“Because the last row of mud huts has been almost uninhabited, the sword remains inside are very brutal. Not only can they not help us to comprehend and strengthen the sword spirit, but they are likely to be injured by the sword aura it releases,”Qian Yan explained.
Hearing his words, Yun Chujiu’s heart skipped a beat. No one lived well, so she was not afraid that she would be exposed.
As for the ferocious aura, Hehe, even ghosts were afraid of evil people. How could a broken sword skeleton overturn the sky? !
Therefore, Yun Chujiu pointed at the grave on the left of the last row and said, “I’ll stay in that room!”
Qian Yan was immediately shocked. “Junior Sister Yun, are you sure? Didn’t you hear what I said just now?”
Yun Chujiu’s face revealed a determined look. “Senior brother Qian, to be honest, I haven’t even comprehended the sword spirit yet.