Fall from the Sky

In Xizhou, where alien races coexist, the existence of human races is like delicious food walking on the road. And in such an area, it is not an exaggeration to say that a person can live to the age of seven without any support and be protected by Yunjian Pavilion. Some people say that he is a man of destiny, others say that he is the master of the destined sword, and some say that he will destroy the peace that has been cultivated for tens of thousands of years... There is no such thing in his eyes, there is only the name Qi'an, he is just Qi'an, nothing more. Who is whispering on the Thirty-Three Layers Mountain, and why is the low voice echoing in the Xizhou landline for a long time. It turns out that they are all celebrating the emergence of a being. … Governing all races, pacifying Xizhou, recognizing the master of the fallen sword, and eradicating the curse... It all seems to be a fateful arrangement. Qi An didn't know, he just wanted to live. … What is it like to be a local among a group of time travellers? Are there bad people among the masses? The senior brothers and sisters often said strange things, which Qi An couldn't understand, but he tried his best to understand. He won't tell anyone, just because they gave him the name Qi'an, and he can't do anything like betrayal. … Surviving is obviously very simple, you just need to eat enough and sleep enough. Qi An thought so too at first. But why is it that with this sword in my hand, it becomes more and more difficult to survive as I walk? "Have I never lived for myself from beginning to end..." "Senior brother... Are your deaths... Also for your own sake..."