”

is not afraid of the county officials, but is afraid of the current management, Liang Qiufeng knows the other party's temperament, he is a typical villain, he is used to acting as a prestige, and he can't afford to offend.

Deacon Luo raised his head high, put his hands behind his back, and admonished with a straight face: "Liang Qiufeng, the day after tomorrow is the big day of the Sword Mansion, you give the deacon elf some points." In the eyes of the bones, if there is a business trip, it's not just as simple as getting out, do you understand?"

"Understood. ”

Liang Qiufeng's answer was very crisp.

Deacon Luo then left with a figure of eight steps to supervise and reprimand the other miscellaneous servants. It seems that if he does not do this every day, he cannot highlight his status and majesty as a miscellaneous deacon of the foreign government.

Regarding the "big day" mentioned by the other party, he had already been instructed a few days earlier, so Liang Qiufeng knew that the day after tomorrow was the annual "Sword Lecture Hall" of Zhongnan Sword Mansion, and there would be elders who would personally teach at that time, explain the mysteries of swordsmanship, and put forward sword questions, which is very rare.

But once a year, only once, each time lasts for three days.

Every time, the disciples who listen to the lecture will gain something to some extent. If by chance, you can solve the sword question listed by the elder and obtain the inheritance of the idea, it will be simply a creation. Strength can soar and rise to new heights.

As a sword mansion with a long history and a glorious past, the Zhongnan Sword Mansion has a good heritage, and there are many sword inscriptions stored in the treasure house. Among them, there are many Xuan Ranks, and even Ground Rank inheritance. It is rumored that there is even a Heavenly Rank Sword Question with a history of more than a thousand years.

It's just a rumor, in fact, what this sword title looks like, and where it is kept, has always been a mystery.

Many people suspect that this rumor is false.

A hundred years ago, the Zhongnan Sword Mansion experienced a catastrophe that was almost wiped out, and its vitality was greatly damaged, and it has not yet taken a breath.

The lack of green and yellow, coupled with the constraints of the entire wasteland environment, its gradual decline has become a natural thing, and the glory aura of the Ten Sword Mansions has long been lost, and its status and reputation have plummeted. Even in the world-renowned Sword Mansion Competition, no disciple has been able to qualify for the competition for several sessions.

Not to mention, just a low-grade sword question listed by the elders in the Sword Hall in the past three years, none of the disciples of the younger generation can comprehend and obtain the inheritance.

Bleak to the point.

No wonder the four elders in the Sword Mansion looked gloomily at each other, lamenting that one generation was not as good as the next.

However, these have nothing to do with Liang Qiufeng. Even if he had insight into the situation of the Sword Mansion, even if he took 10,000 steps back, it would not be the turn of a sweeping handyman to worry about it.

"Hey!"

Liang Qiufeng sneered, and when he saw that Deacon Luo had walked away, he quickly closed his eyes and meditated again, to see if he could reproduce the sword light in his mind.

Nothing was found.

After a long time and still finding nothing, he finally gave up, thinking that he must have hallucinated while listening to the bells.

When disillusioned, it bursts like a blister.

Thinking that it was almost time for breakfast, he took a step and walked towards the small cafeteria.

Today is exactly fifteen, which is the best day for food every month, and according to the usual practice, I can finally receive Lingmi again.

Thinking of the delicious Lingmi, the corners of Liang Qiufeng's mouth couldn't help but show a smile, just like a ray of sunshine that suddenly appeared in the dark sky above his head, and it was as brilliant as a flower in an instant.