quiet

So quiet

How can it be so quiet?

Oh yes, I'm dead.

It turns out that the world after death is so peaceful......

Suddenly, Mo Xiaohan opened his eyes violently, and the coldness that seemed to fall into the abyss came from the depths of his soul, making Mo Xiaohan suddenly realize that he might ......

Still alive......

However, when he couldn't help but shiver, he couldn't help but gasp again when he saw the scene in front of him.

Tomb!

No, it's more like a mass grave.

Large and small graves occupy all the places that Mo Xiaohan can see with the naked eye, and all kinds of tombstones stand up, extremely cold.

Mo Xiaohan stood up, looking at everything in front of him, his eyes became a little dull.

Half ringing.

A cold wind blew.

The cold temperature made Mo Xiaohan come back to his senses.

Where is this?

How can there be so many tombstones?

A lot of people have died here?

"Boy, you're finally awake. ”

Just when Mo Xiaohan was confused in his heart, an ethereal and high-pitched voice sounded.

"Who, who?"

Mo Xiaohan was shocked in his heart, and his spiritual power instantly opened, trying to lock on to the source of the sound.

Although he didn't know why he was still alive, but in such a gloomy and terrifying place, how could Mo Xiaohan be careless, and his body was ready to attack and defend in an instant.

However, Mo Xiaohan didn't know that his series of actions were just in vain, Mo said that he had locked the source of the sound, and even Mo Xiaohan couldn't capture the source of the sound.

"Huh, boy, you don't know me?"

Just when Mo Xiaohan was secretly frightened, the ethereal voice sounded again.

I know you, a ghost?

Mo Xiaohan scolded secretly in his heart, put away his posture, but his mental power increased a little, and he snorted coldly: "He Fang junior, sneaky, hiding his head and showing his tail." ”

Everyone knows that unpredictable danger is the real danger.

Whether the other party is friend or foe, Mo Xiaohan doesn't know, the ethereal voice doesn't seem to be ordinary, if he doesn't even know the specific location of the other party, if he is an enemy, then he Mo Xiaohan will be in danger.

"Hahahaha, boy, if the deity is a junior, you kid is a little little too small to be a junior, or scatter your meager spiritual power, if you consume too much here, I'm afraid that the wisp of you I saved for you will also disappear. ”

The ethereal voice sounded, and the owner of Mo Xiaohan's rude voice didn't seem to care.

Feeling that the owner of the voice really didn't seem to have malicious intent, Mo Xiaohan put away his mental power, because he knew that if the other party really wanted his life, he could do it as early as when he was unconscious, and he had no power to resist at that time.

"Who are you, where is this, and how am I here?"

Mo Xiaohan asked a series of questions about the doubts in his heart.

"Don't ask, kid, answer a few questions first!"

The owner of the ethereal voice seemed to have doubts and wanted Mo Xiaohan to answer, but before he could speak, he was interrupted by Mo Xiaohan: "First come, first come, I'll ask first, you answer me first!"

"You ......"

The ethereal voice seemed to be the owner's choice as if he didn't expect Mo Xiaohan to interrupt him.

"Hahaha...... Boy, if you have a personality, you can satisfy your curiosity first. ”

As soon as the words fell, an ethereal figure flashed, and then Mo Xiaohan only felt a sense of oppression that he had never felt before, if it didn't disappear instantly, Mo Xiaohan estimated that he would be prostrate on the ground in the next second.

Just when Mo Xiaohan was surprised why such a coercion suddenly appeared, the ethereal figure had already appeared in front of Mo Xiaohan.

Knowing the power ahead, Mo Xiaohan was still embarrassed.

The kind of coercion that emanated from the inside out, from the depths of the soul, made Mo Xiaohan sigh secretly, "Good means." ”

"Hahahaha...... Good means, the deity is not just a good means, listen to it, the deity is the Shenwu Tianzun, the master of the Thorn Tomb, the founder of the Shenwu Sword Sect, and the dragon river. ”

Shenwu Tianzun?

Who is Long Chuanliu?

And the messy Sword Sect Mo Xiaohan has never heard of it, but the words 'Lord of the Thorn Tomb' make Mo Xiaohan dare not underestimate it, plus just now he said that he saved this wisp of the remnant for himself, Mo Xiaohan already has a rough idea in his heart.

"So you saved me?"

"It's not all, it's just because your kid is lucky, he evoked the obsession in his heart when he fell, and then relied on strong foreign aid to awaken the deity, but seeing that your kid's strength is so low, the strength of foreign aid is good, but it's not pure, it should be with the help of some treasure, right?"

Foreign aid?

Treasures?

Long Chuanliu's words were a little inexplicable, but the general meaning was that Mo Xiaohan still understood it, that is, he woke up Long Chuanliu in front of him by mistake, and Long Chuanliu saved him.

Thinking of this, Mo Xiaohan couldn't help but look at Long Chuanliu, to say that this Long Chuanliu is more than seven feet tall, with solemn eyebrows, a dark blue robe, a purple gold crown on his head, and black and white temples.

"Boy, what are you stunned about, are you impressed by the heroic posture of the deity?hahahaha......" Mo Xiaohan was looking, but Long Chuanliu laughed.

Forehead......

Mo Xiaohan, a little embarrassed, this girl looks like a dog, why is she so narcissistic.

However, Mo Xiaohan didn't buy his account, one yard to one yard, Mo Xiaohan didn't let him save himself.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, let's get straight to the point, where is this, why am I here, and why are there so many tombstones here?" Mo Xiaohan glanced at Long Chuanliu and said lightly.

"You...... Boy, I don't know what to say, huh. ”

Seeing Mo Xiaohan's attitude, Long Chuanliu was a little angry, but he didn't have much of an attack, he just frowned and said: "This place is called the Soul Dao Room, which is the artesian space to which the 'Thorn Tombstone' belongs, you can be here because your soul is compatible with the 'Thorn Tombstone', plus the previous awakening of the deity, the deity took some effort to pull you in, as for these tombstones, there are more dead people, and of course there are more tombstones." ”

Looking at this endless group of tombs, Mo Xiaohan sighed a little, the yin spirit qi generated by this is enough to frighten the gall of ordinary people, how many dead people must have such an effect?

Thinking of this, Mo Xiaohan was a little more wary of Long Chuanliu, and he suddenly thought that he was too likely to become one of these tombs now.

"Hahahaha...... Boy, if the deity wants to kill you, what can he do to save you, okay, your questions have been answered one by one, and now it's your turn to answer the deity's questions!"

"Just ask. ”

Mo Xiaohan didn't have much expression.

Although what Long Chuanliu said made sense, Mo Xiaohan was not a person who would give up resistance because of this, otherwise he Mo Xiaohan would not have died with the enemy when he died in the polar region.

"Okay, the deity and ask you, now that the Divine Martial Sect is geometric, the Demon Race has been expelled, and how is my Divine Martial Sword Sect in the past and present, but it is still good?"

"Shenwu Year, Demon Clan, Shenwu Sword Sect?"

Mo Xiaohan was stunned, this question asked by Long Chuanliu was really interesting.

It was 10,000 years ago.

And the demons, which are only mentioned in legends.

But then Mo Xiaohan also reacted, the 'Thorn Tomb Tablet' is an ancient treasure, and it is reasonable for Long Chuanliu to ask this question as the lord of this Thorn Tomb.

"That...... Dragon...... Seniors, now is the year of Tianwu 9,681, according to the history of Tianwu, there are still hundreds of years in the middle of the chaotic period, no year and no number, the predecessor said that the Shenwu year is afraid that it is 10,000 years ago, as for the demon race, it is also a legend, and the Shenwu Sword Sect, I have never heard of it, let alone whether it is good or not. ”

"Ten thousand years?"

Mo Xiaohan's words made Long Chuanliu frown, and then looked into the distance: "I can't imagine that in the blink of an eye, ten thousand years have passed, just ...... That's it....... ”

After Long Chuanliu finished speaking, he looked at Mo Xiaohan with some loss: "Boy, you are also related to the deity, and you have this 'Thorn Tombstone', and the deity will inherit the essence of it to you, are you willing." ”

"Inheritance with me?" Mo Xiaohan was overjoyed.

The strength of the 'Thorn Tombstone' is understandable, just ask the martial arts in the world, who doesn't want to be strong, even the old man in the Death Pole is so powerful that he is still staring at the 'Thorn Tombstone'.

But then Mo Xiaohan was sad, thinking that because of the early death of his parents, in order to gain a foothold in the family, he had to practice several times more hard than others, and finally his hard work paid off.

Although everyone didn't seem to be very 'optimistic' about their toad at that time, they still believed that a lover would eventually become a family.

Mo Xiaohan sighed helplessly, no one would understand the pain of watching his beloved woman pass away in front of his eyes, and he couldn't do anything about it.

At that time, I wanted to be strong, but now what is the use of being so strong!

Revenge?

What is the significance?

That's it!

Mo Xiaohan sighed again: "The good intentions of the predecessors are understood, this 'Thorn Tombstone' is a rare treasure, it is a pity to inherit it with me, it is better to leave it with the destined people, and I just want to live the rest of my life peacefully." ”

"What, you don't?"

"It's not that you don't want to, it's just that there is no reason to be strong, and there is no bond that must be strong. ”

Mo Xiaohan's eyes reddened slightly, how many times did he blame himself and grieve because he couldn't protect his beloved because of his lack of strength, but now that he has a powerful opportunity, but there is no one who needs to be protected, no matter how strong he is, what is the use.

Mo Xiaohan's words made a trace of strangeness flash in Long Chuanliu's eyes, and then he recovered as before, looked at Mo Xiaohan, and said lightly: "Okay, since you have your reasons, the deity doesn't force it, and the deity will send you back." ”

As he spoke, Long Chuanliu raised one hand, and a golden energy slowly flowed out, passing by Mo Xiaohan's side, and instantly opened a golden crack in the void of this gloomy place.

"Go ahead, boy. ”

Mo Xiaohan raised his hand and said, "Thank you!" and walked towards the golden crack, and then disappeared into the vast sea of monuments, leaving only Long Chuanliu's figure and the faint gloom on his face.