"come over."
The voice was so close that when Tu Nian first heard it, he even had the illusion that his ears were rubbing against it.
Startled for a moment, she looked at Chu Qiurong, "Senior Brother, you called me?"
The explanation stopped abruptly. Chu Qiurong turned around and gave her a strange look. "No, what's wrong?"
Did you hear it wrong?
Shaking his head hesitantly, Tu Nian was about to say that he was distracted, but unexpectedly the voice sounded again.
"come over."
It was clearer and more resolute than last time, with an unquestionable tone.
"Brother, wait a minute."
After making sure that he was not hallucinating, Tu Nian immediately stopped his two senior brothers from going deeper and began to explore in the direction of the sound.
Seeing her suddenly running towards the sword pile, Xu Ziqiao followed her and asked, "Where has that idiot been?"
Chu Qiurong shook her head to indicate she didn't understand, and told Tu Nian, "If you see something you like, don't rush to touch it. Let me know and I'll get it for you."
Tu Nian responded hastily and continued to grope among the pile of swords.
The sword pile is rugged and difficult to walk on, and you need to dodge many sword blades, so the journey is really bumpy.
And whenever Tu Nian was at a loss, that voice would sound again, as if guiding him in the right direction.
She couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that high-end swords can speak human language?
The deeper Tu Nian walked into the pile of swords, the clearer the sound became, and similarly, the more swords there were.
Gradually, various swords surrounded her in the center. She didn't know whether it was because the spiritual attributes of these swords were too strong or because they were a little far away from Xu Ziqiao, but she began to feel a little cold.
At this time, Chu Qiurong also found that Tu Nian had gone too deep, and reminded her from a distance: "Junior Sister, you only need to look around the periphery, don't go any further!"
Tu Nian was about to respond, but he saw an exceptionally transparent sword appearing dimly among the many spiritual swords.
"here."
At the same time, the voice resounded once again, indescribably ethereal.
Tu Nian knew that he should listen to Chu Qiurong, but that extremely beautiful sword was right in front of him.
We've come this far, just a few more steps.
Thinking of this, Tu Nian gritted his teeth and walked towards the sword.
But the next moment, a chill suddenly came from above her head, stopping her from going any further.
Looking up, Tu Nian couldn't help but widen his eyes.
"Oh my god...what a big snake!"
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