The eagle falcon's cold eyes, indifferent horizontal eyebrows, the sword king was too afraid to peek at the young man's face, his hand was strengthened, and the whole person was tilted on Xuan Zhongshi.

His knife, his hand trembled with force.

Sweat dripped, dripping into the mud beneath his feet.

"You pervert."

The crowd behind him gathered around, and the faint shadows were loose and layered.

"What's so hard about that?"

"Cut, can he resist?"

"Hmm."

There was a feeling of longing in his heart, and he swayed to his neck in the middle of the world, leaving a blood mark, a faint blood, like a layer of cinnabar on sandpaper, but no blood spurted out.

"Ah......h

He turned a deaf ear to the sounds that passed by his ears.

The whole person could only feel that Xuan Zhongshi's face, he gradually discovered the handsomeness of the young man, yes, his slightly melancholy eyes, gently and skillfully closed, indifferent breathing, mixed with weakness and heaviness.

Clumsy knives, fine swords.

He was choked up for a while, and the voice next to him, the tone became more and more urgent, he didn't know anything.

Until now.

"Huh?"

It is a teenager's voice, clear and elegant, careless, and contains countless murderous intentions.

"What...... I got it, his sword! ”

"Sword King, run!"

"Look who this is!"

"What?"

He playfully pressed one finger against his blade, his jade knuckles long, and his smile was so cold that the air was affected by the fish in the pond.

Let the Sword King not see the black veil of the Xuan Middle Ages clearly, the world in front of him is spreading, one by one, it is the feeling of dragging.

"Quick! Come back! ”

"Robbing my sword? Say, "Are you thieves?" ”

In Xuan Zhongshi's eyes, there was a faint confusion.

In front of him, countless mockery came, one after another, making him unable to react.

"Little thief......"

In front of him was the Sword King, who was already stumbling and hurriedly retreated to the side.

"It's dangerous."

He lightly touched his chest, and a knife that had already been taken away by his frightened body.

The boy sat on the ground.

His long hair was like a waterfall, and all of them were jet black, very capable black clothes.

"Cover up."

He was on his body, looking for a moment, and then he was mysteriously lying behind the others, and his voice was small.

"Sword ......"

I don't know that the Moon Chasing Sword has become the thing of the Sword King.

Xuan Zhongshi sighed lightly.

What about that person?

He was frightened by a hand, and when he opened his eyes, his whole body was like a lightning strike—why, his neck trembled, a blood streak existed, and his body was soon light.

When he looked at it, it was a mysterious figure, and it quickly disappeared into the crowd, and it was not visible at all.

Only then did he realize that the Moon-Chasing Sword had no breath.

He thought he was dreaming, but the intense drowsiness did not envelop his whole body.

"You ......"

With an overwhelming feeling of ridicule, Xuan Zhongshi straightened up, but he couldn't struggle, he felt that these were all dreams.

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings.

The panic that suffocated him, he felt that the search team had not left him, so where did the Moon Chasing Sword go?

The bond between him and it, which could be explored within a thousand meters, was broken.

Heartbroken.

There is no trace, but if the Moon Chasing Sword is not disturbed by some divine object, it is not a heartless person, how can it play missing?

It shouldn't be thousands of miles away from him, but he doesn't know where the Moon Sword is.

He and the Moon Chasing Sword are indissoluble.

He felt that the people of the search party were simply plundering and grabbing his sword, and their attitude was also unconcerned.

He can escape from prison, but he is scarred, and he has no plans.

It's just playing with fire!

These insults, he will never forget for the rest of his life.

"If we catch him, will we get more money?"

"This little thief is really shameless, we should pick up all his things."

"Huh! What is the world like today? You're a thief who can't hold your head up for the rest of your life, and we enforce the law impartially and without any mistakes! Please come with us to prison! ”

Prison.

His hands fell to the ground.

His heart was as cold as ice.

In prison, his ambition was snuffed out in the cradle - he had no weapons at his disposal.

Do everything in one's power.

"Whew...... Thankfully, she wasn't there. ”

A little glad that the girl was not escorted anywhere.

But he was different, he was targeted and instantly became a prisoner.

He is unfair, he does not dare to climb these people.

They're all so sneaky, won't their conscience hurt?

Jail.

His eyes hung limply.

Here, the thin qi of heaven and earth penetrated into his body like wisps.

The heart is a little messy.

He was still trembling, but he didn't know about the Sword King.

In his hand is a treasure crate.

A faint gold wire coils around the side, a faint gold leaf texture, a unique pattern, an ancient text, and a sandalwood material, transparent like a glass surface.

The box was a little different.

The four walls are sandalwood, and the opening is glass, seeing that Xuan Zhongshi is looking for it in despair, his pupils widened, and the faint sweat droplets are still there, making the sword king more and more happy in his heart.

"This is the treasure box that my ancient family picked up outside the Demon Abyss."

He solemnly put the Moon Chasing Sword into the treasure box, the sound of teasing, his hand sank slightly, the golden silk had a disturbing effect, gritted his teeth, and Xuan Zhongshi tried to find it in an immortal way.

There was a little bit of sadness, but Xuan Zhongshi still accepted his fate.

The treasure box can certainly cover the aura of the Moon-Chasing Sword, but he doesn't plan to take out the Moon-Chasing Sword, on its body, the qi of heaven and earth is so flooded, and the feeling of abundance makes the Sword King feel very comfortable.

He couldn't put it down, but he was worried that Xuan Zhongshi would go crazy when he saw this--leaving no trace, the desire he had been holding back for a long time was finally realized, and what he got was the secret treasure of Xuan Zhongshi.

In an instant, he slipped the box into his pocket.

It was a little uncomfortable, but in the end, he accepted it.

"Let's go."

The voices of those people came overwhelmingly, and what Xuan Zhongshi discovered was that they looked down on him and had a faint contempt.

Although it is so normal - they have captured countless little thieves, right?

No prison carts, no handcuffs.

He felt that his heart had hit rock bottom.

Imprisonment.

"Let's go."

There are no medicinal herbs, no herbs for dressing, he is just a teenager who does nothing, and the relationship with the girl can be discarded, and it can be used as an exception for his life.

Is she a star?

He felt that if he walked back, he would definitely die, and with a body like him, could he still live?