Lord Holy Sword is unreliable again.

Wang Hong subconsciously swallowed, jumped back, and then looked carefully at what was in front of him.

Her skin was radiant, her forehead smooth as jade, and her dark hair fell naturally to her shoulders. Although she wore no makeup, her lips were red and her teeth were white, and her eyebrows were like willow branches.

Those almond-shaped eyes seemed to ripple with blue waves, and an aggressive firelight pierced through his eyelashes, sweeping from the top of his head to his buttocks, and then constantly moving up and down.

Seeing that Wang Hong was trying to run away again, the woman angrily waved her hand at him: "Where do you think you're going? Tell me! Where did you come from!"

A chill ran down his neck as a knife was already pressed against it. He felt the biting cold against his neck, and his skin seemed to be bleeding.

Wang Hong was terrified; this woman must be the murderer!

Amidst the intense emotional turmoil, Wang Hong's brow twitched violently, and a powerful shock surged through his mind like an electric current.

Lu Qingyuan felt dizzy and the knife in her hand slipped from her grasp. A sea of ​​starlight appeared before her, swirling and rotating, eventually forming strange characters.

[Sword bearer: Wang Hong (holder of the Fire Seed privilege).]

[Administrator: Lu Huaiyuan (Seventh Enforcer of the Heavenly Craft Pavilion)]

[Holy Sword Status Identification: Incomplete Fusion. Current Status: Initial Fusion Phase.]

[Combat Power Rating: Mortal.]

[Searching for basic functional modules...]

These strange characters slowly floated before Lu Qingyuan, and the mysterious aura within them captivated her.

To her surprise, although she did not recognize the characters, she already understood their meaning!

Lu Huaiyuan... Tiangong Pavilion...

Suddenly, these words converged on Wang Hong, surging into his brow like a tide.

The Holy Sword is finally back in use!

The information that appeared when he first merged with the Holy Sword reappeared before Wang Hong.

The difference is that the Holy Sword is now projecting this information.

Psionic Core, Camouflage Module, Weapon Module, Scanning Module, Information Module...

Wang Hong raised his head, glaring fiercely at the stunned woman before him. Recalling the knife that had slipped from his neck earlier, his face darkened as he said, "You stupid woman, can't even hold your own knife?"

He reached up and touched his neck; thankfully, there were no marks.

The knife held by the mysterious woman was the same one held by the headless corpse.

Looking at the corpse again, I noticed that the armor on the headless body had disappeared sometime during the night, presumably taken away by the woman.

Damn it, you're a female murderer, huh? My holy sword is already thirsting for blood!

And you have to return my precious sword and armor to me!

"Holy Sword!" Wang Hong shouted!

"Huh? The Holy Sword!"

"The Holy Sword has been born!"

Wang Hong's face darkened. "Don't create a new account!"

Lord Holy Sword, please come out at once!

Is it that slow to boot up?

Lu Qingyuan looked at the man in front of her who was shouting and yelling, his face contorted with rage and his mood unpredictable. Holy Sword? What is that?

When she first saw the person in front of her, the strange aura emanating from him made her feel surprised and uncertain.

She had never sensed this aura before and had no way of knowing what race he was!

Moreover, Lu Huaiyuan was her ancestor!

And what is the identity of the seventh executor of the Heavenly Crafts Pavilion? What is the background of the person in front of me?

Wang Hong suddenly had a peculiar feeling; the holy sword between his brows was constantly heating up and cooling down.

He finally established a connection with the holy sword, which seemed to become a part of his body.

"Come forth, my holy sword!" With a thought, Wang Hong conjured a smooth, jade-like brick in his hand.

A cruel smile appeared on Wang Hong's face, then abruptly stopped.

[The Holy Sword's energy is low; its combat functions are unavailable.]

Lu Qingyuan was startled when she saw a piece of jade suddenly appear in Wang Hong's hand.

Things were getting out of her control, and she had to strike first!

The knife that had slipped from her grasp reappeared in her hand. She flashed behind Wang Hong, pressed down on his head with her left hand, and held the knife horizontally in front of his neck.

"Insolence! If I wanted to kill you, you would be dead already!" With that, he flicked out a hand seal with his left hand, and a stream of light shot towards the corpse on the ground.

Wang Hong trembled with fear as blood burst from the mangled corpse, splashing onto his face. The jade-like hand, splattered with blood, pressed back onto his head.

Lu Qingyuan loosened his grip slightly, and the enormous weight of the blade almost crushed Wang Hong, causing him to stumble and nearly kneel on the ground.

"My Lady, what do you mean? Please explain!" Wang Hong said tremulously, feeling the cold, bloody sensation on his head.

Lu Qingyuan frowned as she looked at the blood on her hand and said, "I won't ask you where you got it from a third time!" As she spoke, she tightened her grip even more.

"I went out with two friends, but we were unexpectedly chased by enemies." Wang Hong tried to maintain a calm expression, but in his heart he was thinking, "Now that we are at their mercy, how can I get away with this?"

He then carefully said, "My friend used a teleportation spell to save his life, and I don't know how I ended up here with you, Fairy. My two friends must be anxiously looking for me right now. I beg you, Fairy, to be merciful and allow me to reunite with my friends."

The woman behind him remained silent, seemingly lost in thought. Wang Hong sensed something was amiss and quickly added, "I will definitely keep this matter a secret!"

The pressure on his head suddenly increased. "What was that thing that just came out of your body?"

"It is a magical artifact bestowed upon me by my elders. It will protect its master in times of crisis, and my elders will also sense the danger. Perhaps they are on their way here."

"But don't worry, even if my elders find this place, I will absolutely keep all the secrets here! We have no connection to each other, and I certainly won't offend a fairy like you!" Wang Hong pretended to be flustered.

Feeling the pressure on his head gradually weaken, Wang Hong felt a slight surge of joy.

"Nonsense!" Lu Qingyuan roared, slashing the knife in her right hand across Wang Hong's neck.

The icy chill seemed to be mixed with the gushing blood. Wang Hong felt darkness before his eyes, yet it was as if a starlight appeared, constantly swirling around him.

The fear of death overwhelmed Wang Hong. Was he really going to die like this?

"Hmph! I merely made a light cut across your neck with the back of a knife, and you're terrified like this."

"While fleeing for his life, his steps were so light that he was tripped over a railing."

"His hands were weak and his body was frail; he couldn't even pull the knife out of the corpse's hand."

"Your body didn't emit any spiritual energy. I thought you were a peerless master, but I didn't expect you to be just a mortal!"

"Possessing such a treasure, yet utterly powerless, how powerful must your family be to allow a mere mortal with such a treasure to venture out? And what kind of danger did you encounter that even your protectors couldn't handle, unexpectedly teleporting you here!"

"So you have no protectors, let alone any elders! Even the claim that you were accidentally teleported here by a friend is a lie!"

"And you, a mere mortal, dare to mock me? Is this broken brick your source of confidence?"

Hearing the voice that sounded like the King of Hell calling his men, Wang Hong's hand was suddenly gripped tightly, and the holy sword in his hand was snatched away by Lu Qingyuan.

"My holy sword!"

Wang Hong felt utterly hopeless, as if he had lost all his strength. This time, he was truly doomed!