"She wasn't called Nalan Xin, she was Beigong Tong. Sister Yun is right, if she tells Tong'er her life experience at this time, she may not be able to stand it. After all, the shift is just too great. From the daughter of the god of war to the princess of the dead country to the daughter of the first evil demon in the rivers and lakes, it is unacceptable to put it on anyone. Mo Tong is the beginning of her new identity. It just so happens that I want to take this opportunity to make Nalan Xin disappear in this world forever and ever. Do as I was told. ”

"Yes, Sect Master."

The sect master looked at the sleeping Nalan Xin, no, Mo Tong, he was thoughtful.

……

I don't know how long it has been, but the sleeping Nalan Xin gradually woke up, but her eyes were still covered with pink ribbons.

She opened her eyes, and through the pink ribbon, she could feel a glimmer of light.

I remember my body gradually losing its temperature, and my limbs gradually stiffened, unable to move, as if frozen, but ......

But now it's like it's like nothing happened, what the hell is going on?

Nalan Xin's right hand held her left, and she felt the warmth of her skin.

Although she is very thin now, and there is hardly any excess meat on the back of her hand, it is indeed her own hand!

Pinch hard, and the pain hits!

I'm alive!

A few fragments vaguely flashed in Nalan Xin's mind, she seemed to have made a move with someone and had fought with someone.

No, it's a big war.

Fighting, you won't be so sore all over.

From childhood to adulthood, Nalan Xin doesn't know how many fights he has fought with people.

The feeling of fighting, she can't be mistaken.

At the time of her coma, she clearly remembered one sentence: take her away and take good care of her.

Did you change me another place?

She was just about to get up when a pain hit her back: my back ......

She lay down helplessly, groping around with her hands: this was the bed, with a soft futon under her and a thin blanket on her body.

This......

Where is this?

The small incense burner in the house was burning ambergris, mixed with some other medicinal smells and the like, but it didn't smell bad.

No matter what, Nalan Xin took off the pink ribbon covering her eyes, and when her eyes touched the light, she subconsciously closed her eyes.

After a long time, she slowly opened one of her eyes, and then the other, and she finally saw where she was.

This is also a stone chamber, much larger than the stone chamber where she was imprisoned before, two or three times larger!

The walls of the stone chamber are polished and smooth, and there is no candle flame on the candlesticks on the walls, which are also lit by crystals.

Nalan Xin found that she was living in a single bed, and the style of the bed was very simple and simple.

But the material of the bed was very expensive, it was a fine golden silk nanmu, which was much better than what she had seen in the Tianyuan Kingdom Palace.

But it's normal to think about it, the Sky Mountain is densely forested, and there are all kinds of rare tree species growing, and it is not a strange thing to have this excellent golden silk nanmu.

Nalan Xin endured the pain in her back and got up, as soon as she moved, a crisp sound sounded, and a chill hit her ankles.

She lifted the blanket off the lid, and as expected, she was shackled with silver ankles.

It's still the familiar shackles, and after wearing it for more than half a year, it just turned to ashes, and Nalan Xin still recognizes it.

"It seems that in the dark room, I really touched people, otherwise where did the wound on my back come from? But if I don't have the internal strength, how can I do it? Did I use that evil sword move again? ”

The harder he tried to think about it, the more Nalan Xin's head hurt.

Forget it, it's the most important thing to live well.

Nalan Xin got up and got out of bed.

She had already been dressed in a clean dress, a pink dress, made of high-quality materials, very fitted, almost tailored to her figure.

The waist of the dress is cinched and there is no belt.

Because prisoners generally do not have the right to wear belts, they are afraid that they will kill themselves with belts.

Nalan Xin walked barefoot, without shoes, and looked around: there were many bookshelves here, and on the shelves were many books and various files that recorded information.

On the bookshelves in the distance are neatly placed hundreds of small bamboo tubes, which should be used to store secret documents.

There is also a small label tied to each small bamboo tube, which should be used to mark and make it easy to find.

What the hell is this place?

Why am I here?

I'm a person from the Heavenly Source Kingdom, why would he rest assured that I would stay here, not afraid that I would peep into the secrets of the Phaseless God Sect......

Nalan Xin was puzzled, and she continued to observe.

Not far away, she found a table made of black and purple wood, on which were neatly stacked with the four treasures of the study, and there were many scrolls on the table.

Not far from the table, on the wall hung a golden sword, with a dragon entwined around its scabbard, lifelike, inlaid with many precious stones.

That sword should have won the love of its owner, otherwise it would not have put so much effort and money into decorating it.

The sword looked a little old, and its scabbard was covered with dust, and no one had ever tended to it or touched it.

Driven by a strong curiosity, Nalan Xin walked over and drew his sword.

From the moment the sword was unsheathed, a dragon roar sounded, and a cold light flashed in front of Nalan Xin's eyes, and the cold air was overwhelming.

With the sword in his hand, Nalan Xin felt a slight sense of heaviness.

This......

This......

This is the Dragon's Sword, why is it here?

Ye Ghost Axe would occasionally talk to Nalan Xin about some old things about An Yu Kingdom, and Nalan Xin knew that it was not a strange thing for Long Yin to be swords.

The dragon yin sword, the sword worn by the lords of the North Palace in the past dynasties, represents the symbol of imperial power.

Could it be that the sect master is a descendant of the royal family of the North Palace?

Or perhaps, after that great battle, the Sect Master couldn't get this sword by chance?

Sword?

Nalan Xin looked down at the shackles on his feet, and then at the sword in his hand.

She smiled and slipped her sword back into its scabbard.

Even if the sword could split the shackles on her feet, so what?

She escaped twice, both of which ended in failure.

For the first time, only the door of the stone chamber was out;

The second time, although she escaped from the stone chamber and spent a leisurely time in the dining room, she was still captured;

As for the third time, Nalan Xin decided to take advantage of the chips and not be as reckless as the first two times.

Now she can't escape from here, and when the time comes, someone will put on a new pair of shackles for her, maybe a heavier pair of shackles, so that she won't steal chickens and rice, and ask for her own hardship.

Although the current shackles restrict Nalan Xin's movements, they are still very light.

As long as Nalan Xin doesn't run around at will and doesn't perform light skills, there is not much obstacle to ordinary daily walking.