"Senior brother, what's wrong with you, we're in a martial arts competition, don't scare me" Qingjian cried.

"Haha..."Xiao Bing tilted his head and laughed.

Qingjian was even more at a loss, and he almost cried out, "Senior brother..."

"You call me a senior brother, you should also have some skills, the competition is simple, see how much you can move me. The red pupil in Xiao Bing's right eye, as beautiful as a jewel, made Qing Jian look a little stunned, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "What beautiful eyes." ”

Seeing Qingjian in a daze, Xiao Bing's fingers knocked on the competition platform under his buttocks.

Click, the tournament table cracked.

Qingjian was startled.

Xiao Bing looked at him with a smile, "Can you start?"

Qingjian said dumbfoundedly, "Good senior brother...", and then luck lifted the sword, but...

"Wait..."

Xiao Bing suddenly raised his hand, interrupted Qingjian, and then said, "Let's talk about something first, if you lose, be my guide to this world." ”

Qingjian looked at Xiao Bing in confusion and nodded.

Xiao Bing sat on the ground during the whole process, but Qingjian was extremely dignified.

When the green sword lifted the sword, nodded the foot, and the green wind walked, a white crane flashed its wings.

Qingfeng's sword slashed towards Xiao Bing's neck.

The sword qi rippled, and the referee's trouser belt broke.

The sound of the sword is like the roar of a dragon, majestic and shocking.

It's just two fingers blocking the sword.

"As a sword cultivator, you're really a little bad"

"What, sword cultivation..."

"Cult cultivators... God, I'll just say how a stupid guy can face up to a battle cultivator. ”

......

"I'm not a sword cultivator" Qing Jian was anxious and shouted loudly, his voice full of grievances.

Xiao Bing frowned, as if unexpectedly, he quickly understood something.

"I didn't say that you are a sword cultivator, sword cultivation is good at fighting, how can there be someone like you, but you lost. ”

Qingjian nodded.

Xiao Bing said again: "Are you admitting defeat?"

Qingjian jumped up, "No, I don't admit defeat." ”

Xiao Bing lowered his head, "Since it's not a sword cultivator, it won't be okay if the sword is broken."

Click

The sword of the green sword was broken in front of everyone's eyes.

Qing Jian's chest was stuffy, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Xiao Bing in a daze.

Xiao Bing's eyes were very indifferent, Xiao Bing mouthed at the green sword, "I'm a sword cultivator."

Qingjian shuddered, and then he saw Xiao Bing's mouth shape, "You are not worthy of using a sword..."

Xiao Bing left, and his vision of the world suddenly became a little more disappointed.

Behind his back, Qingjian knelt on the ground, holding his sword, and wept bitterly.

In the empty world for a moment, there was only his voice, all crying.

At this moment, people looked at him, and his red right eye was cruel and cold-blooded in the eyes of all people.

"That's enough, you're not a sword cultivator, and you're not qualified to cry for the sword" Listening to Qingjian's cry, Xiao Bing became angry and said angrily.

Under the stage, the disciples looked at Xiao Bing strangely.

At this time, the corners of Ning He's mouth twitched, which was really unexpected.

"Someone came and caught him..."

I didn't know that the elder stood up...

Then a group of disciples rushed out and surrounded Xiao Bing...

Xiao Bing's red pupils revealed a hint of playfulness, and he raised his hand, ready to behead these disciples who came up.

But his hand was grasped, and in an instant, Xiao Bing's own strength was scattered by a strange force.

"Enough, you're drunk"

Xiao Bing saw a handsome man who was holding his hand and looked a little old. And the disciples who gathered around were shocked and flew out.

Xiao Bing wanted to fight back, and the abilities in his body converged, but he was stunned because he didn't have a sword in his body.

Looking up again, he saw Ning He looking at him meaningfully.

"If you can't forge a sword, you will smash someone else's sword, be ashamed, go back and sober me up. ”

Then Xiao Bing felt that his body was a little soft, and then he was thrown out, and then countless vines suddenly sprang out from the ground and packed him, and the dark red pulled the vines, dragging Xiao Bing away like a dead pig.

Among the vines, Xiao Bing looked at Ning He, his red eyes full of solemnity.

......

Outside the small building

Breeze and green trees,

Sunlight shattered on the ground.

In a small building,

Half bright and half dark.

Ning He looked at Xiao Bing, "I don't believe it"

Xiao Bing looked at Ning He and said, "I believe"

Ning He didn't argue with those words, "Since you are here, then where Xiao Bing's soul goes, what kind of world are you." ”

"Our world is called the Abyss. ”

Ning He froze instantly.

"What's your name?"

"Right eye," Xiao Bing pointed to his right eye and said lightly.

"Tell me about your world, this legend about dreams," Ning He said.

"Do you have any wine here?" said the right eye.

"Yes"

On the small building, on the roof tile, the right eye is drinking wine and looking at the sky.

"We have a legend there that millions of monks chase the dragon king, the bones are dry in a battle, no one returns, the dragon king is cursed, and reincarnation is inseparable. Born as a human being, dead as a demon, and reincarnated when a demon dies. We have been living in the struggle, to live is to kill demons, even if we know that we will become demons when we die, we kill demons because demons will become human when they die, even if they forget the past clean people like paper, and demons are desperately killing us, because we will become demons when we die, and we will forget the past"

"Can't you people coexist peacefully with demons?"

"Demons are stupid, they live to kill, they never think why, and they are not afraid of death. ”

"Are you asking me to sympathize with you?" Ning He suddenly asked the right eye.

The right eye was stunned for a moment, and he looked at Ning He in a daze, "No, we don't ask for charity from others." ”

"Why are you here, I don't believe the you say in the arena. ”

"......" looked at Ning He with his right eye, and suddenly smiled, "No one can leave the Lost Demon Abyss, but we want to leave, so many years ago, we thought of a way, Dream Piercing." ”

Ning He tilted his head, "Soul contract?"

"No, it's the Little Dragon Contract. Right eye.

Ning He commented on this right eye, "Price, don't tell me there is no price!"

The right eye looked at Ning He and said, "It won't hurt anyone, don't worry." ”

Ning He said, "You will come to this world in the form of a sword spirit, and it is a spirit sword." ”

The right eye was stunned for a moment, "I found out, when?"

Ning He said, "Guess, you care a lot about the attitude of the people here towards sword cultivation, and not every sword spirit can be like you." ”

"Coming to this world as a sword spirit, you can escape the time of the Demon Abyss, where we will turn to stone, and the demon will not move us until the sword here is destroyed"