Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

The fire illuminated the surroundings again, making the scene even more terrifying.

The walls were covered with white bones, some of which belonged to humans and some to animals. There were also some broken limbs scattered on the ground, which was unbearable to look at.

"Ugh..." Xiaohuan couldn't help but dry heave.

Zhang Ling suppressed his nausea and comforted her, "It's okay, Xiaohuan, let's...let's get out of here quickly."

After saying that, he took Xiaohuan's hand and quickened his pace.

After walking for a while, they came to a spacious hall.

In the center of the hall, there is a huge altar, which is engraved with strange runes.

Around the altar, there are some strange statues with hideous faces and various shapes, as if they are evil spirits crawling out of hell.

"This...what is this place?" Xiaohuan's voice trembled.

Zhang Ling shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

At this moment, the runes on the altar suddenly lit up, emitting a dazzling light.

The light grew brighter and brighter, eventually illuminating the entire hall.

"What's going on?" Zhang Ling exclaimed.

Suddenly, a vortex appeared in the center of the altar, emitting a powerful suction force.

"Ah!" Zhang Ling and Xiaohuan both screamed and were pulled into the whirlpool by the suction force.

The two struggled desperately, but to no avail.

Finally, they were sucked into the vortex and disappeared.

......

When Zhang Ling woke up again, he found himself lying on a soft bed.

He opened his eyes and found himself in an unfamiliar room.

The room is decorated very luxuriously and is full of exotic style.

"Where...where am I?" Zhang Ling muttered to himself.

Just then, a woman in exotic clothes walked in.

The woman had a beautiful face and noble temperament, as if she had walked out of a painting.

"Are you awake?" the woman asked with a smile.

Zhang Ling nodded and asked, "Excuse me...where is this place?"

The woman said, "This is the Moon Temple."

"Temple of the Moon?" Zhang Ling was shocked. Could it be... could it be that he had come to the legendary Temple of the Moon?

The woman seemed to see Zhang Ling's confusion and explained, "Yes, this is the Moon Temple. I am a maid of the Moon Temple. You can call me Yue'er."

Zhang Ling's mind was full of questions, and he couldn't wait to know everything here.

"Miss Yue'er, may I ask...where is Xiaohuan?" Zhang Ling asked.

Yue Er smiled slightly and said, "She's fine. She's resting in the next room."

Zhang Ling felt relieved after hearing this.

"Miss Yue'er, may I ask...where is the 'Tears of the Moon Goddess'?" Zhang Ling asked.

Yue Er smiled mysteriously and said, "The 'Tears of the Moon Goddess' is deep in the Moon Goddess Temple, but...it is not an easy task to obtain it."

Hearing this, Zhang Ling's heart was filled with desire to challenge.

He must obtain the "Tears of the Moon Goddess" and then return to his original world to take revenge on those who killed him!

"Miss Yue'er, please tell me, how can I get the 'Tears of the Moon Goddess'?" Zhang Ling asked.

Yue'er said: "If you want to get the 'Tears of the Moon Goddess', you need to pass the test of the Moon Goddess."

"The test from the Moon Goddess?" Zhang Ling asked doubtfully.

Yue'er nodded and said, "Yes, the Moon God will set three tests. Only by passing these three tests can you obtain the 'Tears of the Moon God'."

Zhang Ling took a deep breath and said, "I'm ready. Please tell me what the first test is?"

Yue Er smiled mysteriously and said, "The first test is... to find your heart."

"Find my heart?" Zhang Ling was confused.

Yue Er explained: "Everyone has a 'heart' in their heart. This 'heart' represents your deepest desire. Only when you find this 'heart' can you truly understand yourself and pass the test of the Moon God."

Zhang Ling fell into deep thought.

His heart...what is it?

revenge?

that power?

Or...love?

Just as Zhang Ling was thinking hard, Yue'er suddenly leaned close to his ear and whispered softly: "Actually... your 'heart' is right in front of you."

Zhang Ling was stunned, then turned to look at Yue'er.

He saw Yue'er looking at him lovingly, her eyes full of tenderness and love.

Zhang Ling's heart moved. Could it be... could it be that his "heart" is... Yue'er?

At this moment, Yue'er suddenly kissed Zhang Ling's lips.

Zhang Ling suddenly felt an electric current running through his body, making him feel numb all over.

He couldn't help but put his arms around Yue'er's waist and responded to her kiss.

The two hugged each other tightly, as if they were going to melt into each other.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the door:

"Your Highness, are you in there?"

Yes, Xiaohuan.

The temple was cold and damp, with a rotten smell in the air. Zhang Ling and Xiao Huan took advantage of the weak light and groped forward. It was terribly quiet, with only the sound of their breathing and heartbeats echoing.

"Your Highness, it's... so scary here..." Xiaohuan grabbed Zhang Ling's arm tightly, her body trembling slightly.

Zhang Ling held her hand with his backhand and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, I'm here." Although his voice was calm, he was also uneasy in his heart. This strange atmosphere reminded him of some unpleasant memories, and the fear of being hunted and betrayed came to his mind again. The flame of revenge burned in his heart, and he had to find the Tears of the Moon Goddess and take back everything that belonged to him!

Suddenly, there was a "crackling" sound under his feet, as if he stepped on something. Zhang Ling looked down and saw some bones scattered on the ground in the weak light.

"Ah!" Xiaohuan screamed and hugged Zhang Ling tightly.

Zhang Ling patted her shoulder and comforted her: "It's okay, it's just some bones." Although he said so, he became more alert in his heart. This Moon Temple is indeed not a good place.

As they continued walking forward, the temple became larger and more eerie. Various strange statues stood on both sides, like ghosts in the darkness, making people shudder.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew from the front, carrying with it a strong smell of blood.

"What's that smell?" Xiaohuan covered her nose, her face pale.

Zhang Ling also smelled the blood. His heart sank, and he realized that something might be wrong.

"Be careful!" Zhang Ling pulled Xiaohuan behind him and looked ahead vigilantly.

In the darkness, there was a rustling sound, as if something was approaching.

"Who's there?!" Zhang Ling shouted loudly.

He was answered with a creepy growl.

Then, a pair of scarlet eyes lit up in the darkness, getting closer and closer...

A huge monster appeared in front of them. It was covered with black hair, had a hideous face, and had a sticky liquid dripping from its mouth, emitting a disgusting stench.

"What is this?!" Xiaohuan turned pale with fright and grabbed Zhang Ling's sleeve tightly.

Zhang Ling had never seen such a terrifying monster, but he forced himself to calm down. He knew that being afraid was useless now, and he could only survive by fighting.

"You beast, you're looking for death!" Zhang Ling drew the sword from his waist and pointed it at the monster.

The monster let out a roar and pounced towards Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling dodged the monster's attack by leaning sideways and swung his sword at its neck.

With a "clang" sound, the sword blade hit the monster's neck, but only left a shallow wound.

The monster's skin and flesh were extremely tough, and ordinary swords and knives could not hurt it at all.

"Damn it!" Zhang Ling cursed inwardly and swung his sword to attack again.

A man and a beast fought fiercely in the darkness.

Although Zhang Ling is a martial arts expert, he gradually feels overwhelmed when facing this thick-skinned monster.

He had multiple injuries and his clothes were stained with blood.

Xiaohuan was terrified watching from the side. She wanted to help but was powerless.

"Your Highness, be careful!" Xiaohuan suddenly exclaimed.

The monster took advantage of Zhang Ling's unpreparedness and bit his shoulder.

"Ah!" Zhang Ling screamed as the monster bit off a piece of flesh from his shoulder.

"Your Highness!" Xiaohuan rushed forward crying, trying to stop the monster.

But the monster pushed her away and pounced on Zhang Ling again.

At this critical moment, a white light fell from the sky and hit the monster.

The monster let out a shrill scream, fell to the ground, and kept twitching.

Zhang Ling and Xiaohuan were both stunned. They didn't know where the white light came from.

At this time, a figure slowly walked out of the darkness.

She was a woman dressed in white, with a beautiful face and extraordinary temperament.

"Are you...the Moon Goddess?" Zhang Ling asked in surprise.

The woman smiled and said, "I am not the Moon God. I am just the Moon God's messenger."

"Thank you fairy for saving my life." Zhang Ling said gratefully.

"You're welcome," the woman said, "I'm here to guide you to find the Tears of the Moon Goddess."

"Really? That's great!" Zhang Ling was delighted and asked quickly, "Where is the Tears of the Moon Goddess?"

The woman pointed ahead and said, "Follow me."

Zhang Ling and Xiaohuan followed the woman forward, walked through a long corridor, and came to a huge palace.

The palace gate was closed and engraved with mysterious runes.

The woman walked to the door, stretched out her hand, and pushed it gently.

The light was so strong that Zhang Ling and Xiao Huan subconsciously covered their eyes.

When they got used to the light, they slowly opened their eyes.

The scene before them shocked them so much that they were speechless...

The temple was cold and damp, and the air was filled with a disgusting stench. Zhang Ling and Xiao Huan could barely see the surrounding environment with the weak light. The dilapidated walls were engraved with strange runes, some of which were still glowing faintly, emitting a strange aura.

"Your Highness, it feels so eerie here..." Xiaohuan grabbed Zhang Ling's arm tightly, her body trembling slightly.

Zhang Ling patted her hands and pretended to be calm and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here." Although he said this, he was a little scared. The atmosphere in this temple was too weird, making him feel very uncomfortable.

The two men walked forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow. From time to time, there was a "crunching" sound under their feet, as if they were stepping on dry bones, which made people feel creepy.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew from the depths, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, like the wailing of a ghost. Xiaohuan screamed in fear and hugged Zhang Ling tightly.

"What is that?!" Zhang Ling suddenly drew the sword from his waist and looked around vigilantly.

After the sound of the wind, the surroundings fell into silence again, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.

"Your Highness... let's... let's go back..." Xiaohuan's voice was tearful.

Zhang Ling hesitated for a moment. The purpose of his coming here was to get the "Tears of the Moon Goddess", and he was unwilling to give up now.