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"Interesting, interesting, just now I was wondering if the Earth Demon Slaying Demon Formation has spirits, and it only targets monsters. I didn't expect your eyes to be hurt by it." Xuan Buluo fell into the house from the window, casually The sword cultivator stood still in front of him, looking into his eyes.

I saw that the originally light-colored pupils were covered with a layer of gray-white mist at this moment, like colored glaze stained with dust, they were no longer as clear and transparent as before.

Xie Chenyuan grasped the Shangxie sword subconsciously.

Xuan Buluo put his hand on the hilt of the sword and wanted to press it down ahead of time, he felt a sudden pain in his palm, he opened his hand, and there was a gash in his palm, the powerful monster power made the wound heal immediately, and soon there was no trace .

Xuan Buluo looked at the sword of the sword repairer thoughtfully.

Of course he could sense that this sword repairman was full of aura, his swordsmanship was exquisite and majestic, and his aura was brilliant.

However, his sword looks... not like the sword of a famous family.

The scabbard is ordinary, no different from ordinary swords, the most peculiar thing is his hilt.

The entire hilt of the sword is almost carved in the shape of a Yazi beast. The red pupils of the beast flicker on and off. In a trance, it is really an ancient and fierce beast opening its eyes, and the owner of the sword is holding it skillfully.

"Little guy, your sword doesn't match your person." Xuan Buluo sat down and thought the sword was very interesting.

Xie Chenyuan could only see a ball of fire in front of his eyes, and his impaired vision made him barely guess that the demon king of the Northern Territory should have sat down.

He then sat down on the other side.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" Xuan Buluo poured himself a cup of tea, and refilled the teacup next to the sword repair hand by the way.

The faint tea fragrance is lingering, and the night is misty, and the chill is getting stronger.

"If senior wants to kill me, why bother to sit down and talk to me." Although Xie Chenyuan said so, he still raised his vigilance in his heart. How could the demon king Xuan Buluo be so easy to get along with? , how good can it be for the human race?

After hearing Jianxiu's words, Xuan Buluo felt inexplicably better. He took a sip of tea, and a smile flashed in his eyes: "Actually, I wanted to kill you."

Xie Shenyuan looked at him.

"But I've changed my mind now." Xuan Buluo asked, "I'm very interested in your sword. What's its name?"

Xie Chenyuan was silent for a moment but still replied: "It's called Shangxie."

His natal sword is very special, as long as he has seen it, he will recognize it, so there is no need to lie about it.

"Shangxie." Xuan Buluo recalled it, vaguely seemed to have heard it, and it took a while to remember.

"Your name is Xie Shenyuan."

Xie Shenyuan nodded.

Xuan Buluo clicked his tongue.

It turned out to be the disciple of Venerable Tianling of Daomen.

"Then do you know that your sword is evil?" Xuan Buluo became curious: "Who made it for you."

"Shangxie just has a strange appearance. Seniors may have misunderstood it." Xie Chenyuan unsheathed the sword, revealing a snow-colored blade. Qingling's sword sounded. Xie Chenyuan touched the beloved sword and comforted it. , and continued to reply: "The Shangxie Sword was gifted to me by the sect leader himself on my tenth birthday."

Xuan Buluo smiled silently, noncommittal to Xie Chenyuan's words.

Whether there is any evil spirit, as a big demon, he is much more sensitive than this righteous swordsman.

This sword is evil.

"Okay, I'm leaving."

After Xuan Buluo got the answer, he quickly pushed the window and left, and soon disappeared.

Xie Chenyuan listened attentively for a while, and after confirming that the person had left, he closed the sword, groped for the hairband on the table, and hid it in his cuff.

The next day.

As soon as Shen Zong went online, he saw Xie Chenyuan sitting by the window.

"Shen Yuan." Shen Zong stepped forward.

Xie Chenyuan heard the voice and turned to him.

Shen Zong's good morning was swallowed back into his throat immediately, he hurriedly walked in front of Xie Chenyuan, knelt and sat on the soft futon, his voice unconsciously panicked: "What's wrong with your eyes?"

But after not seeing him all night, Xie Chenyuan's beautiful eyes were covered with a layer of gray mist, hazy.

Shen Zong was so anxious that he waved his hand in front of Xie Chenyuan.

Xie Chenyuan pulled those hands down by relying on the light of the sky, indicating that he could still see, and explained: "Last night, there was a demon attack, and I went to help in the Demon Slaying Formation of Disha Shifang, but the formation... accidentally injured my eyes."

Shen Zong was startled when he heard this: "Then can you still see? Let's go to the clinic right away." He wanted to thank Shen Yuan and get up.

Xie Chenyuan held Shen Zong's hand: "It can't be cured by ordinary medical clinics."

He was really ill and rushed to the doctor. Xie Chenyuan was a cultivator, and ordinary doctors couldn't cure him.

"Then what should we do?" Shen Zong sat down again, frowning tightly: "Why don't we go back to the Daomen, your master must have a solution."

"No, I won't return for now." Xie Chenyuan lowered his eyelashes, and the sunlight fell on his side face, making his lips look paler.

Shen Zong scratched his hair, and quietly looked at it on the character panel that came with the system.

As the main character of the game, Xie Chenyuan has always had an independent panel.

But Shen Zong rarely looked at it on weekdays.

But now he couldn't help but glance at the emotion recognizer.

Five stars, now one star is slightly grayish at the bottom, very light in color.

This must be a sign of a bad mood.

That's right, whoever's eyes were injured for no reason, it's strange that he is in a good mood.

But Shen Zong always felt that there were other reasons.

"Then do your eyes hurt?" Seeing that Xie Chenyuan was in a bad mood, Shen Zong also felt uncomfortable.

Xie Chenyuan raised his eyes, and blinked his eyelashes subconsciously. In fact, it's no different if he opens and closes his eyes now.

In front of him, Shen Zong was just a large group of human silhouettes.

"Do your eyes hurt?" Shen Zong looked more and more uncomfortable.

Originally, Xie Chenyuan's eyes were so beautiful.

"... a little bit." Xie Chenyuan felt a pair of slightly warm hands approaching the corners of his eyes, and touched them carefully.

Shen Zong's heart twitched in pain when he heard Xie Chenyuan's words.

"I'll see if there are any eye drops in the mall, maybe it will be useful."

Xie Chenyuan closed his eyes to relieve the dryness and soreness of the eyeballs. At night, he covered his eyes with the spiritual water condensed by listening to the rain fan, so that the eyes would not burn like fire.

But after a long time, the effect is not as good as the first use.

"Okay, I found it."

A young man's happy voice came from his ears.

Perhaps because of the loss of vision, Xie Chenyuan felt that his sense of hearing was concentrated like never before.

There is moist breath close to him.

"Shen Yuan, raise your head first, I'll give you a few drops of eye drops."

"Don't worry, I've checked the effects of eye drops. As long as it's for clear eyes, it can be used to express love between lovers."

"Then what, you can ignore the last sentence, the things sold in this mall are so strange."

The young man was a little embarrassed at the end.

Xie Chenyuan raised his head and opened his eyes. For some reason, his heart became lighter.

A cold liquid entered the eyes, which was cool and comfortable. Xie Chenyuan blinked and found that his vision was the same as before.

After Shen Zong finished dripping the potion, he asked nervously: "Shen Yuan, how do you feel? Can you see a little more clearly?"

Xie Chenyuan heard the young man's hopeful words, relying on the general outline, raised his hand and touched Shen Zong's head, with a gentle voice: "Don't worry, the effect may not come out yet."

Shen Zong put away the eye drops in frustration, this eye drops may only be effective for people who are not blind.

He stared at Xie Chenyuan's gray misty eyes, and the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

"A Zong."

Xie Shenyuan spoke.

"I'm here, Shen Yuan." Shen Zong approached Xie Chenyuan, and found that he had closed his eyes, as if to ease the discomfort in his eyes.

"Do you have blindfold ribbons in your store?"

"I don't want others to see my hurt eye."

Shen Zong rummaged around quickly, and finally found a black eye-covering ribbon in the corner. The outer layer of the ribbon was embroidered with exquisite patterns, and the inner layer was cool and light-proof silk.

"Yes." Shen Zong took the ribbon and stood up: "I'll tie it for you."

Xie Chenyuan was slightly stunned, and finally said in a low voice: "Then thank you, Ah Zong."

Standing behind Xie Chenyuan, Shen Zong carefully covered Xie Chenyuan's eyes with a black ribbon, and then tied a knot behind his head.

The black ribbon is hidden in the black hair, and it is impossible to see it if you don't pay attention.

But on the surface, it is particularly eye-catching.

Because Xie Chenyuan's complexion is extremely weak and pale, at first glance, he looks like a blind man.

"All right."

Xie Chenyuan felt that Shen Zong was sitting beside him, and after a while, a cup of tea was stuffed into his hand, and a small blanket seemed to be covering his legs.

"Want something to eat?"

"I still have marshmallows in my store."

"It's a little snack that melts in your mouth, and the color is very beautiful, it's rainbow colors."

As he spoke, the sound was lost, but the breath of the people around him was clearly still there.

There was darkness in front of him, Xie Chenyuan put down the teacup, groped the side with his hands unfamiliarly, and touched Shen Zong's hand.

Just when he was about to say something, he heard the young man's gnashing of teeth in a vague and slight nasal voice.

"What kind of broken formation, actually accidentally injured... I can't bear it..."

Xie Chenyuan realized belatedly that Ah Zong's voice seemed... a little choked.

This discovery made Xie Chenyuan froze at a loss.

Why...why are you crying?