Although it was sudden, Xu Qing had already ingrained a sense of vigilance in his soul. Almost at the instant the bolt of lightning arrived, he quickly retreated and dodged.
As he watched the lightning bolt streak past him and crash into the ground, Xu Qing's expression turned grim as he gazed up at the sky.
His eyes were illuminated by the lightning in the sky, reflecting a sharp light.
Dark clouds filled the sky and thunder rumbled. There didn't seem to be anything too abnormal except for lightning swimming around. Everything seemed to be a coincidence.
"Something's wrong!"
Xu Qing's expression was gloomy. Regardless of whether it was the scattering of the Sword Holder's sword lights earlier or the lightning this time, it was too much of a coincidence.
This made him instinctively think of D132 and what the middle-aged Pawn, Old Li, had said.
"More than half of its previous guardians died mysteriously outside."
