"You're the first to find here." A low, beautiful male voice sounded, and the surrounding scenery changed into a different appearance, and the people who surrounded her just now were gone.

"Do you not want others to find it, or do you want others to find it?" Ji Wan was a hundred years old, while walking towards the place where the sound came from the depths of the dense fog.

"It doesn't seem to matter if people can't find me, I don't think it matters if I don't want to." The man sighed softly.

"Although what you said seems to make sense, I don't understand a word!" Ji Wan walked through the fog and finally saw the man in the depths of the fog.

"Who are you?" Tearing Tianling suddenly made a move, put it on his neck, and Ji Wan asked sharply.

She could feel that Tianling was trembling in her hands, as if she was about to fly towards the man without her control in the next second.

Tearing Tianling excited?

"This sword is actually in your hand." The man sighed.

"Of course my sword is in my hand." Ji Wan sneered and stared at the man's coming.

"Your sword?" The man asked rhetorically.

"Of course, the sword I was born with." A sword that came with her birth, a sword that was rumored to be a monster.

"Then why, it's going to be in my hands?" The man asked rhetorically.

At this time, Tearing Tianling had already changed from her hand to the man's hand.

How so?

Ji Wan was unbelievable.

No one can afford to tear Tianling apart from her, this man, why?

"This is my sword." The man said firmly.

"Only I can pick it up!" Ji Wan blurted out.

"Then why can I pick it up?" The man asked.

Ji Wan couldn't answer, and the man continued: "This is a sword I made for my beloved, and only she and I can pick it up." "The pattern on the sword enchanted by the man seemed to be caressing his lover's face, and his expression was gentle.

"What evidence do you have?" Ji Wan said with insufficient confidence.

"Do you know, why doesn't Tear Tianling have a sword soul?" The man asked.

Ji Wan was silent.

A divine weapon like Tearing Tianling should have been cultivated into a sword soul long ago and her heart was connected, and someone once sighed that it was a pity that such a good sword did not have a sword soul.

But Ji Wan knew that Tearing Tianling didn't need a sword soul at all, he could be integrated with her and have the same heart.

Most of her ability comes from this sword, such a sword is logically the easiest to love the master, but Tearing Tianling can always be suppressed by her.

I have to say that this is very strange, and Ji Wan doesn't know why.

"And what about the person you like?" Ji Wan was inexplicably a little weak-hearted, as if she really felt that the owner of Tianling was the man in front of her.

"Dead, vanished from heaven and earth." The man said it with ease.

"Scattered?" Ji Wan asked.

"Almost, probably worse than that." The man laughed.

"You don't seem to be sad at all." Ji Wan squatted in front of him and said angrily.

"Why be sad, nothing in this world is eternal, and everything will be revealed one day." The man said it very lightly.

"What about God?" Ji Wan blurted out.

Why do you think God doesn't show it? So why is there no God in the world? The man asked her.

"Perhaps, God just went to a world that we can't go?" Ji Wan said uncertainly.

"Do you believe this yourself?" The man looked at her with a smile, and Ji Wan didn't have any confidence at all when he looked at her.

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