Looking closer, it was steaming and felt like a hot spring, but there was a pink light underground. A two-foot-long pink stone crystal was slowly emitting light and heat. One section was underground. Ling Xin'an looked at it and couldn't help but

He raised his head and looked at the sky, sighing secretly in his heart: "Could this be a meteorite?"

Just as Ling Xin'an was sighing, she felt dizzy and heard a voice in Ling Xin'an's ears: "Mr. Ling, I'm just waiting for your meeting!"

Ling Xin'an frowned, touched her face, pinched it, and felt pain. Is this a dream?

"Brother An, the meeting is here!" the partner said with a smile.

Ling Xin'an strolled into the conference room. It still looked so familiar. She saw the secretary and the management people looking at her. Looking at those bright eyes, Ling Xin'an was stunned.

"Mr. Ling, everyone is waiting for you!" Seeing Ling Xin'an's expression, the secretary said softly.

In a daze, Ling Xin'an sat down, and the managers of various departments began to summarize the weekly reports in her ears. Ling Xin'an, who had just sat down, suddenly remembered something important, stood up, and ran out, leaving her stunned colleagues looking at each other. Ling Xin'an

He headed towards the underground parking lot desperately. In the familiar parking space, he saw his car lying there quietly. How could he care so much? He immediately reached into his pocket and took out the car key, got in and started the car.

As if driving out of the parking lot and heading back towards a familiar street and a familiar road.

When Ling Xin'an parked the car and looked at the familiar building, the scene that only occasionally lingered in his dreams, nothing could make him feel palpitating than this. He hurriedly got into the elevator, pressed the floor, and found that his hands were shaking slightly.

When she came to the familiar door, the familiar couplet and the room number, Ling Xin'an's heart beat wildly uncontrollably.

When I opened the door, I saw a familiar scene. There were pairs of messy shoes on the shoe cabinet. These were my son's shoes. I tidied them up again and stood up. The house was quiet and there was no one around. The two elders should go shopping or go to the park.

After exercising, my wife should have gone out at this time. She sat on the familiar sofa and felt the smell of longing. Although the house was small, it was still neat and clean. Everything was placed in relative positions. On the wine cabinet were placed

Several photo frames were placed with various photos. Ling Xin'an picked them up one by one. There were family photos of the one-month-old child, one-year-old children, and three-year-old children going to kindergarten for the first time. Ling Xin'an looked at them carefully.

Touching it gently, tears could not be suppressed, and my nose was sore. This was such a dull scene once upon a time, but at this moment I can only recall it in my dream. When I walked into the bedroom, it was still so neatly packed, a big wedding photo,

As soon as you enter the door, you can see that sitting under the wife's exclusive makeup mirror, looking at the still familiar cosmetics that are almost forgotten, Ling Xin'an has a sore nose, lying on the bed, warm as spring, it seems that the body temperature from last night is still there, and the temperature outside is still there.

The sun was a bit dazzling, shining into the room with a lazy warmth.

Tick-tock, there was the familiar sound of opening the door. Ling Xin'an jumped up quickly, walked to the living room like flying, opened the door, and said: "Dad, Mom, I'm back!"

But when he looked at the person who opened the door and their eyes met, a feeling of extreme horror spread throughout his body: "Why is it you?"

boom……

Ling Xin'an's figure was knocked away by a huge force. He was still in the air, vomiting blood, and fell heavily to the ground. Looking at the person who sneaked up on him, his eyes were colder than ever before.

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"Huh?" The man was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that the full force of his palm only seriously injured Ling Xin'an, but he was still able to stand up after landing.

"Did you sneak attack on me?" Ling Xin'an thought of the previous scene, that very familiar feeling, but was interrupted by a real sneak attack at the critical moment.

The man sneered: "So what?"

The Gentleman's Sword radiated with radiance, and the sword's intent was like a long river. It was killing the man in the distance. The murderous intent was so strong that it caused the water mist to roll violently. Ling Xin'an's figure had already reached the man. He swung the sword and killed with Ling Lie.

It's mind-blowing.

At this time, Ling Xin'an saw clearly that this was a man in his early twenties. He had a handsome and fair face. He had been dressed in black all his life. He had a piece of white jade hanging on his belt. He had sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, but he was more feminine. A thin sword came from him.

Shots came from the waist, and the two of them quickly fought together.

Ling Xin'an was furious in her heart, and she attacked with ferocious moves. She used the Xianqing Sword Technique and Tai Chi Sword Technique in turn, and the man in front of her must die.

The man who was proud at first said in surprise when he saw Ling Xin'an using the Xianqing Sword Technique: "So you are from the Xianqing Sect."

Ling Xin'an didn't care at all. The killing intent of the swordsmanship in his hands skyrocketed, and he used all his cunning and vicious methods. Facing Ling Xin'an's deadly fighting style, the man couldn't help but look serious, and he no longer had the proud look he had before.

Seeing this, Ling Xin'an also calmed down from her rage and faced the man who attacked her. This was the first time he fought with someone of equal strength to him. Therefore, Ling Xin'an's murderous intention did not diminish, but the thoughts in his mind became more and more intense.

Calm, as clear as water, with cold eyes, the sword power is no longer violent like before, but as cold as snow.

Feeling the change in Ling Xin'an, the man's expression changed drastically. At this time, Ling Xin'an was still using his previous swordsmanship, but he no longer had the violent and manic attitude before. Instead, he was now calm and ruthless, facing his own attacks.

, Ling Xin'an chose the optimal counterattack.

This discovery immediately frightened the man, and he kept pondering in his mind, when did such an outstanding disciple appear in the Xianqing Sect? After all, there was only Wen Huairen, but why did Wen Huairen enter here with his face covered?

The more the man thought about it, the thin sword was like a dormant poisonous snake. Although he was being suppressed by Ling Xin'an and was chasing him, his figure was not messy at all and he retreated while fighting.

"Senior Brother Wen, I am Mo Di from the Demon Sect. I have offended many people today. Please show me your respect, Senior Brother Wen!" The man called himself Mo Di. Ling Xin'an was surprised that the Mo Di from the Demon Sect was actually the man in front of her.

At that time, a generation of leaders in the martial arts world were well-known in the world, such as Wen Huairen of the Xianqing Sect, Mo Di of the Demon Sect, and the top disciples of other sects, etc., all of whom were prominent in the world.

Although Ling Xin'an was already famous far and wide, he was more famous for Jiangzhou City under his rule.

But no matter who it is, there is no one who can bear it in the face of someone who sneaks up on him, so Ling Xin'an still doesn't stop. The gentleman's sword shines brightly, opening and closing. He remembers the Han Yue he used before, and changes the sword into a sword in an instant.

Extremely overbearing, Mo Di was startled and was about to retreat. Severe pain came from his chest. Ling Xin'an's sword had already hit his shoulder hard, and blood flew out. Mo Di endured the pain and pointed the thin sword at Ling Xin'an like a poisonous snake.

Rolling up, the latter was about to fight for his life, when the corner of his eye glanced, the light on the rapier flashed, Ling Xin'an immediately stepped back to dodge, only to see Mo Di's figure also retreating back, and the two recovered again.

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state of confrontation.

Both of them were panting slightly, Ling Xin'an looked at him and said: "Modi, right? I remember you!"

After saying that, he walked towards the pink crystal step by step. Mo Di's expression changed. Looking at Ling Xin'an's strong murderous intention, he changed slightly, cupped his hands towards Ling Xin'an and said, "I have offended you today, I'll say goodbye!" After that!

, hidden towards the rear.

Ling Xin'an didn't pay much attention to his departure, but once again focused on the pink crystals in front of her. The scene when she returned to Earth appeared in her mind, and she was sweating. She really didn't expect these crystals to make people fall into fantasy.

Turning his head, Ling Xin'an forced himself not to sink into it again. He pinched his nails close to his flesh with one hand. The pain kept him awake. To a certain extent, Modi did Ling Xin'an a favor. If not

If it was a sneak attack, maybe Ling Xin'an was still in fantasy at this time. Thinking back to the first time he entered this place by mistake, he was almost pulled into the fantasy and couldn't wake up. Unexpectedly, he still got hit this time.

With a strong wave, there was only a ding sound, and the crystal left only a shallow mark. Ling Xin'an closed his eyes, holding the sword with both hands, and used all the spiritual energy in his body to the Gentleman's Sword. A ray of light flashed through, a piece the size of a fist.

The crystal fell with a sound, and Ling Xin'an reached out to pick it up. The moment he touched the crystal, Ling Xin'an felt as if he was struck by lightning. A low breathing sound came from his mind, as if coming from a distant place: "Outside."

people!"

Ling Xin'an jumped up like an electric shock, with a horrified expression on her face. She looked at the crystals exposed in the ground, still in shock.

Wow...

Suddenly, a sound like ocean waves swept through the entire forest. Ling Xin'an was patrolling the sound. It came from the sacred tree. It was low and solemn, and it was frightening. At this time, the ground began to swim, and the sound just revealed

The fan crystal was slowly sinking into the ground. Ling Xin'an quickly picked it up with her sword, jumped up the cut crystal, wrapped it with a piece of cloth and put it into her backpack. She felt the warmth coming from her back. Ling Xin'an was stunned.

Breathe a sigh of relief.

The sacred tree moved strangely, and Ling Xin'an knew that he was not far away, but what happened just now made him confused and like a dream. The severe pain in his chest and the constant dripping of blood on his palms made Ling Xin'an start to bandage himself, thinking

Thinking of just a piece of crystal makes you fall into fantasy. What if it is the sacred tree?

With a shudder, Ling Xin'an once again pulled out a tree to check, frowning slightly, returned to the route of pouring the black liquid before, and walked forward step by step again. After pouring one by one, Ling Xin'an happened to be less than 200 feet away from the sacred tree.

Hang the fruit on a branch so that no one can detect it, and then wipe it away quietly.

As he got closer to the sacred tree, it became quieter and quieter. His heart was beating wildly uncontrollably. The mist surrounding him became thicker and thicker, making it impossible to get close. But there seemed to be no one here except Ling Xin'an.

Sneak away quietly.

It was so weird and mysterious that it made Ling Xin'an very nervous. She began to sweat on her forehead. The roots of the sacred tree could be clearly seen on the ground, like dragons and dragons. Sitting on the ground, there were pieces of rough bark like dragon scales.

Rugged and martial, it makes people look at him.

When Ling Xin'an passed through the layers of mist and stood in front of the sacred tree, she was stunned and her eyes were blank.

ps: There are fewer and fewer clicks to collect. Is it because the plot is too bland or because I am no longer interested? Does it need to be passionate about fighting?

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