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After Qian Xi, Song Ming, and Xu Muhua were killed, there was only one elder in the entire Ten Thousand Swords Sect left, and Elder Lin who had gone mad and was still in retreat.

Shen Jian wouldn't move Elder Lin.

When Shen Jian was a child, if the only thing that was okay with Shen Jian was this, then only this Elder Lin and Shen Jian's father.

It's a pity that when Shen Jian was ten years old, Elder Lin had a mistake in his practice, vomiting blood every day, and he could only barely rely on retreat to maintain his life.

Shen Jian never saw him again.

For Elder Lin, Shen Jian naturally didn't touch him anything, on the contrary, he also produced a lot of high-grade medicinal materials for Elder Lin to heal his injuries and replenish his body, but the others were not so lucky......

On the contrary, the disciples who had bullied and insulted Shen Jian, especially the disciples and relatives of Xu Muhua and Elder Qian Xi, Shen Jian, were all cleared one by one, and all the disciples who could be cultivated had nothing to do with these elders, Shen Jian left them to cultivate intimately......

For a while, the entire Wanjianmen had been completely controlled by Shen Jian, and Shen Jian became the real deputy master of the Wanjianmen.

Deputy Door Master?

Why not the door owner?

Nonsense, the position of the master of this sect is naturally Du Ming, which is indisputable.

But basically, Du Ming, the master of the door, is not in charge of things at all, except for some important things to deal with, Du Ming is handed over to Shen Jian to manage.

Two days later, Du Ming's residence was officially moved from the inn to the room where the master of the Wanjianmen Gate lived, and the room was filled with all kinds of calligraphy and paintings, all kinds of cultivation methods, and precious long swords......

Well, as long as it is something that looks valuable to Wanjian Gate, Shen Jian will put it all in Du Ming's room, saying that it is filial piety to Du Ming.

Although Du Ming accepted it, in fact, Du Ming had no interest in these swords, calligraphy and paintings, and antiques.

He doesn't understand these things, so what's the use of letting him do them?

Du Ming felt that it was time to do something.

Now, although his real strength is the Martial Artist Dual Realm, if he really encounters a master of the Martial Artist Dual Realm, he will undoubtedly lose, and he will lose very badly.

After all, the water in his martial artist dual realm was too great.

This world is not an online game, and you can resurrect and start again after you hang up in an online game, but this world is really hiccup after you hang up.

Are you counting on hanging up and crossing back?

Does Du Ming have the courage to die?

Apparently he didn't have the guts.

As a traverser, after going through the initial most painful business and having welcomed the dawn of enjoyment, then, what should the average traverser do?

Naturally, it is necessary to be prepared for danger in times of peace and cultivate to improve the realm, in case of emergency!

Du Ming did the same, a lot of cheats, Du Ming read them as long as he was free, and pondered and cultivated whenever he was free.

Of course, the effect of such a contemplation is also very significant, and it has a great impact on Du Ming's whole person.

At least as soon as Du Ming went out, his mind was full of all kinds of messy people, spiritual energy meridians, cultivation methods, Du Ming, who had occasional pain in his braincase, instantly became a pain in his braincase all the time, and even, he was about to vomit......

As for the realm of martial arts, Du Ming is also like a hang-up that expires and needs to be renewed, more than ten days have passed, and he has not been in the realm at all, and he was still in the realm ten days ago.

Du Ming is very worried!

It's very uncomfortable.

Could it be that this up-and-down opening seems to have become a high-tide and depressing abusive beginning?

It's very uncomfortable!

Du Ming instantly felt like crying, but remembering that Shen Jian had been stuck in the Martial Arts Double Realm for several years, Du Ming was in a slightly better mood......

But......

One morning on the twelfth day, Shen Jian rushed to Du Ming's room in a hurry, and after bowing respectfully and saying hello, he looked at Du Ming excitedly!

"Lord Du Ming, I have broken through, I have broken through to the sixfold realm of martial arts, and I am only three realms away from the innate realm, I will definitely work hard!"

“......”

What? Nima you broke through again?

Your breakthrough is to eat and drink water and ride a rocket, right?

People are more angry than people.

Early in the morning, it was supposed to be a hopeful and cheerful day, but Du Ming found ......

I'm not happy.

And......

Uncomfortable, want to cry.

..........................................

Wanjianmen has changed the world.

Du Ming originally thought that he would be able to live peacefully in the Wanjian Gate for a few months or even a year, although the days were a little dull, but to eat, drink, and have someone to serve, this was simply an emperor-like life, but ......

On the second day after Shen Jian broke through to the Martial Artist Sixfold Realm, Du Ming found that something seemed to be wrong with his spirit.

Could it be that something went wrong when I was looking at the cheats exercises?

Every day, when Du Ming was ready to sleep, a very strange singing voice would come from his ears......

When he heard this song for the first time, Du Ming didn't care at all, thinking that it was a female disciple of Wanjianmen who couldn't sleep in the middle of the night and was singing, but after hearing such a song every day, Du Ming's egg hurt.

Who sings all night?

Moreover, when I was standing, the sound was very far away, but as soon as I lay down on the bed and was ready to sleep, the song rang out violently, as if someone was sitting on the edge of the bed and singing, and it was like this every day, as soon as I went out of the room, there was no one, and I went back to the house......

The song continued to be hilarious.

This frightened Du Ming!

In such a situation, Du Ming only thought of one possibility, and that was haunting!

This world is not the 21st century, this world is a fantasy world with all kinds of demons and monsters!

Is it unusual to have a few haunts?

It's not unusual at all, isn't it?

What the hell am I doing, why did I run into a haunting?

Du Ming wanted to wake up the little yellow snake, but the little yellow snake muttered, moved his body and shook his head, and continued to sleep......

What the hell is wrong with my house!

The more Du Ming thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and the more he thought about it, the more creepy he felt, and finally, he made a decision!

That's to change the room and sleep!

There is something wrong with this house!

Definitely there is a problem!

God knows what the master of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate did in the room before, and now the ghosts are all entangled!

Change!

Must be changed!

"Lord Du Ming, aren't you used to living in this room?"

"Well, change it. ”

"How's the side room?"

"Yes!"

"Okay, then I'll send someone to clean it up immediately. ”

"Hmm. ”

Changing the room, looking at the brand-new furnishings and things, Du Ming breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he should be able to do this, right?

However, when he woke up the next day, Du Ming began to doubt his life!

The voice remained the same, still singing noisily in Du Ming's mind, and even after Du Ming finally fell asleep, Du Ming had nightmares......

What kind of nightmare is this?

Mountain of Corpses!

The corpses were stacked all over the ground into a mountain, and countless vultures wandered over the mountain......

River of Blood!

Patches of red blood rivers that could not be seen in the distance......

Countless wails and pains, countless terrible scenes churned in Du Ming's mind.

As soon as Du Ming closed his eyes, he had this dream......

When he woke up the next day, Du Ming was sweating profusely!

This unjust ghost is so good!

No way!

This room is even more problematic!

After Du Ming woke up, he immediately continued to change rooms......

"Lord Du Ming, you ......"

"Change rooms. ”

"Oh, what a ......"

One day later......

"Lord Du Ming......"

"...... Swap"

"Huh?

"Change!"

Four days later......

"Du Ming ......"

"...... Swap"

“......”

After being tormented by nightmares and sounds for eight days, Du Ming even felt that there was something wrong with this entire Ten Thousand Swords Gate!

Could it be that there are too many dead people these days, and the resentment of this Ten Thousand Sword Gate cannot be contained?

He suddenly missed the inn!

At least, the inn is safe!

As for Shen Jian, he blamed himself in his heart after seeing Lord Du Ming keep changing rooms.

He didn't think anything else.

He just felt that he couldn't get used to living in a humble little place like Wanjianmen......

"That's right, after all, what kind of person is Lord Du Ming, you let him live in a small head house like Wanjianmen, how can this be endured? The level is too different, right? Why don't you renovate the entire Wanjianmen?" Shen Jian looked at the quaint building of Wanjianmen, and suddenly fell into deep thought.

..............................

Du Ming has moved!

At the inn, the shopkeeper was stunned, as if he had seen a ghost, and moved back to the inn.

The first day was really no problem, and I slept comfortably.

But when Du Ming felt that he had finally gotten rid of it, he suddenly ...... the next night

"Woooooooooo......oo Host...... Master...... Host...... Woowoo woo ......"

The terrible song reached Du Ming's ears again......

Du Ming had a nightmare again!

"Am I having a nervous disorder?"

"It's spicy, what's going on, it's not going to die......"

When he woke up on the morning of the third day, Du Ming stared at the ceiling, muttering to himself, and began to doubt his life.