It was pitch black all around. Only his own body emitted a little fluorescence.

"You're here. "In the dark, especially this hoarse, suppressed voice sounded clearer than usual.

The familiar voice sounded again, and Shu'er knew at once that he was back in this place.

Shu'er got up from the cold ground again, and he no longer tried to look around, because he knew that there was nothing around, and he couldn't see anything at all.

Except for the man who called himself the Sword Emperor.

Still dressed in a black robe. It's still the lonely back.

Looking at his back, Shu'er suddenly felt that there was an indescribable feeling in this man—like sadness, loneliness, and resentment.

Just like a god who has fallen from the altar, his identity as a god has long since disappeared, but the pride and invincibility of a god are like a strong wine in a bottle, and it does not need to be eaten, and the strong feeling comes to the face.

"Sword Emperor," Shu'er had a strong impulse, as if he had to say something at the moment, "Are you really the Sword Emperor?"

But as soon as these words came out, he immediately regretted it, he shouldn't have said this anyway, whether the other party was the Sword Emperor or not, it had nothing to do with him, but this question was a matter of adding to the picture.

The man was stunned for a moment, his body was stunned, and then a thunderous shout suddenly sounded--"Yes!"

Shu'er saw that his body suddenly trembled violently, and the aura around his body suddenly erupted violently at this moment, spreading rapidly to the surroundings.

"How is it not?!" The man suddenly turned his face, his bloodshot, angry and unwilling eyes stared at Shu'er, his voice became hoarse and old again at this moment, but there was a trace of anger, "I!

"Xiao Beichen?" Shu'er felt a sense of déjà vu when she heard the name.

But that's not the point, the man's hideous face lets him know that the man in front of him who is about to lose control is the trouble he should focus on dealing with at this moment.

The feeling of oppression brought by the strong breath made Shu'er at a loss, no matter what, the other party was not an existence he could contend with.

And at this moment, a sword shadow was as fast as lightning, passing through the pitch-black space at an extremely fast speed, and hung in the air in front of him!

"It's!"

The blade is as black as ink, and the blade is as light as a leaf.

It's the ink.

Shu'er didn't care much at this moment, and grabbed the hilt of Mozang's sword with his right hand.

And the moment he grasped the hilt of the sword, a numbing power came from his hand at an extremely fast speed, transforming into scenes that appeared in front of his eyes like a mist......

After a long time, this smoke-like fog finally lifted in him, and he finally saw this man who called himself the "Sword Emperor" again.

"You ......" Shu'er spoke again, but only said one word, and could not continue.

"I'm ......" Xiao Beichen stared at Shu'er, with only gray smoke in his eyes, "I'm just a soul body now, maybe the day of dissipation is not too far away......"

Shu'er looked at Xiao Beichen, judging from the scenes that had just surfaced in front of him, he already knew that this man had experienced too much.

"Is this my dream?" Shu'er wanted to ignore the atmosphere that made him extremely uncomfortable, and couldn't help but ask herself, "but what did I just see......

Xiao Beichen didn't continue, but stood in place and looked at Shu'er quietly.

The two looked at each other for a long time, Shu'er's unique vitality and vitality in the eyes of a young man, and Xiao Beichen's eyes that looked down on everything and buried deep despair, all of which touched the other party's heart.

"Why did you come back so quickly," Xiao Beichen seemed to suddenly remember something, his gaze quickly left Shu'er's eyes, moving around, "Have you learned what I gave you?"

"No," Shu'er shook his head, he felt a slight pain in his head at the moment, "I just woke up and fainted again. ”

"Huh?" Although Xiao Beichen's expression couldn't be seen, judging from his tone and normal thinking, he should have been very surprised, only to see him muttering in a low voice, "Could it be that he has gone mad, shouldn't it......?"

"What?" Shu'er narrowed.

"Nothing. Xiao Beichen didn't say anything more, just stretched out his left hand and touched his chin, "Could it be that there is something wrong with this kid's meridians?"

Seeing this, Shu'er didn't ask much. As if he had suddenly remembered something, he unbuttoned his shirt from his chest, revealing the black spot that made him feel uneasy.

"Huh?" Xiao Beichen, who was thinking, was a little surprised when he saw Shu'er showing the black spots on his chest, "What is this?"

"I don't know. But that's what put me in a coma again. ”

Shu'er had no choice but to reply, he looked at the man in front of him, "Don't you know?"

Xiao Beichen squatted down and carefully looked at the black spots on Shu'er's chest, his eyes full of puzzlement and thought.

"What do you know?" Xiao Beichen looked at Shu'er suspiciously, and after a moment he replied, "No, it has nothing to do with me." ”

"What is this place?"

At this moment, Shu'er suddenly connected everything.

He hadn't realized it because of his panic — he was here for the second time, and he didn't feel like he was at home when he woke up.

He may no longer be in Liuling City.

If it was a dream, from the beginning, the man in front of him didn't feel much like a dream man.

"Here?" the man looked up and chuckled, "Simply put, we're in that sword in your hand right now. ”

"What?" Hearing this, anyone would have to be surprised, and Shu'er was no exception.

"This is ......" Shu'er looked at the sword in his hand, "Instrument room!?"

"Not bad...... Xiao Beichen was a little surprised, "I still think you know." Didn't the previous owner of this sword tell you before you came in?"

"Nope. Shu'er looked even more surprised, "I thought I was dreaming all along. ”

"Dreaming?" Xiao Beichen was obviously stunned, and then laughed, "For ordinary people, it is indeed a dream." ”

"Boy," Xiao Beichen suddenly stood up, "who the hell are you?" ”

"Me?" Shu'er looked at Xiao Beichen, who suddenly stood up, and was extremely flustered in her heart at the moment, and said to herself, "My name is An Wangshu, I am ten years old this year, I am the son of An Qingge in Liuling City, Yingyang County in the south......"

"I'm not asking about this," Xiao Beichen shook his head, "I'm asking about the origin of this thing." ”

"Is this a thing?" Shu'er's eyes were foggy, "I don't know yet." ”

"When did it appear?" Xiao Beichen saw that Shu'er's thoughts were a little confused at the moment, so he had to ask a little more carefully.

"Hmm......" Shu'er mused, his somewhat dazed head pondering over the memories of the black spot.

"Last time. ”

"When was the last time you did your work?"

"Before this coma. ”

When Xiao Beichen heard Shu'er say this, he couldn't help but fall silent.

The atmosphere was silent again, and it seemed a little awkward.

"Boy," Xiao Beichen spoke again, "how did you get here?" ”

Shuer paused, "Through a book." ”

Wrong!

The two discovered this almost at the same time.

This is the inkware room, how can you get in through a book!?

"A book?" Xiao Beichen looked at Shu'er's face, "What book?"

Shu'er recalled carefully, but the more he recalled, the more his head hurt and the more he couldn't remember anything.

Looking at the ink in his hand, Shu'er realized that this book was as if he had never seen it before, and that everything that had happened since he got the book was largely beyond his knowledge.

A hint of fear quickly surfaced in my heart like oil under the water.

"I, I don't know. Fear suddenly took over his face.