On the handle, there is a small pattern like a cloud.

The next moment, his eyes suddenly went black.

Ji Yuan's voice trembled: "System, why can't I feel pain, am I dead?"

The system was silent for a while: "It's a pity that you didn't die. Did you feel the darkness? That's because your eyes were blindfolded..."

Under the sudden panic, the five senses returned to their original positions after being suspended for a moment, Ji Yuan took a deep breath, only to realize that there was a warm palm covering his eyes.He has a keen sense of smell even though he can't see it, and unconsciously moved his nostrils slightly, smelling a light and pleasant smell of rosin.

Ji Yuan paused for a moment, then pulled away the palm in front of him, and that hand also left cooperatively, and turned to his waist.He didn't care either, and looked up, only to find that the man behind him stretched out a hand, stretched out a slender finger, and ignited vainly, condensing the sword full of manic spiritual power in the air.

A strand of black and soft long hair hung down and fell on his face and neck, itching deeply.

It was so close that it seemed that a strong heartbeat could be heard.

Ji Yuan was stunned, his lips trembled subconsciously, the tip of his nose became sour, and the circles of his eyes suddenly turned red.

The man who was holding him behind snorted coldly, and pointed his finger again, and the sword shattered to the ground silently, scaring the female cultivator opposite her face to turn pale.

The man spoke slowly, his usually calm or smiling magnetic and elegant voice was filled with a murderous intent.

"You dare to touch him?"

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