Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

This is in the inner world of the Holy Sword.

The palace was shaped like a conical roof, and a huge sword hung from under the canopy, and the blade was nailed directly to the top of the palace, and there was no other support, so it maintained a wonderful balance in a wonderful posture.

It's a fantasy that shouldn't be in reality. This inner world only exists in the small sword body of the holy sword, but there is a vast area with a radius of thousands of kilometers, not only the palace, but also the large grassland surrounding the palace, and the blue sky surrounded by white clouds with a big sword inserted horizontally.

It is not affected by the passage of time in the outside world, and it is only possible to turn into humanoid entities to talk here by relying on each other's consciousness, and the only people who can talk to each other in the holy sword are the humanoid incarnation of the holy sword itself and her owner, Han Tuo.

And something sealed by the Holy Sword.

At this time, in the criss-crossed rooms of the palace, Han Tuo, who had turned into a human form, was shuttling through the complex labyrinth-like rooms that were interconnected and blocked from each other, and were moving straight towards a certain thing that was very important to this time.

Obviously, it was the first time to come here, but because the soul had already connected with the holy sword, Han Tuo was as familiar with this place as if he was walking in his own yard, familiar with the nest of a bird on the branch, and the nest of ants in this corner.

But I don't have the same relaxed mood as strolling through my own yard.

Beside him, there was a silver-haired girl with an anxious look, as the owner of this place, she carried a skirt like a gorgeous dress and followed Han Tuo in a panic, walking briskly with Han Tuo's footsteps. Many times I wanted to reach out and pull Han Tuo's sleeve, just like a little girl who had done something wrong timidly wanted to pull the sleeve of her angry father and tell him not to be angry.

He reached out several times, but finally retracted it.

Because even the Holy Sword Guan Baihong, who was so close to Han Tuo, didn't dare to disobey Han Tuo too much at this time.

The young man who has always been as gentle as jade has a frosty face at this time, indicating that he is already on the verge of anger at this time. The dangerous momentum of a male lion crouching in the grass like a surprise prey made Guan Baihong feel uncontrollably timid.

If you stop him like this, what if you become disgusted with yourself later?

But in the end, Guan Baihong still mustered up the courage and grabbed Han Tuo's shaking sleeves, temporarily stopping him from moving forward. The kind girl braved the panic of being hated by her important owner, but she still fulfilled her duty steadfastly.

Han Tuo had already walked to the front of a quietly closed room, and was about to stretch out his hands to push it away, but if he didn't stop it, he was afraid it would be too late.

Because in the room in front of us, there is a human form sealed with another power, and in complete conflict with the white quality of the holy sword, there is a negative quality that is filled with ominous and dark. Once released, even himself, as the owner of this fantasy palace, may not be able to control it.

This is the kind of power that is enough to keep pace with the [Legendary] level holy sword held by the brave.

The power of the demon king itself.

"Master, you can't open it. Guan Baihong almost persuaded Han Tuo in a pleading tone, the fingers holding his sleeves were twisted with pale force, and with a slight tremor caused by fear, "Once opened, there is no turning back!"

Han Tuo, who lowered his head, turned his head and looked at her quietly, and the emotions contained in it made her tremble. What kind of look is this?!Anger at the fact that allies are frequently killed and seriously injured, but mixed with remorse for their own inadequacy. Powerless because of anger, remorse because of powerlessness, firm because of remorse.

The next moment, Han Tuo shook his sleeve vigorously and broke free from Guan Baihong's pull on him. The silver-haired girl was knocked over by her arm because she was trying to break free, and she took a step back and fell to the ground because her center of gravity was unstable.

It's like a little girl punished by an angry father, who hid her slightly red and swollen hands behind her back after being slapped on the palm of her hand, and looked at her father with big eyes that were teardropping and deeply aggrieved. Obviously, the big tears kept falling, but he still bit his lower lip tightly and looked like "I couldn't hold back the tears".

Because I was afraid that if I couldn't stop the tears, my father would hate me because of it.

Guan Baihong has such an expression at the moment.

Han Tuo turned his head away and didn't help the girl get up. "I'm sorry. He just whispered a word of apology.

"I ...... I want to get power, I want to get the power of the people I want to protect and I should protect. When I was a brave man, I believed so firmly. ”

"But that kind of power requires a lot of time, time, and cultivation to obtain. But at the moment my allies have been seriously injured by me, and the enemy I have to defeat is right in front of me. I don't have time to wait, because I'm living in the moment. I need strength, now, right away. ”

"You say that as a brave person, you only need to swing a sword for the people you want to protect, but as a brave person, you can't even protect your own important people......"

"What should I do with such a brave man!!"

Han Tuo stepped forward and slammed open the door that stood in front of him.

He didn't know what the power of the seal was, but the consciousness connected to the fantasy palace told him that there was something he was looking for. Maybe it's a dangerous weapon, maybe it's an evil magic scroll, maybe it's some kind of unspeakable monster of the opposite sex. But in short, Hantuo is ready to face anything.

But what he saw in front of him still shocked him.

It was a girl.

It was a black girl with black hair and a black gown, imprisoned by layers of black chains, forming a huge cage. The delicate face is like a doll, and the eyes that were originally closed gradually open with the light that gradually opens the door.

Even those eyes were as dark and deep as the night sky, and there was a magnificent glimmer of faint stars shining in the depths of the eyes. The dark background, the negative and thick chains, and the delicate girl behind such a scene make all this a deep, extremely unnatural impression.

The black girl looked at Han Tuo, who strode over with a little surprise, and laughed softly, then pulled up her black skirt and walked gently to Han Tuo's side through the chain.

As light and graceful as a cat's graceful walk, it seems that it can easily cross the water without a trace of ripples. Compared to Han Tuo, he was half a head shorter, so that the girl who approached had to look up at Han Tuo, Han Tuo could even gently turn the starlight from the girl's eyes, and the cunning intelligence hidden in his deeper places like a little devil.

"Master, you've come to see me. ”

"Do you want power? I can give it to you, you can not lose to any power. ”

"That's right, keep it that way. Are you so angry that you want to tear your enemies apart, do you feel that a volcano is continuing to erupt in your body? Yes, just keep it that way. ”

The girl with the magnificent pattern tattooed on her forearm reached out through the gap between the chains and stroked Han Tuo's cheek - Han Tuo had seen Guan Baihong's forearm tattooed with complex patterns like this - her words were extremely tempting, and she hit Han Tuo's mind again and again with extreme strength.

I don't know when, Han Tuo has been pulled down by the subtle force, his face has been extremely close to the cage of chains, the delicate face of the black girl is close at hand, and even the sweet breath in her mouth can really be felt clearly. She whispered in his ear in the gesture of kissing Han Tuo's cheek.

"Remember, master. My name is ......"

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