Demon Sword God

When the eldest Sun Zhilei woke up again, she found herself in a strange tent with no one there. A magic lamp illuminated the entire tent brightly. For some reason, there was a faint trace of time in the air. Long-lasting smell of rotten eggs.

Eldest Sun Zhilei frowned and sat up with her hands supporting her body. When she saw the clothes she had taken off at her feet, her body froze suddenly, as if she suddenly thought of something, her expression turned cold, and she suddenly lifted her quilt!

call--!Fortunately... Changsun Zhilei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he found that his body was intact.A moment of bewilderment followed.

It seems that someone saved me, but why I can't remember...

The sleeping self seemed to have a very special dream. In the dream, he returned to the cold world where he was alone when he was a child, huddled in a dark corner alone.

but……

A flame suddenly appeared in the memory.

With light, the world will no longer be lonely...with light, the heart will no longer be cold...with light, there will be warmth...with light...only then can you see the strong you and me who is waiting...with light, you can see There will be hope.

A vague figure suddenly emerged from the depths of Changsun Zhilei's heart along with a passage of words.Calm, peaceful, and revealing a touch of warmth...

Turning on the magic timing instrument that she carried with her, Changsun Zhilei found out that only three hours had passed since she left the tent.Tomorrow morning we are leaving for the Radiant Ruins, so we can't waste any more time.

The clothes at my feet have been washed and dried by someone, and there is a large bag of sanitary napkins beside me.Eldest Sun Zhilei quickly put on her clothes, conveniently put the sanitary pads into her space ring, then took out a small blue-black palm-sized box from the space ring, and put it on the bed.

"Although I don't know who you are, Zhilei will never forget your life-saving grace." Bowing to the bed where she once lay, Changsun Zhilei turned and quickly left the tent.

When Sun Zhilei returned to the tent of the Fengyun Mercenary Group, she found five people anxiously discussing how to find herself who had disappeared inexplicably.

Seeing that the eldest grandson Zhilei had returned safely, Ai Wen jumped up excitedly.

"Zhilei—"

The eldest Sun Zhilei turned sideways with a cold face, and Ai Wen's body instantly flew into the air, and then fell to the ground.Ignoring Aiwen's embarrassment behind him, Changsun Zhilei walked into the tent expressionlessly, then shook her hand, and a magic scroll exactly the same as Mu Lin's appeared in her hand.

The eldest Sun Zhilei spread out the map in the middle of the table, pointed to the center of Xuemo, and said something with a cold expression.

"Tomorrow morning, we will go to the glorious ruins through the top of the blood desert."

"what?"

"what?"

"What?"

A series of unbelievable exclamations came out.

"We have to hurry, I don't want to waste time." The cold answer made the tent fall silent for a moment.

When Mu Lin and his party returned to the tent, they were surprised to find that the person on the bed had disappeared, replaced by a small blue-black box the size of a palm.

"It seems that she has woken up and left, hey, what a rude little girl, she didn't even say goodbye..." Hei Sha picked up the small box on the bed, played with it in his hands, and obviously face disappointed.

"Maybe they are in a hurry to go back to report safety." Thinking that he sensed that girl's soul came from the center of the camp, Mu Lin could understand that she went back quickly after waking up to prevent her family from worrying.