Chapter 55： Sword Field!

"Wang Shu, what happened to you?"

"My dear, are you okay?"

Qi Lanxue and Wu Meiqin opened their eyes and found that Wang Shu's face was not normal. They asked with some concern.

"It's okay, I'm just a little uncomfortable. By the way, do you feel anything special when you close your eyes?" Wang Shu was a little unsure whether he had that feeling alone, and asked tentatively.

"No? I think it's good. This sword field is really a good place. Close your eyes and feel very peaceful. It's a good place to rest." Wu Meiqin said.

"Well, I also think that after a short rest, my physical strength has recovered a lot." Lan Xue also agreed with Wu Meiqin's statement.

"Oh, I see. I'm fine, you can just rest." Wang Shu finally understood that he only had that kind of feeling, and people who looked on the sword field swept around and found that many people enjoyed it.

Wu Meiqin and Lan Xue were puzzled, and they felt that Wang Shu was inexplicable, but did not ask any more, but continued to close their eyes to enjoy the speciality of the sword field.

"What secret is there in this sword field?"

Wang Shushu was full of great doubts, but he still courageously closed his eyes again.

He was the same as the previous two. After closing his eyes this time, countless swords flew towards him, but Wang Shu did not open his eyes, but continued to close his eyes.

King Wang Shu found himself in a strange world. He stood out of thin air, the sky was red, and the earth was red. The white robe on him was also red, stained red by blood.

He held half-cut swords in his hands. Countless flying swords were like raindrops. I do n’t know where they came from. He was like sucking iron.

The moment he was stabbed, Wang Shu thought he would hurt, but unexpectedly found that he was like the air, transparent, and felt nothing, and the flying sword just passed through, and it didn't seem to come at him.

"This is where?"

The book of King of Kings is a little confused, is this his own memory? Or another world? he does not know.

It wasn't too fast, and Wang Shu's eyes brightened, and he found a familiar figure, the petite and delicate figure.

It turned out that the countless flying swords did not come toward him, but toward the man covered with blood.

"Idiot, waste!"

The petite and delicate figure made a heartbreaking cry. Somehow, after hearing the voice, Wang Shu trembled, and there was an urge to cry. He wanted to rush to protect the woman, but his body was completely out of control. .

"what!"

Petite body was penetrated by Wan Jian and made a scream, which made Wang Shu's tears flow constantly, even a feeling that the soul would collapse.

Petite body slowly fell from the air. Wang Shu wanted to catch that body, but he couldn't move, and he couldn't see who issued the flying sword.

"Lan Xue, are you?"

King Shu Shu opened his mouth and shouted, but there was no sound at all, but the petite body was too familiar.

"Idiot waste!"

The woman's voice was getting smaller and smaller, but even the moment before her death, the idiot waste was still in her mouth.

"what!"

King Shu shouted, and suddenly opened his eyes, like a dream, with sweat on his forehead and pale face like paper.

Xi Lanxue and Wu Meiqin were interrupted again by Wang Shu's cry. They opened their eyes and looked at Wang Shu very dissatisfied, especially Lan Xue. The dissatisfaction on their faces was more obvious.

"Oh, Lan Xue, it's great that you're fine!"

After seeing Lan Xue's angry little face, I don't know why Wang Shu wanted to reach out and silently Lan Xue's head, but the moment he raised his hand, the whole person froze.

Because the half-cut sword appeared inexplicably on the back of his hand, looking at the shape of the broken sword, it was the one he was holding in the strange world just now.

哼 "Hum, idiot waste, what are you doing?"

Lan Xue snorted dissatisfied, and Wang Shu's hand was lifted into the air, as if to hit her.

"Oh, it's okay, you'll be fine." Wang Shu's brain was a little messy, but he was still very relieved. Now Lan Xue is still fine.

"Neuropathy, I'm too lazy to talk to you!" Lan Xue cursed, and continued to close her eyes and continued to rest.

美 Wu Meiqin was jealous, watching the relationship between Wang Shu and Lan Xue, sternly.

"Oh, I'm okay, you take a good rest, maybe there will be assessment in a while." Wang Shu smiled awkwardly and explained.

"Hum, you don't love me at all!" Wu Meiqin snorted and turned away.

"..."

Wang Shushu was speechless for a while, and now he was so confused that he had no thoughts about these two women.

"What the **** is going on? Is the scene just a hallucination? Or is it true? What does the mark on your hand represent?"

There are countless problems in Wang Shushu's heart, especially the extra mark on his hand. He tried to look inside his body, but found nothing. The broken sword on this hand is as simple as a birthmark.

However, Wang Shu didn't know. When he was confused by the broken sword on his hand, the old man who had been sitting on the platform suddenly opened his eyes, frowned, and murmured, "What's going on? Is there a sword to confess the Lord? Why do I feel like something is missing? "

The old man stood up and kept his eyes on the nearly a thousand people on the sword field. He glanced at the young people who came to participate in the assessment. He wanted to find out who was recognized by the Excalibur, but he found by accident that nothing One looks like.

"Is it just an illusion?"

The old man frowned even deeper. The feeling of loss that was just now is definitely the feeling of the four legendary swords confessing the Lord, otherwise this obvious feeling would not appear, but he carefully observed the four trees on the edge. The tall stone pillar found no change and could not help but fall into meditation.

Not only did the old man feel this way, at the same time, in a mysterious cave behind Baijianmen.

An old man who was dying of wood opened his eyes leisurely, and looked at the four lights emitting weak light in front of him.

I saw the old man raise his hand gently, his hand was like a dead tree, there was only a layer of leather, and a lamp holder was in his hand. The lamp holder was red and only half, covered with dense black rust, but This light has gone out.

"Blood ..."

The old man murmured in his mouth, made vague words, looked it in his hand for a long time, and finally put the lampstand back to the original place.

The old man slowly closed his eyes and settled again, as if he was integrated with the cave for a moment, but after a while, the four lights that had been on suddenly suddenly exploded, and the crickets went out.

"Qing Feng!"

The old man suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the lampholder just extinguished, and spit out two words in his mouth.

Huh! laugh! laugh!

I beckoned and grabbed the extinguished lampholder. Almost a moment later, however, the other three lights went out.

咣 Dang!

The old man shivered, and the lamp holder in his hand fell to the ground. His body looked like a ghost, disappeared for a moment, and appeared directly in the air. I saw that the three visible rays of light stimulated she in three different directions, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Four swords come together! Is it time for another golden age to come?" The old man muttered to himself, not seeing sorrow and joy, and finally did not go after those vanishing sword lights or return to the cave again, but The body slowly disappeared into the air, as if it had never appeared before.

"What's going on? The seals of the four Great Swords just moved?"

The old man on the square platform frowned. It seemed that the seals of the four magic swords on the sword field moved a moment ago, but it was only a moment and everything returned to normal.

"Oh my God, someone has been acknowledged by Gu Jian!"

But when the old man hadn't figured out what was going on, someone suddenly screamed on the sword field ...