"Hey, haven't you heard, the little master killed his mother in order to forge a sword."

"Shh......h Don't talk nonsense, we just need to know about it. ”

"I also heard that a male disciple practiced sword with her a few days ago, and was seriously injured as a result!"

"Wouldn't you, be so angry?"

"So, no one dares to approach her now......"

Liu Qianhuan sat on the steps, the sunlight shining on her indifferent little face, looking extremely cold.

She and Bing Hongjian have the same heart, and their hearing is also extremely thorough.

The whispered conversation between the two disciples in the distance, she naturally heard it clearly.

But she didn't get angry, just sat quietly, because she felt that the men were right.

She also has no friends, and looking back on the past times, it seems that she was only accompanied by her mother from beginning to end.

Her mother was her only friend, and now, she killed her.

The male disciple accompanied her to practice swords out of kindness, and she practiced according to the standard of fighting against her mother, but accidentally hit the male disciple hard......

"Mom, except for making more friends, I have done everything you have to say. I practice swords for four hours a day, I am not proud, I am low-key, I don't fight my father, I don't show off my wealth, I don't pick ...... food."

"Phantom is still passing, right?"

The girl looked up blankly at the blue sky, wanting to see something, wanting to hear a response, but she was answered by an autumn breeze and silence.

Five years later.

Liu Qianhuan is fifteen years old, with long black hair draped over her slender waist, a slender posture, a beautiful face, but cold and arrogant, and has become a well-known iceberg beauty in the sect.

She still has no friends.

It's not that no one approaches her, to be honest, a woman of her appearance, no matter how cold her personality is, there are people who are willing to try to communicate with her, not to mention that Liu Mingxuan also secretly encourages other young disciples to communicate with her.

But all this did not work, and she closed herself off.

One person practices swords, one reads books, and one person watches the scenery in the back mountain of the sect.

Until one day, she sees her half-brother and retrieves a strange toy from school.

"What is this?"

"Oh, this thing is called a mobile phone, and those moving pictures are called games."

"This is a good thing in the mortal world, I have changed it, and you can recharge it with vitality when you run out of power, do you want to play?"

Liu Qianfan's purple eyes reflected the colorful world on the screen, and he watched quietly for a long time.

The picture of that world is rough, but it is very novel and interesting.

It is cut off from reality, and once she enters that world, she has a new identity. It could be a pilot, it could be a general commanding a soldier, it could be a soldier...... The only thing is that it is not Liu Qianhuan who killed his mother by holding the Binghong Sword.

She fell in love with her phone and loved the game......

She found a partner, or friend, who brought her joy.

Well, that's the phone!!

I don't know when she started to become addicted.

Every day, except for the sword practice time that can't be moved, it is this mobile phone that accompanies her.

She gradually became more optimistic, just like having a partner, relying on, and even having a pursuit! Learn Chinese characters, learn Chinese, learn everything in the mortal world......

During that time, she realized that her mother's last confession before her death was finally successfully completed.

"Mom, I have friends and I have happiness, I am happy every day, there are so many games to play."

"Is Phantom doing well, can you praise me?"

The girl pressed the button of the mobile phone and said happily.

A drop of water inadvertently dripped onto the screen, like a clear lotus flower, blooming, and then being wiped away.

……

After the Void Spirit King was slashed by a sword, his momentum increased instead of decreasing, and countless colored rays of light converged towards its body, condensing an armor that was like substance.

Liu Qianhuan looked indifferently at the rising Void Spirit King, and a blue glow flashed in his eyes.

"Frost day." As the voice fell, the blue cold turned into a colorful silk that lingered on her graceful body.

The strange and distorted colors around him suddenly stagnated and dissipated strangely.

Blue and white have become the main colors of heaven and earth, and the frost and snow are non-stop, and the cold is bitter to the bone.

It all happened in the blink of an eye.

Everything is silent, ice and snow are in the sky!

The flames of the Void Spirit King's eyes seemed to be frozen by this heaven and earth, but it was not afraid, and its whole body erupted with a terrifying momentum, holding a red scythe and cutting a line of blood, slashing at the woman in front of it.

Its body was so fast that it turned into an afterimage, but its speed was strangely slower and slower, and when it was three feet away from the woman, it froze in place.

For the first time, the Void Spirit King's eyes had fear, and a chill that penetrated deep into his soul enveloped his entire body.

Liu Qianhuan's face did not change at all, holding the Ice Hung Sword at the Void Spirit King who was slaughtered by her, and simply swiped from top to bottom, and the blue sword shadow fell like this.

There is no majestic scene, but with the true intention of breaking the soul with a sword.

A white line appeared on the Ethereal King's body, splitting its body in half and falling on the white snow, turning into green smoke and dissipating, dead silently.

"Congratulations, the Void Spirit Clan has passed the trial."

Liu Qianhuan put away his long sword, the frost sky realm converged, and the appearance of pure cold arrogance slowly dissipated with the artistic conception.

"It's really boring, I thought it was so hard to get to hell, Spicy Chicken Dungeon!"

"With this kind of ethereal spirit, I can fight ten!"

She mercilessly despised the trial, and only then did she put away the inheritance that had fallen from the sky.

In a dark space.

Spicy chicken copies? Spicy Chicken Trial? Can you hit ten?

The bald man who heard this was already full of despair.

My aunt, please spare me!

It's not that the Ethereal Spirit King isn't strong, but that you're so strong that you're not human, right?!

In the stone room, Liu Qianhuan saw the team members waiting for her.

"Hey, Senior Sister Liu, why is it so slow, shouldn't you be able to play in it?" An Lin greeted with a smile.

Liu Qianhuan happily high-fived An Lin: "It's not that I played in it, but the foreplay of the hell difficulty mode was too long, and it took a long time to wait for the boss to appear, and then the boss changed into a role in the battle, and I waited for a long time......"

"Wow! Sister Liu turned out to be hellish difficulty?! Is the monster inside strong? After Tian Lingling heard that it was a hell difficulty, she immediately looked at Liu Qianhuan with reverence.

"Hmm...... It's too weak, and the two swords will be solved, and the ultimate move is useless. ”

Liu Qianhuan thought for a moment, and was serious.

It's okay not to say it, Tian Lingling is about to become a fan sister.

Even An Lin nodded again and again, only to feel that Senior Sister Liu's compulsion was getting closer and closer to him, and he was very pleased.

"Huh? Don Ximen hasn't come out yet? Liu Qianhuan thought that he was the last person to come out, but when he came back to his senses, he found that there was one less person.

At this time, Tang Ximen was still chasing after a black dragon, but he couldn't catch up......

……

It's the beginning of the month, and I'm asking for a monthly pass