This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

Shao Shuang'er watched An Ling "comforting" the sword and couldn't help but ask, "Junior sister, do you really want to keep it?"

"Why not?" An Ling said with a smile, "Since we are destined to be together, and it is willing to follow me, that's all. As for the tacit understanding, we can cultivate it slowly later."

Shao Shuang'er looked at An Ling with some embarrassment, organized her words, and then said carefully: "You know, I'm not talking about this, but its origin..." She glanced at the broken stars implicitly, the meaning was self-evident.

An Ling understood that Shao Shuang'er was unwilling to have anything to do with the sword because the previous owner, Li Wanjian, whose mind was controlled by Shattered Star, had used the sword to do many bloody and brutal things. If that were the case, this sword had taken countless lives, but the sword itself was innocent, and Li Wanjian was led astray by that weird "Hu". Although the blood debt caused by Li Wanjian could not be erased, she still explained to Shao Shuang'er: "Sister, it's just a sword. The sword itself cannot do bad things by itself. The key lies in whether its owner can control it. I will be careful. Thank you for your reminder."

Broken Star trembled in dissatisfaction in the scabbard. An Ling noticed it and patted the scabbard gently, then turned to look at Shao Shuang'er, "Senior Sister, let's go find Senior Brother Lu first. By the way, why is his cave so big?"

"Well, this is a long story, let's talk while we walk," Shao Shuang'er called An Ling, "Let's fly into the city first."

"Ah? Into the city?" An Ling was surprised. She recalled that she had inherited a cave the size of a room from a certain senior sister. She couldn't help but wonder, "There is a city in the cave?"

"Yes, and it's a one-to-one replica of the imperial capital." Shao Shuang'er said, "Old Lu is from the imperial capital, but he was fostered in a sect since he was a child. He always said he missed his hometown, so we helped him draw the appearance of the imperial capital and built it for him to play with in his cave."

An Ling's heart skipped a beat, and she looked at Shao Shuang'er in shock. They had recorded the layout of the imperial capital and made a one-to-one model? Was this really appropriate? She pondered for a moment and said, "Well, how detailed is it?"

"Hahaha," Shao Shuang'er seemed very proud, "Of course it's exactly the same! Since we've already done it, of course we have to make it perfect!"

The first thought that came to An Ling's mind at this moment was, have they restored the secret passages and the defenses of the city gates? If one of them wanted to attack the imperial capital, would they be able to know the terrain of the imperial capital?

Her suspicion began to set in again. Apart from these dark thoughts, she really couldn't think of any other reason to replicate the entire city one-to-one. Could it be that "homesickness" could extend to the sewer?

"Let's go! I'll watch you, let's try flying the sword again." Shao Shuang'er said with a smile, "If you fall, I will catch you."

An Ling thanked Shao Shuang'er. She took out her old friend Xiangzhu Sword from her storage ring and ignored the frantic protest of Broken Star. She said to Broken Star calmly, "Since you don't want to come out, I won't force you. After all, there are so many good swords in the world besides Broken Star." After that, she pinched her fingers and chanted a spell on the Xiangzhu Sword. After the embarrassing experience last time, this time, An Ling paid more attention to the control of the sword. She slowly felt the control of her fingers and the sword. Soon, the Xiangzhu Sword was very obediently lying in front of An Ling, waiting for her to use it. An Ling smiled and jumped onto the Xiangzhu Sword. She stepped on the sword and slowly flew into the air. After a while of running-in, the Xiangzhu Sword could move according to An Ling's wishes and even speed up. An Ling felt that flying a sword was like learning to ride a bicycle. It was a kind of muscle memory. It was very simple once you learned it.

Seeing An Ling fly up to the sky so smoothly and steadily with the Xiangzhu Sword, the Broken Star behind her finally couldn't bear it anymore. It whooshed out of the scabbard and hung in front of An Ling with dissatisfaction, emitting cold black air. An Ling had guessed that it would not be able to bear it, and grabbed the Broken Star with her free right hand, "Be good and don't move." When the Broken Star was not caught in An Ling's hand, it could still fly for a while, but when it was caught by An Ling, although it was still trembling reluctantly, it no longer had any ability to turn the world around and could only stay quietly in An Ling's hand as a weapon.

An Ling held the Shattered Stars and swung her sword in the air in a showy manner. She proudly said to Senior Sister Shuang'er who was preparing to respond below: "Senior Sister! I know how to do it!"

Shao Shuang'er also summoned her own sword, slowly flew in front of An Ling, circled around her, and sighed: "How long have you been learning, and you can fly so steadily and so fast? Sigh, it turns out that there is a difference in talent."

"Don't say that, Senior Sister," An Ling said with a wry smile, "There are gains and losses in this world. Even so, I have never had a good life in my life. I envy you even more, Senior Sister."

"No more talking," Shao Shuang'er said with a smile, "If we continue talking, we'll all turn into little bitter melons. Let's go find the guy with the double pupils. We don't know what happened to him."

……

The two flew side by side, An Ling touched Broken Star for a while, calmed its irritable mood, and then put it back into the scabbard and wrapped it with cloth. For some reason, she could feel its joy, anger, sorrow and happiness. Although Broken Star had a bad temper, it seemed to have no ill will towards An Ling. Unconsciously, An Ling no longer regarded it as a senior, but as a naughty child who was neglected to be disciplined. Because of this, she still hoped to educate Broken Star to be more disciplined.

Shao Shuang'er looked at An Ling nagging at a sword and couldn't help but feel that An Ling had some of the temperament of the bald man in Lu Temple. She smiled and said, "Are you trying to influence the evil sword? Don't mention it, staying by your side makes me feel much calmer."

"Excuse me..." An Ling gathered up her hair, and suddenly a magnificent city appeared in front of her. It looked familiar. "Is that the imperial capital?"

"Yes," Shao Shuang'er introduced, "The residents inside are all filled with illusions. They will only appear when visitors like us get close. Look, do you see that? The tallest building is the territory of the Great Xuan Bu Tian Si, also known as the Zhaixing Altar. Under the Zhaixing Altar, those red roofs are the Great Xuan Palace. Wow, that palace is really rich. I don't know how these mortals accumulated so much treasure."

"Is Senior Brother here?"

"Oh, what I just said has nothing to do with him," Shao Shuang'er said with a smile, "He lives in a bungalow on East Market Second Street, and he always let us in to play."

An Ling silently looked at the imperial capital below, which was as strict as a chessboard. She recalled Li Wanjian's previous illusion related to time. She compared them in her mind and found that except for some minor differences, they were exactly the same. This discovery made her alert. She really wanted to know what secrets Lu Xiulin had.