Looking at the wooden sword that lay down next to his pillow again, Ning Ye said that he was very distressed, and he felt like he was taking advantage of a sword and fell asleep.

It all started from before.

After knowing that Nangong went to explore the imperial city at night every day, because of the long drive before, after a simple meal, Ning Ye went back to the room for a short rest.

Then, the problem arises.

Ning Ye, who was sleeping lightly, suddenly felt a hard stick-like object against him when he was half asleep and half awake, and when he opened his eyes, he found this wooden sword, which was known as the world's first sword, and ran into his arms for some reason.

At first, he thought that he had misremembered something and forgot to take the sword away before going to bed, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

After hanging the sword back on the wall, Ning Ye yawned and continued to fall asleep.

Then, feeling some hard stick-like object in his arms again, he opened his eyes again in confusion, and then saw the wooden sword that had been hung on the wall before, and once again burrowed into his arms.

If he thought he was mistaken, now he can be completely sure that this sword must have sneaked down from the wall and slipped into his bed while he was sleeping.

If it weren't for the fact that Ning Ye was also a member of the immortal cultivators now, he would really think that he had seen a ghost.

However, being put to sleep by a sword is bizarre enough.

At this time, he finally figured out a long-perplexed question, as early as when he drew his sword in the Imperial City Square before, he felt that the sword master's saber felt different from what he had seen before, so he carefully observed it for a while before drawing the sword, but until the end, he didn't understand what the difference was.

And now, he finally understands what went wrong, and makes himself feel that it is not the same as before.

The one I've seen before, despite its domineering name, is just an ordinary wooden sword, a dead thing. But when I saw it in the other world, it was as if it suddenly had a soul, and it felt like it was coming to life.

This is also the reason why Ning Ye felt very different from the first time he saw this sword.

This feeling is very weird, but it is indeed a real feeling that Ning Ye experienced.

And now, the old hooligan behavior of this sword sneaking into his own bed also profoundly proves this.

In the next period of time, Ning Ye tried his best, such as locking the wooden sword in the box, putting it in his storage ring, and finding some magic weapons to suppress it, but all this was useless, and as soon as he closed his eyes, it would still slip to his bed.

At this moment, Ning Ye was really helpless, so she could only accept her fate.

He was going to wait until he went back, and asked the owner of this sword, the sword master, he has such a domineering title as the world's first sword, is there something wrong, why is he so rogue, and likes to sleep as a man?

Could it be that this is the legendary upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, and it is crooked by the owner?

Forehead...... Thinking of Ning Ye at the latter point, and thinking of the sword master's excessively good and friendly attitude towards him, as well as the burning gaze that looked eagerly at him whenever and wherever he was, he couldn't help but tremble.

In the end, sleepiness hit Ning Ye, who really wanted to sleep well, so he simply didn't care about this sword.

Since no matter what means are used, it will eventually burrow into its arms and sleep with itself, it is better to sleep directly in a position that you feel most comfortable with.

Sure enough, after using this method, Ning Ye was not woken up again, and slept very sweetly.

In his sleep, holding the sword of the sword master, he had a very strange dream in a daze.

In the dream, it was snowing outside and the whole city was freezing, and he became a ragged little beggar, curled up in a ruined temple hungry and cold, his whole body was soft and unable to lift the slightest strength, he was dizzy and his body was hot, as if he was suffering from a serious illness.

Ning Ye is in her heart at this time, and I don't know if there is a sentence that MMP should not be said!

Why do you have dreams that are so abusive every time, I really don't have masochistic tendencies!

"Xiaoli! My brother has helped you get medicine! ”

I don't know how long the time has passed in the broken temple, someone pushed open the gate of the broken temple, and ran in from the heavy snow, muttering with excitement in his mouth.

Ning Ye, who was incarnated as a little beggar in his dream, raised his head and looked at the gate.

Maybe it's because of the angle, the half-grown boy who called himself his brother, although his clothes are also shabby and ragged, his body looks incomparably tall and straight, like a calm and majestic immovable mountain, that thick sense of security.

Because the man came from the door, his body was against the light, and his face could not be seen for a while.

Just when Ning Ye wanted to take a closer look, he suddenly shook the mountain and woke up from his dream.

Ning Ye, who opened his eyes, had not yet calmed down the experience he had just experienced in the dream when he heard a noisy screaming and wailing sound outside, accompanied by a deafening sound of building collapse.

"Ning Ye, hurry up and get out of here, there's a strong enemy we can't defeat coming here!"

The door was pushed open, and Dongfang Qingyue walked in and urged in an extremely hurried tone.

As soon as the words fell, before Ning Ye could make any moves, the ceiling of the room was shattered by a powerful force, and a man in a scarlet robe fell into the room, it was the Heavenly Venerable who had just succeeded in taking over.

"Found it! Sure enough, it's here! ”

Seeing Ning Ye lying on the bed, he showed surprise on his face and wanted to make a move.

Although I don't know why this strong man targeted Ning Ye, Dongfang Qingyue, who reacted to the other party's bad intentions, directly drew his sword and wanted to stop it.

However, her sword had just been unsheathed, and before she could take out the sword, under the gaze of that Heavenly Venerable, Dongfang Qingyue was hit hard by the invisible force and flew out, spitting blood from her mouth and slumping to the ground.

"Huh?"

On the Outer Heaven Venerable, who had been expressionless all the time after noticing the bloodstains on the ground, he showed a look of doubt for some reason.

He raised his head and looked at Dongfang Qingyue, who fell to the ground, and after seeing the innate Qinglian mark at the center of her eyebrows, he seemed to have seen something extremely interesting, his expression was slightly surprised, and he said with a look of surprise:

"I didn't expect the deity to come this time, and there was such an unexpected joy!"

As for Dongfang Qingyue, who was stared at by this gaze, she endured the pain with her sword and stood up from the ground with difficulty.

"Who are you? What is the purpose of a late-night visit? ”

reacted to Ning Ye, for fear that this powerful uninvited guest would attack Dongfang Qingyue again, so he shouted loudly, wanting to attract his attention.

The Outer Heaven Venerable moved his gaze back to Ning Ye again, but when he saw the wooden sword that Ning Ye was holding in his hand that impressed him and had the name of the world's first sword, the joy on his original face suddenly froze.