Xiao Qing waited for a long time this time, but no matter how uneasy he was, there was nothing else he could do but wait.

Later, he was taken away.

He didn't know who had taken him.

Fear had been hovering in his heart, and when he reached a strange place, he was left behind.

Weapons are everywhere. Knives, swords, halberds, short swords, daggers, guns, etc., many small cleans have never been seen, let alone can be called.

The staggering size of this place, the mysterious suspended space, and the strange military weapons are all breathtaking.

Xiao Qing said in his heart, if the chivalrous man saw this, he must have been overjoyed and amazed, it was simply a treasure in his eyes.

After a while, someone else came, the same group of people who had taken him, and a few children as old as him came.

Most of those children were not as calm as him, and when they came here, they cried and shouted for their mothers, they were at a loss, they were shouting to go home, and they were scolding and making trouble...... The voice was a mess of voices, and it fell into the ears of the little clean.

And among these little teenagers, there was a teenager who was particularly calm, he noticed Xiao Clean, and Xiao Clean also saw him.

"Make a friend?" the boy held out his hand.

Xiao Qing struggled when he was caught, rubbed some blood marks on his palm, just stretched out his hand and quickly withdrew it to wipe it clean, and then stretched out his hand again in a panic.

"Good. ”

"What are you eating?" asked the little boy after getting acquainted.

Xiao Qing looked at the grapes in his hand and was a little surprised: "Grapes, haven't you seen them?" The little boy nodded.

It was newly picked by Xiao Qing when he was at home, and there was still one left after he ate it, so he gave it to the little boy. It's just that I don't know, I want to eat the grapes planted by my brother again in the future, and I don't know when and when.

He really thinks about the brother who planted grapes but didn't know how he got mud on it, the brother who plucked a reed leaf to blow the reed whistle when he had nothing to do, and the brother who was seriously injured and tossed blindly while crying out in pain.

The young man looked at him quietly, silently took the grape he had given, cast a spell on it, and placed it in a delicate box to keep it immortal. He pushed it to Xiao Clean and said, "I won't eat it." I've bookmarked it so you can check it out later if you miss where you used to be. ”

Xiao Qing was surprised: "You are a spell?" He had heard that the storyteller said that some people practiced spells. There are also some knights, but most of them are martial arts. So for Xiao Qing, it's too hard not to be excited to see the spell with his own eyes.

The young man smiled: "It's just one or two." ”

The group didn't know what they were bringing them for, so they waited and waited in this place, bringing food when they were hungry, water to drink when they were thirsty, and arranging their own rooms, as if they only needed to stay inside.

In short, you can't get out.

"What are you thinking?" asked the young man as he squatted next to him as he swayed his legs in a daze.

"I want to get out. Xiao Qing said, "I have an older brother, I don't know if he has come back." ”

The little boy looked at him with his cheeks raised: "Who doesn't want to go out, hey, don't you want your parents?"

"I'm an abandoned baby. "Small clean and very calm.

The boy groaned, as if thoughtful.

They had been here for many years, and they had just become adults, but they only knew that the place they had been living in was called the Casting Divine Realm. The Casting Tempering God Realm hides quite a lot of Treasure Warriors, that's all.

No matter how much there is, no one knows, and those who know will never be able to open their mouths.

The little boy was given a name by that group of people, called Xiangyi. And the little clean book is also nameless, and was given the name Shen Xi.

Shen Xi and Xiangyi both took off their immaturity at that time, and their clean and handsome faces both had a bit of youthful vitality.

One day, Shen Xi didn't see anyone he liked. He is the closest to Xiangyi on weekdays, and he has the most iron relationship, and because of Xiangyi's disappearance, he was inexplicably angry. He was slapped hard by those people, and he was almost beaten. The palm prints were clearly reflected on the face, and they were flushed.

Shen Xi could only endure it.

In fact, Shen Xi may not be more anxious than those in his heart, but he is anxious for fear that something will happen to Xiangyi.

Xiangyi has been missing for only half a day, and he has only been looking for Shen Xi for half a day, and those people called Shen Xi again.

Shen Xi swollen half of his face, wondering if the other half of his face would be lost.

Strangely enough, he was not afraid. Not only is he not afraid, but he also has the leisure to imagine that his face is swollen into a big bun.

"Would you like to become a sword spirit?" said one of the men, his voice deep and vicissitudes, and a little slurred.

Shen Xi barely understood, and was stunned for a moment, sword spirit?

"Do you choose to live or become a sword spirit?" the man added, "If you say that you want to become a sword spirit, we can teach you spells and train you to become a sword spirit." Child, you are in good health, but it's a pity to die. ”

Shen Xi felt strange in his heart, and felt that it was incomprehensible for these people to ask him to make such a choice.

Shen Xi was still unaware of the danger of becoming a sword spirit at this time. He had talked to Xiangyi about the sword spirit before, and Xiangyi just thought it was cool and powerful to be a sword spirit or something.

Shen Xi thought about it and couldn't figure it out. But he felt that he must live.

So he nodded.

The man smiled, "Okay." Your Highness, I also have a good explanation. ”

Your Highness?Shen Xi frowned.

In this way, he officially started the road of sword spirit training, but he felt that this seemed to be nothing special, he was taught spells by the masked man, and he also felt that there was a big difference compared to the imaginary sword spirit training or something. It's more like ...... Ordinary monks practice spells.

Day after day, year after year.

One day, when it was time for Shen Xi to get up early to train, he saw that the masked man who had taught him spells before had changed, and he didn't care, no matter what he did.

But behind the masked man, another person slowly walked in, and Shen Xi's eyes couldn't help but widen.

"You're laughing so badly!" "Hurt!" "I hope I'll be better!" "Little clean!" "Little clean, I'm going to do something!" "Little clean, look at the grapes your brother planted, they will definitely bear round fruits!" "Come on, come on, I'll blow you a reed leaf!"

Recalling the past, Shen Opera never forgets it.

I was stunned, and for a while, I forgot to breathe.

"This is the child I want to teach?" said the old man to the masked man, who nodded, "That's what His Highness meant." You are the best professor we have here. Your Highness asks you to teach Shen Xi, hoping to make him the best sword spirit. ”

"Good. He said.

Wrong.

Shen Xi frowned suddenly, and there was no surprise in his eyes. There was a cloud of doubt in his eyes.

Seeing this, Ganjiu said: "This person is not the one in Shen Xi's memory. ”

Bai Hua also nodded.

The person in Shen Xi's old memories is by no means like this in his eyes and tone, and he doesn't seem to pay attention to Shen Xi at all. And judging from his previous memories, the Walker would not let Shen Xi be a sword spirit at all, let alone train him. All kinds of strangeness, all kinds of doubts.

And the reaction of watching Shen Xi's expression, it is obvious that he has already understood.

Shen Xi looked at him quietly.

So, who are you?