The dwelling is very remote, there are very few people coming and going, and there is only a narrow corridor leading to it.

The unlit corridor was pitch black, and quite a few bats gathered.

It's just that these bats have quietly dispersed when the guide brought Yu Qingqian here.

After the envoy of the King of Slaughter left, Yu Qingqian closed the door of the small castle.

The lights in the small castle were dim, and two rows of candles were lit on either side of the walls, and the candles were swaying by the wind blowing from nowhere.

Maybe it's because the environment here is so quiet, and it makes people feel a little creepy for no reason.

In the center is a rectangular mahogany table with a piece of parchment paper that is somewhat mutilated. In addition to this, there are some steel cutlery that has accumulated dust.

Yu Qingqian approached and took a look.

The parchment was a portrait of a man with a giant sword. He was a stout man, with long hair up to his waist and abdomen, and the mutilated part made the sword seem to be broken at the waist.

"Hiss," Yu Qingqian leaned closer, and the hair on his ears slowly drooped down, just hanging on the parchment.

She touched her chin, frowned slightly, and said with some uncertainty: "Although this person only has a back, how familiar he looks." Like, like"

She pondered for a moment, then took the parchment and looked back and forth, "Isn't it the King of Killing?" ”

Soon, Yu Qingqian denied her idea again.

She remembered that the current King of Killing was none other than Tang San's grandfather, Tang Chen. And Tang Chen's head seemed to have two horns, like the Bull Demon King.

"This can't be the god Shura, right? Drawing only a back, it won't be to pretend to be forced, right? Yu Qingqian muttered, put away the parchment, and walked down the spiral staircase to the second floor.

"System, the third floor of the mall should have been opened, right?"

There was no dust on the handrail of the spiral staircase, but it was oily and slippery, as if it had been polished after being touched for a long time.

[Dr, the intelligent system is at your service. The system mall is open, and the host can view it at any time. The mechanical voice doesn't carry the slightest emotion.,It's obviously not the Tongzi who usually has fun in the space.,Maybe it's intelligent hosting.。

"Open the System Store."

There were many rooms on the second floor, Yu Qingqian chose one closer to the inside, unscrewed the doorknob and walked in.

The furnishings in the room are quite good, the furniture, tables and chairs are all brand new, a layer of unstained appearance, and someone should come to clean it every day.

It's just that in this killing capital, who would be idle and bored to be a cleaner? Or maybe the owner of this house hired someone to clean it, but in this murderous place, is there really such an idle person?

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Yu Qingqian walked to the round soft collapse in the room and sat down.

The moment he closed his eyes, Yu Qingqian's spiritual power was quietly released, covering the entire room in an instant.

Everything in the room was hidden, the rat that had just been burrowed in the corner, the withered flower in the vase on the table, and the bat hanging upside down like a monitor outside the window.

If you don't guess wrong, all the bats in the entire Killing Capital are the eyes of the Killing King.

Although the arrangement in the room was a little inconsistent, Yu Qingqian didn't notice any danger, so he withdrew his spiritual power and rushed to the system space with great interest.

Bilian Sword, when Yu Qingqian first knew the name of this sword, he liked it quite much.

There's no other reason for it, but it's the name, and when it comes out, it's quite explosive.

When I first saw it in the system space, there was an introduction to the function in the introduction column. Bilian's sword intent has a sense of endless life, and the place where the sword goes can make the dead wood spring.

At first, Yu Qingqian didn't take it too seriously, until he found out that this thing actually had its own consciousness.

If you want to say that it is a sword spirit, it has never come out.

As soon as he entered the third layer of exercises, Yu Qingqian was confused by the dazzling variety of exercises in front of him.

From left to right, the books lined up like a library are full of obscure exercises from all walks of life.

There are all kinds of immortal cultivation world, magic world, and the end of the world.

And she came in this time to find a sword book.

Yu Qingqian chose the bookcase closest to him and looked at it from top to bottom.

"The Heart Sutra of the Jade Maiden? "Happy Knife Music"? "If you come to be a Buddha"? What is this? Yu Qingqian blinked a little uncertainly, and retreated to the sign of the bookshelf to take a closer look, "Is it the instrument cultivation area?" ”

This Bilian Sword should also be regarded as a weapon.

Yu Qingqian put the exercises in his hand back, "Forget it, I'd better go to the sword spectrum area to hang around." ”

I don't know what the reason is, this sword spectrum area is actually in the corner of the entire exercise layer, and the location is quite small, and it looks very helpless in the entire exercise layer.

When she was watching Xiuxian, she often saw some interesting remarks in the comment area.

"The group of poor swordsmen on the mountain have come to our Lingtian to gather spiritual grass again."

'Sword cultivation is no longer popular these days'.

Perhaps this is the reason why the Sword Spectrum Area is so humble in the entire exercise layer?

However, no matter what, the combat power of those who play the sword is still real.

It's crossover, pull it back.

The name of the sword book is much more serious.

"Immortal Sword Technique", "One Sword and Ten Thousand Bones", "Lotus Life".

"The names are quite tall." Yu Qingqian went around from one side of the bookshelf to the other and continued to look for it.

After finding the upper floor, she crouched down again to look at the bottom.

The moment he lowered his head, Yu Qingqian saw a rather abrupt book of swords. The other sword books are all placed vertically, only that one, lying in the center, and the name is quite obvious.

"Bilian Sword Spectrum".

Yu Qingqian:

The corners of her mouth twitched, and her heart was a little complicated for a while, and she didn't know what kind of expression to use to deal with the current situation.

It's as if someone has arranged a game and sent all kinds of props into your hands, the kind of clumsiness that desperately tries to hide his purpose, but is still very conspicuous.

"Hehe, Bilian Sword Spectrum?"

Yu Qingqian stretched out his hand to pick up the sword book, patted the non-existent dust on the cover of the book, and turned the first page.

Bilian swordsmanship, holding the sword and giving birth to lotus, endlessly. A sword blooms, and a sword falls. Flowers bloom and fall, is for replacement.

"Flowers bloom and fall? Replacement? Yu Qingqian muttered, "Could it be that you can perceive time at the end of this swordsmanship?" Time Sword Intent? ”

But this is just Yu Qingqian's speculation.

The first style of Bilian swordsmanship, Bilian blossoms.

With Yu Qingqian's reading, every word and sentence on the exercises gradually became a picture in her mind, took out the sword and collected the sword, turned around and stepped forward, like a frightening Hong, graceful like a dragon.

Just the first form made Yu Qingqian feel unfinished.

Yu Qingqian closed the exercises and realized the system space.

(End of chapter)