Today can be said to be the most relaxing day since Murong Xiaotian entered the Linglong Tower. He slept until midnight. It can be said that he has never been as relaxed as now since he was trapped in the ant nest. Although he also knows it very well. In fact, it only lasts for about twenty days. But the celestial fantasy realm and the Exquisite Tower are definitely not calculated based on normal time. Otherwise, the magic strategist would have to pull himself out even if he demolished the Exquisite Tower. .
As soon as the person calmed down, Murong Xiaotian actually felt an indescribable feeling of loneliness. The helplessness and sadness of being isolated from the world arose spontaneously. He walked casually in the garden of Wu Mansion, looking at the flowers in the garden, but his heart felt It's boring. He doesn't need to do anything now. He just waits for the moment when Wu Gang and Broken Blade come back. He just wants to leave here as soon as possible. He is even a little afraid of seeing Fang Ying. Before the matter is clear. It would be better to disappear as soon as possible. He wants to get out of this Linglong Tower as soon as possible. There are still two levels left. But his heart has already flown outside. This Linglong Tower has brought him too many emotional ties. He is afraid. He is afraid of his ten thousand feet. Ambition will be consumed by these tangled emotions.
"Mr. Thief. Mr. Thief. My master is back. Please invite me, sir." At this time, Wu Gang's voice came from the entrance of the garden, awakening Murong Xiaotian who was in a daze.
"Sir, my master has invited me." Wu Gang quickly ran to Murong Xiaotian. His face was cleared of the worries of the past, and he pulled Murong Xiaotian away excitedly.
"Don't panic. Don't panic. I haven't even gotten the Soul-Severing Knife yet. Are you still afraid that I'll leave..." Murong Xiaotian replied with a smile, but he couldn't help but speed up.
As soon as Murong Xiaotian entered the hall of Wu Mansion, he saw a tall man standing there. The man had his hands behind his back and his back was facing Murong Xiaotian. Although it was just a silhouette, Murong Xiaotian saw the man's face. For a moment, there was an unprecedented seriousness on his face.
Momentum. The aura of being proud of the world. That man exuded a powerful aura that Murong Xiaotian had never seen before. Murong Xiaotian was sure that if this person was his enemy, then he must have entered "Destiny" by himself. The most terrifying and powerful enemy I have ever encountered since.
In an instant, Murong Xiaotian's memory of this man completely changed. Originally, when he first met Wu Gang, he heard Wu Gang talk about how the Broken Swordsman was the best in the world. He didn't take it seriously. When he saw Wu Gang His family business and his many wives and concubines made Murong Xiaotian's impression of him even worse. But at this moment, he knew that he was wrong. And he was so wrong. He had never seen this man take action, not even until now. . He only saw his back, but there was a voice in his heart telling him. This person is called the second in the world. Then no one dares to be called the best in the world.
"Okay. Very good. Apart from Duan Yunfeng, you are the only person with potential that I have seen in these thousands of years." The man turned around slowly. His voice was very soft, very flat, but transparent. With a broad aura: "Your skills are very complex. Although only one skill has reached advanced levels, I didn't expect that in this exquisite world, you actually gained the power of demons. With this alone, you are already slightly better than Duan Yunfeng back then. .Good.Very good.”
The Broken Swordsman looks very ordinary, but in the ordinary, there is something extraordinary. When Murong Xiaotian saw his face for the first time, he immediately thought of Yan Nantian in Gu Long's "Peerless Two Beauties". In fact. This Broken Sword guest looked nothing like Yan Nantian. But for some reason, Murong Xiaotian thought of Yan Nantian. Maybe it was because of his invincible aura.
Murong Xiaotian immediately felt like he was about to suffocate. With just that casual glance, it seemed that he had been seen through by the Broken Swordsman. All his skills and attributes were revealed: "What did you say? I gained the power of the demon.
." Murong Xiaotian was about to collapse and at the same time, he was even more confused.
The power of the demon. Isn't that what Xian'er and the two-headed demon beast possess? Why is it related to him again? How could this swordsman know about his trials in other places?
"You are so careless. You didn't even know you had the power of a demon. You might as well take a look at your attributes." The swordsman shook his head with a smile.
"How could this happen? Demon power jade pendant." Murong Xiaotian checked the attribute column. Only then did he realize that his attributes actually included something like demon power +500. What surprised him even more was that it was in the pet column.
There are actually too many monsters to possess
+1 content. At the same time, he also suddenly remembered that all this must be related to the demon power jade pendant that Xian'er used on himself. However, he still didn't know what use this demon power was to him. The demon power.
What does attribute mean? represent.
"Hey, you are such a person. You show mercy everywhere. People sacrifice their lives to save you. The people you really harmed will have to wait for you for ten thousand years. Why? You forgot about them so quickly." Broken Swordsman did not answer Murong Xiao
Tian still smiled and shook his head at the question, but it was not difficult to see that he still had a very fond impression of Murong Xiaotian.
"Sweat. I. How could I forget her?" Murong Xiaotian was sweating profusely. But at the same time, his heart almost jumped out of his throat in shock. His mind was in a mess. What on earth was going on.
How come this man knows everything? It seems like everything is in chaos in Linglong Tower.
"I know what you are thinking." Duan Swordsman looked at Murong Xiaotian calmly, but his tone was very serious: "I just want to tell you, don't take Linglong Tower too simple, let alone this exquisite world.
It's an illusion. Otherwise, you are totally wrong."
"Weng." Murong Xiaotian was really dizzy this time. God, this person even knew about Linglong Tower. In other words, he probably knew about the things outside Linglong Tower. This made him simply not believe it.
.But the matter was in front of him, but he couldn't help but believe it.
"Hey. Back then I gave Duan Yunfeng the most powerful weapon in the world, the Sky-Breaking Sword. Just take this exquisite knot." The Broken Swordsman ignored Murong Xiaotian's reaction, let alone whether Murong Xiaotian understood what he heard.
. He just let out a long sigh and took out something. It looked like seven pieces connected together.
Eight Linglong Towers as big as matchboxes were handed to Murong Xiaotian: "Take it. One day you will know its use. Hey, maybe it is God's will. It is time for the Linglong World to come out." Then.
Duan Daoke seemed to be talking to Murong Xiaotian, or to himself, or to have infinite emotions.
Murong Xiaotian was confused when he heard it, but he didn't want to ask. If Broken Swordsman didn't want to talk, it would be in vain for him to ask: "Thank you." Murong Xiaotian took the exquisite knot and put it into the package.
"Okay, you can leave. Otherwise, there will be another emotion that will entangle you in the future." Suddenly a light flashed in the eyes of the Broken Swordsman. He glanced at the door of the hall. He raised his hand and a colorful streak appeared.
The brilliance flashed. The soul-breaking knife inserted on the big stone in the corner of the hall made a sound like a dragon's roar. It flew out and fell into Murong Xiaotian's hand.
"Holy shit. God-level skills." Murong Xiaotian shouted loudly. His heart almost burst. His pupils instantly enlarged dozens of times. But he only had time to shout out these words before disappearing.
"Uncle Wu." At the same time that Murong Xiaotian disappeared, a figure flashed at the door. Fang Ying's figure appeared: "Uncle Wu, where is Mr. Thief."
"Gone." Broken Swordsman replied calmly.
"Let's go. Go there."
"Go where he belongs." Broken Swordsman finished his sentence and walked out of the hall. He looked up at the sky. No one knew what he was thinking...
"Congratulations, I am a thief. I passed the seventh level of the trial. All attribute points will be permanently increased by one."
"Holy shit. God-level skills. God-level skills. Damn it." Murong Xiaotian returned to the simple and empty seventh floor of Linglong Tower. He stood there blankly. The system beeped for him. He didn't hear it at all. The soul-cutting knife he was holding in his hand just now was gone. He seemed not to know. His whole person was still immersed in the moment when the knife-breaker waved. That colorful brilliance, that fascinating thing. skills.
"Hey, when can we wave our hands..." After a long time, the little genius Murong came back to his senses. He smiled bitterly and lamented.
"Damn it. I don't want to think about it anymore. The trial is important. One day, I will have that kind of skill." Murong Xiaotian became furious and quickly rushed to the eighth floor...
