Looking at the wooden sword lying next to her pillow again, Ning Ye expressed that she was very distressed, as if she had been taken advantage of by a sword and fell asleep.
Things have to start from before.
After learning that Nangong was going to explore the imperial city every day and at night, Ning Ye went back to her room to rest for a while because she was tired from the long drive.
Then, the problem arises.
Ning Ye, who was in a light sleep, suddenly felt a hard stick-like object pressing against him while half asleep.
After opening his eyes, he discovered this wooden sword, which is known as the best sword in the world.
For some reason He ran into his arms.
At first, he thought he had made a mistake in his memory and forgot to take the sword away before going to bed, so he didn't pay much attention to it.
After hanging the sword back on the wall, Ning Ye yawned and continued to fall asleep.
Then, he once again felt something hard and stick-like in his arms, and he opened his eyes again in confusion.
Then he saw the wooden sword that had been hung on the wall slip into his arms again.
If he thought he had misremembered it before, he was now absolutely certain that the sword must have sneaked down from the wall and slipped into his bed while he was sleeping.
If Ning Ye was not one of the immortal cultivators now, she would really think that she had seen a ghost.
However, being slept with a sword was bizarre enough.
At this time, he finally figured out a question that he had been confused about for a long time.
As early as when he drew the sword in the Imperial City Square, he felt that the sword owner's sword felt different from what he had seen before.
It felt different, so I walked around it and observed it carefully for a while before drawing the sword, but until the end, I didn't understand what the difference was.
But now, he finally understood what was wrong, making him feel that it was different from before.
The thing I had seen before, despite its domineering name, was just an ordinary wooden sword and a dead object.
But when I saw it in another world, it felt like it suddenly had a soul, and it felt like it had come to life.
This was also the reason why Ning Ye felt so different when he first saw this sword.
This feeling is very strange, but it is indeed the real feeling that Ning Ye has experienced.
And now, this old gangster's behavior of sneaking into his bed with the sword has also profoundly verified this point.
In the next period of time, Ning Ye tried his best, such as locking the wooden sword in a box, putting it in his storage ring, and finding some magic weapons to suppress it, but there was nothing wrong with it all.
Yes, as soon as he closes his eyes, it will still slip into his bed.
At this moment, Ning Ye was completely helpless and could only accept her fate.
He planned to wait until he got back and ask the owner of this sword, who had such a domineering title as the best sword in the world, if there was something wrong with it.
Why did he act like a gangster and like to sleep with himself as a man?
Could this be the legendary upper beam that is out of alignment and the lower beam that is crooked, caused by the master?
Thinking of the latter point, Ning Ye couldn't help but tremble when she thought of the sword master's overly friendly attitude towards her and the scorching eyes that looked at her eagerly no matter where she was.
In the end, Ning Ye, who was feeling sleepy and really wanted to have a good sleep, simply left the sword alone.
Since no matter what method you use, it will eventually get into your arms and sleep with you, so you might as well just hold it in the position that feels most comfortable to you and sleep.
Sure enough, after using this method, Ning Ye was not woken up again and slept extremely soundly.
In his sleep, holding the sword of the sword master, he had a very strange dream.
In the dream, it was snowing heavily outside and the whole city was freezing.
I became a ragged little beggar, huddled in a ruined temple due to hunger and cold.
My whole body was so limp that I couldn't lift any strength, and my body felt dizzy.
Having a fever is like having a serious illness.
In Ning Ye's heart at this time, she didn't know if there was something she should say or not.
Why are my dreams so sad every time?
I really don’t have any tendency to abuse myself.
"Brother Xiaoli helped you get the medicine."
I don't know how much time passed in the ruined temple.
Someone pushed open the door of the ruined temple and ran in excitedly from the heavy snow, shouting excitedly.
Ning Ye, who transformed into a little beggar in her dream and suffered misfortune, raised her head and looked at the door.
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Perhaps it was because of the angle.
Although the half-year-old boy who claimed to be his brother was wearing the same shabby clothes, his figure looked extremely tall and straight, like a steady and majestic unmovable mountain, giving him a thick feeling of security.
Because the man came from outside the door, his body was facing the light, and his face could not be seen clearly for a while.
Just when Ning Ye wanted to take a closer look, the mountains suddenly shook, and she woke up from her dream.
When Ning Ye opened her eyes, before she could calm down from what she had just experienced in her dream, she heard noisy screams and wails coming from outside, accompanied by the deafening sound of a building collapsing.
"Ning Ye, get out of here quickly, there is a powerful enemy that we cannot defeat is coming here."
The door was pushed open, and Dongfang Qingyue walked in and urged in an extremely urgent tone.
As soon as he finished speaking, before Ning Ye could make any move, the ceiling of the room was shattered by a powerful force, and a man wearing a scarlet robe fell into the room.
It was none other than the Heavenly Lord who had just succeeded in seizing the body. .
“I found it here as expected.”
When he saw Ning Ye lying on the bed, he looked surprised and wanted to take action.
Although she didn't know why this strong man targeted Ning Ye, Dongfang Qingyue, who realized that the opponent was not friendly, drew out her sword and tried to stop him.
However, just as her sword was unsheathed and before she could draw it out, Dongfang Qingyue was hit hard by an invisible force under the gaze of the Heavenly Lord, and she vomited blood and collapsed to the ground.
"Eh" After noticing the blood stains on the ground, Tianwai Tianzun, who had been expressionless, showed a look of doubt for some reason.
He raised his head and looked at Dongfang Qingyue, who was lying on the ground.
After seeing the green lotus mark she was born with between her eyebrows, he seemed to have seen something extremely interesting, and his expression was slightly surprised, showing a look of surprise.
He opened his mouth and said: "I didn't expect that I would have such an unexpected surprise when I came here this time."
As for Dongfang Qingyue, who was stared at by this gaze, she endured the pain with her sword on the ground and stood up from the ground with difficulty.
"Who are you and what is the purpose of your late night visit?"
After realizing it, Ning Ye was afraid that this powerful uninvited guest would attack Dongfang Qingyue again, so he shouted loudly, trying to attract his attention.
The Heavenly Lord turned his attention back to Ning Ye, but when he saw the wooden sword in Ning Ye's hand that impressed him deeply and was known as the best sword in the world, there was a look on his face.
The look of joy suddenly solidified
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