The modulation of the other world is activated, and the bad woman cries miserably

There are good-looking ones, and naturally there are not so good-looking ones.

But even those "ugly photos" seem particularly warm.

This kind of warmth is so rare that one can't help but indulge in it.

The father and daughter were walking in the amusement park, but the surroundings gradually became quiet.

There was still a happy smile on Xishiti's face, and it seemed that even the cold temperament around her had weakened and become gentle.

The Sword Saint, immersed in her father's love, cannot see the real crisis behind her, which is a deeper darkness.

In the darkness, something seemed to be surging.

The cold light flickered, somewhat dazzling in the dim light of the sky, but it was invisible to people.

Silently, the cold light approached.

The blonde lady has a straight posture, a slender and beautiful back, and her white gauze skirt sways slightly in the wind, highlighting her slender waist.

near, near.

Just as the cold light was about to pierce the beauty, it was hit by a flash of silver light.

"Qiang!"

The sound of metal was crisp and revealed an endless chill.

Sistie turned around, no smile on her face anymore.

Her eyes were covered with a silk ribbon, her beautiful jawline was smooth, and her red lips were pursed.

In fact, she had already noticed that something was wrong with her father.

He seemed like a stranger yesterday, but today his attitude suddenly changed and he even invited me out.

Along the way, he acted very kind and gentle to me.

But the eyes covered by the silk ribbon will always be a scar between them.

No matter whether he treated her sincerely or was just pretending, she could not forget this matter and had to say some polite words to deal with it.

But he didn't.

He treated me very well today, but didn't mention the fire at all, as if it had never happened.

Moreover, Xishiti had a clear mind and had long since noticed the unpleasant feeling in Morrison.

So she blocked the stab in the back in advance.

She also wanted to know what the truth was.

However, sometimes the truth is too cruel for us to know.

The wind was cold and the setting sun in the sky had long been obscured by dark clouds.

Amid the wind and sand, patches of black mist lingered.

Under the gloomy sky, the Sword Saint, in her snow-white gauze dress, looked like a goddess in heaven, bright and cold, not tainted by the slightest darkness.

At this time, Morrison no longer had the vigor and vigor of the swordsman he used to have.

He has maintained himself quite well. Although he does not have the sharpness of a young man, he is still a strong and handsome middle-aged man who makes people feel safe.

But at this moment, his whole body was surrounded by black air, and his eyes were faintly red.

Black scales had appeared on the back of his hand, and his upright and elegant face had become hideous and began to deform.

The person standing in front of Sisthi at this moment was not the father she remembered, but a demonized creature that was close to a devil!

"Who are you!?"

Looking at the scene in front of her, Xishiti felt a chill in her heart.

The ominous premonition in her heart became reality, but it was still vague, and she still wanted the truth.

This is also the real reason why she accepted Morrison's invitation.

No matter how addictive false fatherly love is, it is still false after all.

She is sober.

"I am your father."

A strange sound came out of Morrison's mouth.

It seems like two people are talking together.

One voice belonged to Morrison, and the other voice came from the...devil in his body!

Morrison had already sold his soul to the devil.

At this moment, his chest was flickering with a faint purple light, a rich purple color that seemed to carry a hint of bewitching aura.

If Sophia were here, she would definitely recognize it at a glance. It was another piece of the demon fragment!

"My dear daughter, Dad is now only one step away from forging the forbidden magic sword. You will definitely help Dad, right?"

The demonized Morrison stepped forward step by step, and the demonic features on his body became more and more obvious.

The dark air around seemed to cover the entire world, and the wind became stronger.

"As long as we use our own flesh and blood as a guide, we can bring the magic sword into the world."

"Then, I will be able to kill the Sword Saint and become the true number one Sword Saint!"

Morrison's voice was hoarse and screaming, revealing a crazy obsession and endless malice.

Xishiti couldn't help but step back, looking at the figure in front of her with an increasingly miserable look.

She guessed that the answer might make her sad, but she didn't expect it to be so unbearable!

What he wants is not his own eyes, but his own life.

It's not just her life, but also her master's.

She originally thought that even if her father had other purposes, at most he would reconcile with her and let her fight for the family's glory for him.

She has proved her talent in kendo with her own strength.

If it's even worse, maybe he wants me to give guidance to my fellow brothers?

For example, the red-haired boy.

He is indeed very talented, so it is not surprising that his father has this idea.

Even Xishiti herself was conflicted, not knowing whether to agree if her father made such a request.

Agree? But what happened at the beginning was indeed a thorn in her heart;

Don't agree? Although she has gradually let go of her worries, she still hopes to reconcile with her father.

Even the worst case scenario that Xishiti imagined.

He wanted to give up kendo.

But the truth was even more despairing than the cruelest version she had imagined.

At this moment, the only hope left in her heart was extinguished.

……

"what did you just say?"

The boy's clear voice was calm and even, revealing a calm and elegant feeling that made people feel at ease.

The red-haired boy bit his lip, struggle flashing in his eyes.

During this time, Mr. Morrison's teachings kept replaying in his mind, making him more tormented.

His already incredibly handsome face now showed a hesitant look, making it even harder to tell whether he was a man or a woman.

Finally, the red-haired boy solemnly repeated what he had just said.

"I said, that Sword Saint Girl might be in danger."

He looked serious, with his short bangs hanging down, casting shadows in his eyes that were as clear as glass.

Char looked up and down at the red-haired boy in front of him with interest.

The suit was slightly loose and only reached Char's ears, forcing him to look up at himself.

Although the legs are long, the shoulders are a little too thin.

Just when the red-haired boy couldn't help but get nervous, Char suddenly leaned over and pushed the fair-skinned boy in front of him against the wall.

The red-haired boy wasn't expecting Char to suddenly approach him, and he glared slightly before his back hit the wall.

Even at such a close distance, Char couldn't see the pores on the boy's face.

His eyes became more and more interested.

"What on earth have you only reached?"

The boy's face was as white as jade, but now it was gradually turning red.

Her rosy complexion and a pair of wandering, watery eyes make her look like someone who is easy to bully.

He hesitated for a long time but couldn't say anything.

It's a bit effeminate~.

Xia's eyes moved downward from the boy's face, and he couldn't help but reveal a meaningful smile.

But obviously, this matter is not the most important thing at this moment.

It is not known what secrets the boy has, but the information he tells us cannot be ignored.

There was something wrong with Morrison, and it wasn't just Sistie who could see that. Char also knew that there was something wrong with him.

Although I know that since the senior has chosen to go, she must be prepared.

But he couldn't just sit there and watch his girlfriend get into danger.

Before the boy could even think of an excuse, Char had already turned and left.

In the wilderness.

A dark storm suddenly arose.

There seemed to be something else in the black storm that appeared out of nowhere.

The black fog rolled and gradually expanded, but stopped within a certain range.

Occasionally, when the black fog thins, you can see traces of magic circles on the ground.

Something seemed to be creating chaos in the center of the black storm, making the storm's rolling even more chaotic.

If you get close to this black storm, you can feel countless evil thoughts rising in your heart.

In this captivating magical atmosphere, the surrounding wilderness has become a forbidden zone for all living beings.

Those who failed to escape had been so overwhelmed by the impact that they fought to the point where not even a mosquito could survive.

And in this storm, there is also sharp sword energy, which makes it difficult for people to move!

Even if someone noticed the abnormality here and could resist the influence of the demonic aura, it would be difficult to break through this chaotic sword energy storm.

However, at this moment, the black storm seemed to be torn open.

The long sky-blue hair fluttered in the wind, and the ferocious look was very beautiful.

The faint silver color at the end of the hair seems to be shining.

Her beautiful and cold face is like that of the goddess of the moon. Her voluptuous figure and the gentle aura she emanates from her body add to the aura of a beautiful and intimate woman, but it is difficult to conceal her inherent nobility.

Who else could it be but the Sword Saint known as the Moon Queen.

The silver sword energy was tinged with a light blue, and as the sword light fell, it split the black fog to create a passage for people to pass through.

But the dispersal of the black fog was only temporary, and the road that had just been split open was already closing again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A solemn look flashed across the Moon Queen's eyes. She tilted her head slightly and spoke to the person behind her.

"I'll maintain the passage here, you go in!"

⑨Xia Ya's figure passed by her without stopping for a moment.

The division of labor among the Queen of April is full of trust in Char.