The years when I was doing things in another world

Chapter 365 A Sword
Regardless of the backlash, the girl looked towards the light.

She sees, a sword?

The girl was full of astonishment.

However, there is indeed a sword there.

A very strange long sword, half silver-white, half black, with dark red patterns on the black half.

The silver-white half emits a faint but firm light, and the black half seems to be devouring everything, including... darkness!
A huge doubt appeared in the girl's heart, why had she never heard of such a sword in the world?

The girl vaguely saw a figure, she wanted to get closer, but saw a strong wind blowing on the dark wasteland, which made her unable to move forward.

The girl's heart sank, and someone was stopping her.

She was about to walk over against the strong wind, but she forgot that her body was not healthy, and she was backlashed just now, and she was already at the end of her strength.

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Demon Realm, Star Observation Tower.

Bai Ze stopped.

Although he stopped the fortune teller from continuing to count just now, he couldn't help but sighed and shook his head.

I don't know which fortune teller made the move just now, it was really reckless.

This kind of thing cannot be counted.

Some fate, when you know it, will change.

The bigger the event, the easier it is.

Because no one can afford the consequences of changing fate.

It’s okay if it’s changed for the better, but if it’s changed for the worse…

Bai Ze had lingering fears, but luckily he stopped it in time.

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Xuanyanzong, Jingxin Peak.

Fuyun retracted her natal compass, and couldn't help complaining:
"There is actually someone crazier than I was when I was young, and I don't know whose family's junior it is."

Reckless is really reckless, but this skill is also first-rate!
After all, he was not the only one who stopped the fortune teller from continuing.

To be able to do this, the talent is no worse than Yu Miao.

Thinking of this Fuyun is half itchy and half heartbroken.

Such a good seedling, why isn't he his apprentice?

Thinking of his bastard apprentice who doesn't know what his talent is, but refuses to inherit his mantle, Fu Yun feels even more frustrated.

If it wasn't for that being his destined only disciple, he really didn't want to accept him.

After all, who would be so happy to find an ancestor for himself!

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In reality, the girl spat out a mouthful of blood, escaped from the dream, and weakly opened her eyes.

Then, he met a pair of worried and angry eyes.

"Ayao, don't forget it! Brother, please, please?!"

Xue Xiuping, who had always been indifferent in front of outsiders, now showed a begging look in front of his little sister.

He only has such a blood relative, he doesn't want to know the secrets, he just wants his sister to live a good life!

Xue Xingyao showed a comforting smile to her brother. She was about to say something, but was blocked by blood foam all over her mouth.

Xue Xingyao wanted to get up to clean up the bloody smell in her mouth, but found that she couldn't even move a finger.

Xue Xiuping quickly reacted, and immediately helped Xue Xingyao sit up, and quickly stuffed a soft pillow behind her.

After finishing these, Xue Xiuping hurried to pour water again.

After a period of chaos, Xue Xingyao was finally able to speak.

"Brother, don't worry."

Xue Xingyao's delicate face was pale, and the words she said were not convincing.

Xue Xiuping's forehead twitched with blue veins, trying to calm down his anger.

He begged his sister: "Ayao, forget it, okay?"

Xue Xingyao was silent.

If she didn't count out that chance of survival, how could she live with her brother?

How can more people survive?
(End of this chapter)