In the endless sea of yellow sand, a young man dressed in black and wearing a black hat held a dead branch and played with the fire.

Nineteen lay at the man's feet, looking at the night sky dotted with stars, quiet as a chicken, she had never been so quiet as now, in fact, as a sword, no matter how rich her inner world was, she could only be as quiet as a chicken, and she couldn't show a single thing.

Ah, I really miss the time when I still had a nose and a mouth.

It didn't take long for this silence to be interrupted by an uninvited group of guests.

A sword light flashed from afar, and Nineteen felt that he was being held in his hand, followed by a "clang", and Nineteen's heart seemed to have 10,000 alpacas galloping across the vast Gobi.

She wailed silently: Big brother, if it's not your body, you don't feel distressed, even if she is just a sword now and can't feel pain, she can't toss like this.

Although she is not satisfied with the current body, but in the end it is her own body, you work so hard, what if it breaks off, she is still young, and she doesn't want to die in this kind of ghost place for some reason.

The inside is, and the appearance is as quiet as a dog.

Of course, the man with the sword didn't know how rich the inner world of the sword in his hand was, a face hidden under the cloak veil was as cold as frost, and there was no emotion in his eyes, looking at the masked killers who suddenly burst out of the yellow sand and surrounded him, the figure flashed, fast as a ghost, leaving only an afterimage for others, and the long sword was sacrificed, and the move was fatal.

The killers didn't even have time to resist the last two moves before they were sent to Hades.

He's playing well, and Nineteen isn't happy.

Big brother, if you fight and fight, can't you lighten it, am I still your beloved sword, what's the matter, are you in a hurry to change it so hard.

And these killers too, what kind of killers, the whole sand sculpture, knowing that he can't beat it, he has to rush to death, look at the time she came, she has been hanging for a few waves.

Tsk, is it that the ancient people were not good at brains, knowing that they couldn't fight in the open, why didn't they know to play some secret tricks.

Alas, this can't be blamed on these people for being too straight, who let there be no cars in ancient times, and all of them can't turn.

After a while, the black-clad killers fell in pieces.

Nineteen felt that her adaptability was really not ordinarily strong, and in just a few days, in the face of this kind of thing, she had evolved from the original panic to the change of not panicking, as steady as an old dog.

Bah, why did she say she was a dog.

The man withdrew his sword expressionlessly, as if nothing had happened, sat next to a pile of messy corpses, picked up a dead branch and stirred with the fire that had not yet been extinguished.

Nineteen:......

This big brother, you can also help me wipe the blood on my body, anyway, we can be regarded as partners who fight side by side.

If you use it, you can throw it away, why is it so irresponsible.

As if knowing what Nineteen was thinking, the man put down the dead branch, picked up the sword, tore a piece of cloth from his robe, and carefully wiped the sword.

Nineteen was finally barely satisfied.

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As if she had a big absurd dream, Nineteen suddenly woke up, sweating profusely, and she was panting for breath.

At this moment, a delicate voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

"Hello, dear Rescue Officer."

Nineteen breaths stuck in his throat, his eyes can't go up or down, and he almost lost his breath.

"Who? Who the hell scares your aunt and me! ”

As soon as these words came out, Nineteen was stunned.

She, she has a mouth? Able to speak?

Nineteen raised his hand and touched his face, stunned, and then gave himself a backhand slap.

Wow, it hurts, it seems to be true.

"Lord Salvation Officer, Xiao Er understands your excitement at the moment. But we don't recommend self-harm. ”

The sound of smacking water sounded again, causing a thick layer of goosebumps on Nineteen's body.