"It's so warm...... So comfortable......"

Qiu Qiong opened her eyes half-asleep and half-awakened, only to feel that she was soaking in a hot spring, and there was no place in her body that was not soft and relaxed. But Qiu Qiong soon came to her senses, because she clearly remembered that she was still in Lazy Town just now, and she had just said good night to Lao Xu, how could she go to the hot spring?

Qiu Qiong's eyes widened suddenly, but she was unexpectedly beaten back to her original shape by the dazzling sunlight. She had to block the light with one hand and touch something underneath her with the other.

Bed? It's still a fluffy bed!

Qiu Qiong sat up in a panic and hurriedly glanced around, only to realize that she was in a completely unfamiliar room. Unbelievably, everything in this room is the same color, whether it is the bed or cabinet, or the paintings on the wall, the vases and flowers on the table, they are all white and gray.

In the vast expanse of white, only Qiu Qiong herself is colored.

"Where am I?" Qiu Qiong said worriedly.

The blurry screen suddenly became extremely clear, Qiu Qiong turned her head to look, only to see a vast city outside the window, and at the edge of the city was a white cloud with no end in sight. But the city, like this room, is still white-gray. And everywhere is empty, and the streets and tall buildings are just monotonous lines and colors.

Suddenly, Qiu Qiong remembered that when she escaped from Lazy Town, she had a dream that she almost couldn't wake up. In that dream, Qiu Qiong was taken to a city on the top of the peak, and as she recalled, the city was also white-gray. At the end of the dream, the man told Qiu Qiong that the name of the city was "Kunlun", and it was her home all along.

"I'm in Kunlun now? Or, dreaming of Kunlun? ”

Qiu Qiong searched through her memories, but never found any information or fragments about "Kunlun", as if they never existed. But if it didn't exist, how could she be here?

Just when Qiu Qiong was puzzled, there was a sound of broken footsteps behind her. Qiu Qiong turned around abruptly and looked nervously at the white-gray gate.

After a while, the sound of broken footsteps stopped in front of the door, and then the door was slowly pushed open. Qiu Qiong held her breath and concentrated, her hands couldn't help but rise, and she put on a fighting posture.

The person who can enter the door does not appear to be any threat from the outside, and is even one with the surrounding environment, without any color. The white-gray man's left arm was fixed horizontally in front of him, and a towel hung from it, and he looked like a servant.

Qiu Qiong was shocked, after all, no one had ever seen such a strange scene, so she couldn't help but take a step back and asked repeatedly, "You, you, you...... Who are you! ”

I saw that the servant hurriedly bent down and said eagerly: "The little one has been waiting for the master for a long time." The master had something to say, and the master instructed that after the master got up, he must hurry to the rooftop, where the master was waiting for the master. ”

After hearing this, Qiu Qiong was even more confused, who is the master? Who is the master? Where is the rooftop?

Seeing that Qiu Qiong didn't move, the servant became even more anxious for a while: "Master, hurry up and go to the rooftop." If you displease the master, you will be punished. ”

Qiu Qiong gradually frowned, looked at everything around her in distress, not only did not move, but asked, "Who is the master?" ”

The servant was so anxious that he jumped to his feet, but he could only whisper: "Master, even you have forgotten it, master?" Master, it's the master's abba! ”

"Ah...... Abba! Qiu Qiong exclaimed, and said with an incredulous expression, "What are you talking about?" I don't understand at all! ”

The servant couldn't wait any longer, so he simply came to Qiu Qiong's side, spread out the towel in his hand, and wrapped Qiu Qiong's right hand. Then, the servant grabbed the towel with both hands and pulled Qiu Qiong out of the door directly.

Before Qiu Qiong could ask to understand, what was happening was like someone pressed the fast-forward button, and in a trance, she had already arrived on the rooftop. Qiu Qiong only felt that her head was groggy, and she staggered around three or four times before she could stand firm.

At this time, Qiu Qiong was able to see clearly that the rooftop where she was located turned out to be the highest place in the city. When I looked down, all the lines were gone, leaving only a patch of white-gray.

The servant had long since disappeared, and Qiu Qiong had no support, no way to retreat, so she had to muster up the courage to walk along the road on the ground. After turning a corner, Qiu Qiong met another white-gray person, who was as tall and thin as a pole, with his hands behind his back, and he kept his head held high. Even though Qiu Qiong couldn't see the man's expression, she felt his majesty.

Seeing that there was no one else around, Qiu Qiong thought that this person should be the old man in the servant's mouth.

Qiu Qiong cautiously walked behind the man, learned the servant's tone, and said slowly: "Master, are you looking for the little one?" ”

Unexpectedly, the man snorted coldly, and said in an unusually low tone: "You still call me master?" Lao Tzu sees that you owe punishment! ”

Qiu Qiong was shocked, and couldn't help choking: "Penalty owed? Will you be punished for calling the lord this year? ”

Suddenly, a gust of wind sounded, and before Qiu Qiong could react to what was happening, she only heard a "pop", and a rattan hit her calf so quickly that it didn't look like a shadow.

"Yikes!" Qiu Qiong bounced up half a meter in pain, and hurriedly raised her foot to cover the sore spot.

"I told you to practice early, but you didn't listen! And make so many famous halls! The man scolded.

Unexpectedly, it hit Qiu Qiong's other leg with a "snap". After receiving this blow, the pain in her legs suddenly became even, and Qiu Qiong felt less unbearable.

The man waved the rattan in his hand and shouted, "Pick up your sword!" Train! Next week is the day of the 'Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter' four major families competition, don't embarrass the Qiu family! ”

Qiu Qiong slowly stood still, as if she had suddenly forgotten all the pain, and muttered, "The four major families of 'Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter'...... Qiu Family...... My home? ”

"Don't practice yet!"

With that, the man lifted the rattan again, and was about to swing it down. Unexpectedly, Qiu Qiong leaned back alertly, and quickly moved half a position backwards with one foot. The rattan whizzed by, but it only hit the air.

"Still hiding!"

The rattan fell, changed direction in an instant, and headed towards Qiu Qiong's other leg. Qiu Qiong stood firm, saw the rattan change direction, hurriedly lifted his heel to reverse, and raised another foot. The rattan flashed again, but it still hit the air.

"Good! The wings are hard! ”

In an instant, the man's wrist flipped over, and he saw the rattan arc in the air and hit Qiu Qiong's waist. Qiu Qiong had just stood still, and she couldn't dodge, and there was another crisp and loud "pop".

"Hiss......" Qiu Qiong covered her waist and couldn't help but gasp. At this time, she realized that the person was specifically hitting the calf because if she hit other parts, it would not hurt, but would only hurt more.

"Practice the sword! Hear no! The man shouted again.

"If you hear it, you can practice......

Although Qiu Qiong didn't understand the situation at all, she really couldn't bear the whipping of the rattan, so she had to pick up a white-gray sword on the ground and pretend to make a gesture. Who knows, when the man saw Qiu Qiong so lazy, he was so angry that he stomped his feet, threw off the rattan and roared viciously.

"It's been so long, and I'm still practicing like this! How did our family come out of such a weak person as you! ”

Qiu Qiong's heart was stunned, and a cloud of anger suddenly ignited between her eyebrows, her facial muscles swelled and trembled, and her eyes became extremely sharp and terrifying. Qiu Qiong tried her best to grasp the hilt of the sword, and replied sharply:

"I, no, yes, weak, one!"

Immediately, Qiu Qiong wielded her long sword, stabbing and splitting, calmly and quickly. Where the blade of the sword slashed, the cold air overflowed, and the water droplets in the air instantly condensed into ice flowers.

This set of "Hanhua Sword Technique" Qiu Qiong has not forgotten, since she recalled it on the battlefield, she often secretly reviewed and practiced at the weapons department. It's just that this set of "Cold Flower Sword Technique" is not compatible with the Evil Breaking Sword, and the cold qi that comes into being will eat back and destroy the evil spirit, making it unable to exert its power for a while. Therefore, unless this set of swordsmanship is forced to do so, Qiu Qiong does not dare to use it.

Seeing that Qiu Qiong was extremely smart, but the man's attitude did not improve, I saw him raise his hands and say disdainfully: "Hanhua Sword Technique? Do you still think you are a child? ”

"Little children?" Qiu Qiong was surprised.

After that, the man kicked the rattan and slapped Qiu Qiong's right hand twice. Qiu Qiong only felt that her arm was numb and painful, and she accidentally let go of her hand, and the white-gray long sword, that is, the "bell", fell to the ground.

"You can't even hold your own sword steadily, you're not weak, what are you?" The man said disappointedly, "It seems that it will be difficult for you to compare you to the men of other families." ”

"I repeat, I'm not weak! I'm no worse than a man! Qiu Qiong gritted her teeth and endured the pain, her right hand trembled and raised her sword, her eyes locked on the man's white face.

Just as Qiu Qiong was about to pounce on the man, her body seemed to be restrained by countless ropes growing from the ground, and she couldn't move for an instant. Qiu Qiong hurriedly lowered her head to investigate, but saw that there was a blank space under her, and there was nothing to stop her.

Qiu Qiong couldn't help but wonder: "What's the matter?" Why can't I resist him? ”

At this moment, the rattan whistled again, but this time the man was not aiming at Qiu Qiong's body, but at her face. On the empty rooftop, a "click" suddenly sounded, and a red mark immediately appeared on Qiu Qiong's left face.

The anger in Qiu Qiong's heart burned to the extreme, and she glared at the man fiercely, panting silently. Suddenly, Qiu Qiong slowly raised her hand and gestured a set of tricky swordsmanship without moving.

- When the sword should be collected, it suddenly advances; When the sword should have struck directly, it suddenly sank; And when the sword should be swept away, it turned back suddenly......

Qiu Qiong was startled for a moment and wanted to stop this terrible swordsmanship, but her body was no longer under her control, and she could only watch as one move became more and more aggressive. And as the sword momentum progressed, a burst of black mist gradually appeared on the white-gray long sword, and the movement was very strange.

Qiu Qiong recognized what the mist was at a glance, and exclaimed: "Evil! Qiu Qiong immediately threw down her long sword and took two steps back in fear.

If it is said that the "Cold Flower Sword Technique" carries a cold aura, and this set of swordsmanship carries a dark and mysterious evil aura. Qiu Qiong closed her eyes tightly, desperately wanting to forget the move she had just made. However, the more she tried to forget, the more deeply imprinted the sword technique became.

Immediately afterwards, Qiu Qiong pressed her head with both hands and screamed hysterically: "No, no! This is the power of evil! I can't remember! Hurry up and forget! ”

At this time, the person in front of him slowly put down the rattan, and said in a very proud tone: "My daughter Qiuqiong, you can use this 'invisible and unintentional sword technique' to defeat everyone." ”

Qiu Qiong looked at the man painfully, and said lightly: "Invisible and unintentional swordsmanship...... You're ...... Abba."

The man and everything around him suddenly turned into pieces, and finally, scattered in a patch of white.

"Abba! Abba! ”

Qiu Qiong stepped forward and called, but she felt that her steps were getting heavier and heavier, as if everything was getting farther and farther away from her. Suddenly, a white light flashed, and her consciousness fell into the abyss again.