"Where did you get this sword?" The masked man looked at the nameless sword in Bai Xiaofei's hand and said with palpitations. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Bai Xiaofei's face was cold: "I don't seem to have to tell you!" ”

The masked man smiled bitterly: "I was rude before, I'm very sorry, please forgive me!" ”

Bai Xiaofei's anger decreased slightly, and he said coldly: "The sword was given to me by a friend, as for the rest, I will give you all the advice!" ”

The masked man thought again: "Friend? After this sword was included in the [Famous Sword Directory] by Master Jian Wushuang, it disappeared without a trace, who could find it and give it to this stranger? ”

"Don't worry about other people, the yellow sand has reached gold!" At this moment, a voice without the slightest emotion suddenly sounded in the masked man's ears, causing him to stand on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning.

It took him a long time to come to his senses and stop thinking about anything about the Nameless Sword. Because compared to the hope that has been waiting for a hundred years, this doubt is nothing.

He stared at Bai Xiaofei with burning eyes, as if he was looking at a rare treasure.

Bai Xiaofei was startled by his eyes, and his right hand holding the Nameless Sword tightened three points further, he was now very afraid that this strange man would make another surprise attack. But the masked man's next move made him dumbfounded.

The masked man fell to his knees all of a sudden, and said with a hint of pleading: "Inheritor of the Heavenly Wind Sword, I beg you to help me fulfill a wish!" I'm willing to pay any price for this! ”

Thinking that he was a swordsman in the yellow sand a hundred years ago, he was also a wild and uninhibited existence, let alone let him kneel, it was impossible to even lower his head, but he didn't want to be so low today.

However, he did not regret it, because the loneliness of the past hundred years had given him too much suffering, and he really didn't want to wait any longer. And he has no capital to continue waiting, and before long, he will go with the wind like the real yellow sand.

Bai Xiaofei looked at the Huangsha swordsman kneeling on the ground in shock, he didn't understand what kind of wish could make such a peerless master willing to endure such humiliation.

He didn't understand that he was right, because he had experienced too little. If one day, he can be like the Yellow Sand Swordsman, and let go of all his dignity for the things he cherishes in his heart, then he can truly taste the whole life.

"Senior, you get up first, and if you have something to say, speak slowly!" Maybe it was because of the throbbing in his heart, or maybe he was infected by the pleading of the Yellow Sand Swordsman, no matter what, Bai Xiaofei felt that he couldn't refuse this person.

After getting up, the Yellow Sand Swordsman said with a hint of recollection: "Inheritor of the Heavenly Wind Sword, let me tell you a story first. My name is Huang Sha, but Huang is not my surname, because our family has no surname. When I was born, there happened to be a patch of yellow sand outside the village, so my father gave me this name. ”

"My hometown is a very peaceful little village, everyone in the village is free from the world, and few people want to go out and see it. But when I started remembering, unlike everyone else, I wanted to leave the village and see the bigger picture. ”

"In the beginning, no matter how I go, I end up going back to square one. It wasn't until I was thirteen years old that I finally found a way to the outside world. Along this road, I have seen a broader world and a more wonderful life. ”

"I remember the village elders once asked me, 'Why are you going outside?' Actually, the scenery outside is no different from ours', I didn't believe him at all, and when I got outside, I felt that it made no sense. But I forgot one thing - people will always die, and when we come to the end of our lives, we will understand that no matter how far we have traveled and how many things we have experienced, the final result will not be different. ”

Hearing this, Bai Xiaofei suddenly thought of himself. The reason why he chose to know [Full Mode] was to avoid [Nightmare], and on the other hand, like the Yellow Sand Swordsman, he wanted to better integrate into this world that seemed more exciting.

"Am I wrong?" He asked himself in his mind.

The Yellow Sand Swordsman didn't know what Bai Xiaofei was thinking, and continued: "A hundred years ago, I was seriously injured by the enemy and fled back to this desert desperately. What I wanted most to do was not to get revenge, but to go back to where I came from. But this time the god of luck did not favor me again. I could only drag my dying body and search and search until I died, and I could not find my way to come. Scold! It's sad! ”

Hearing this, Bai Xiaofei suddenly felt a sense of horror, and he looked at the Yellow Sand Swordsman in horror. At this time, there seemed to be an inexplicable weirdness hidden in the eyes under the bronze mask.

"Huh!" Seeing Bai Xiaofei's expression, the Yellow Sand Swordsman said with a piercing laugh: "Inheritor of the Heavenly Wind Sword, you don't have to be afraid. Yes, I'm dead, and now I'm just surviving in another way. ”

As he spoke, he slowly removed the bronze mask from his face. An almost skeletal face was covered with a layer of shriveled flesh, the flesh on the mouth was gone, the teeth were completely protruding, and there were traces of dark green blood next to it. Only a pair of eyes are bright and uninhibited.

"What are you?" Bai Xiaofei suddenly thought of Xiahou Xing, "Could it be that you have become a zombie?" ”

"Not bad." The horrified face contorted into a grim smile, "I turned myself into a zombie before I died, only then can I get more time." Even so, I'm stuck here, and I can't see the light of day. And even if it's a zombie, there's an end to life. Now, my time is running out, so, inheritor of the Heavenly Wind Sword, I hope you can help me fulfill my last wish! ”

Somehow, Bai Xiaofei looked at the ugly face of the Huangsha swordsman, and it was difficult to raise the slightest fear in his heart, and some were just sad. He sighed and said, "You want me to help you find your way home, tell me what to do!" ”

The Yellow Sand Swordsman didn't know where to take out a book.

"This secret book is called 'Wangqi Jue', which I brought out from my hometown, and through cultivation, I can learn the [Wangqi Technique]. [Qi Looking] is a support skill that can not only probe the realm of other people's martial arts, but also be used to perceive the strength and weakness of luck. When you reach the end of your cultivation, you can even get a glimpse of some hidden worlds. It took me nearly 100 years to cultivate this method to its fullest. However, with my current body, this level of spell can only be cast once. So, once I missed this opportunity, I couldn't do it anymore! ”

As he spoke, he took out another yellowed long sword and handed it into Bai Xiaofei's hand along with the "Wangqi Jue".

"The inheritor of the Heavenly Wind Sword, I don't have anything to do now, so I can only use this book of "Wangqi Jue" to express my gratitude! And this sword. At this, he was silent for a moment, looking at the sword in his hand as if he were looking at his most cherished friend.

"This sword is called Yellow Sand, and it is my sword. The successor of the Tianfeng Sword, you may not look down on its grade, but there is a set of "Yellow Sand Sword Technique" that I have worked hard to create, I ask myself if it is a little unique, if you are interested, you can practice a few tricks. ”