Chen Han felt like he had turned into a sword.

But he felt that he should not have been like this before, he didn't know when the change had happened, but he was not disgusted by this change, on the contrary, he felt very kind.

Then he realized that he had really turned into a sword.

An ancient sword, the sword body, the hilt, the sword head, is simple and unpretentious, without any carving, just standing there quietly.

Strangely enough, the sword was surrounded by a faint white line, and a closer inspection could tell that it was in the shape of a dragon.

Although the sword is simple, it is obviously not in very good condition, and it can be seen that the sword body of this long sword is covered with fine lines. It is as if a piece of fine porcelain has been reassembled.

Chen Han knew that this was his own injury.

Being hit by the ghost beetle of who knows how many times made his soul have a tendency to shatter.

The sword body was not very stable, and even the white dragon that was originally winding on it was a little sluggish, and even had a faint feeling of collapse.

The ancient long sword couldn't stop trembling, and with each tremor of the long sword, the lines on the sword body became more fine, as if it was about to completely shatter in the next moment.

Chen Han could feel it clearly, but he couldn't do anything, so he could only look at it like this.

At the tip of the sword, there were already traces of cracking, and suddenly, a cool air flow appeared, starting to surround the sword.

Chen Han breathed a sigh of relief, he was right, this mysterious sword scripture should have a healing effect on injuries at this level.

But the next moment, Chen Han found out that he was very wrong.

The cool air flow surrounded the quaint long sword, even if he felt that he had become a long sword, that cool feeling still gave him a refreshing feeling.

Soon, the feeling began to change.

From the appearance of that cold air current, the originally refreshing feeling receded, and a cold feeling as if it was about to freeze the soul appeared.

There is nothing wrong with this description, because this air flow has completely frozen his soul.

Originally, I could still feel the trembling of my sword body, but after that biting cold hit, even my mind and will were even frozen together, and there was only a simple sign of life.

The cold air swirled, and Chen Han watched the original simple long sword, starting from the tip of the sword, turning into powder little by little.

Chen Han's heart suddenly fell into a dead silence, but there was obviously no better way at this time, the only thing he could do was to continue to watch the progress and development of the situation, and the trust in the mysterious sword soul space.

"Peng"

As the last round wooden hilt shattered, Chen Han's heart completely rose to his throat.

He was afraid that the next moment, his consciousness would suddenly disappear, and he would never wake up again, which meant that there would be no more Chen Han in this world.

Even though the outside body may not be good, and even breathe like a living person, it will never wake up again.

That coldness was like the cold ice under the Nine Shadows, making Chen Han almost have little ability to think.

A cold current swirled over the shattered blade.

At this moment, the sword body, which had been completely shattered into a little bit of powder, suddenly began to move neatly, and the wisps of air that followed followed, from beginning to end.

First the hilt, then the head of the sword, and finally the body of the sword, the tip of the sword, the original quaint long sword appeared in front of Chen Han's eyes again, making his heart finally calm down again.

Unlike just now, this time the sword has no flaws on its body, and it is as bright as a stream of autumn water.

A more different scene appeared than before, the white dragon that was originally winding on the body of the sword just now, after the sword body appeared again, it suddenly drilled into the sword body, forming a small white faint dragon-shaped marker.

Chen Han didn't understand what this meant, so he didn't take it to heart, and the next moment, the coldness that was originally engraved in his soul slowly disappeared, and Chen Han once again recovered the magical situation just now, as if he was a sword.

After recovering, the pain of being pricked by needles just now disappeared without a trace.

Chen Han was completely relieved, this huge problem could be solved, as for the rest, he didn't ask for it at all.

His consciousness slowly sank, and Chen Han, who was originally the soul in the depths of this sea of consciousness, gradually lost consciousness, and Chen Han's eyes moved slightly while lying on the bed.

Chen Han opened his eyes and saw the golden ceiling above. He propped up his upper body and sat up from the bed.

Just at first glance, Chen Han felt that the whole world was different in front of him. But where this difference was manifested, Chen Han couldn't say, he lowered his head and took out the two jade pendants from his chest.

The jade pendant did not change in the slightest, and it seemed that Chen Han's reaction just now did not mean anything to him at all.

But Chen Han looked at it for a long time, and finally found a wisp of difference, these two jade pendants, one is turquoise and the other is blue and white.

The turquoise one had helped him through countless difficulties, including this time, without him, Chen Han would not have been able to hold on until now, and he would have completely collapsed in that soul pain like an endless nightmare.

But this jade jade pendant is now inexplicably giving him a sense of temptation.

It's a ridiculous statement, but it's true, and the temptation is getting stronger and stronger, like a person who has been hungry for a long time sees a large table of food, or a hungry ghost who has been abstinent for ten years sees a beautiful woman who has stripped naked.

The only difference between these two is that this sense of temptation is not just on the surface, but the deeper throbbing comes from his newly formed sword-shaped soul in the depths of the sea of consciousness.

Finally, he couldn't take it anymore.

A strange wave emanated from his body, tightly enveloping the jade pendant.

This jade pendant did not disappoint him a little, and instantly bloomed with a dazzling turquoise light, and immediately after, Chen Han fainted gorgeously again.

Chen Han's consciousness appeared in an extremely familiar place, Baiyu Square, surrounded by floating peaks, said to be mountain peaks, in fact, this time Chen Han compared to countless times before to see clearly.

It was clearly an incomparably huge sword hanging in the sky, constantly floating up and down, but it was covered by a white mist, and under the void and reality, it was like a mountain peak.

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