There were no mirrors in the tiny room, and there was no water or anything like that. So even if Mu Yang barely stood up, he couldn't see his current appearance clearly. I just feel that my body is light and fluttering, and I can't move like I used to at all.

After a while, Mu Yang weakly leaned on the furnishings in the room and came to a small window. Looking up, the outside is facing the sea, the sea water is coming wave after wave, and the air is filled with a fishy and salty smell, this is salted fish?

stepped forward, and as soon as he walked to the door, Mu Yang only felt a collapse under his feet, and his body fell forward uncontrollably, hitting the ground heavily. Coincidentally, a figure walked outside the door, holding something in his hand, and he couldn't see who it was.

With a bang, the tray fell, and a woman's voice came: "Why did you get out of bed by yourself?" When I brought you back the other day, you barely breathed, and it's great to wake up. ”

Stretched out his hand and easily helped Muyang up. Although confused, even a little confused. But Mu Yang also knew that the other party was a woman and should not be very old, so how could he have so much strength and help him up so easily?

There is a great possibility, that is, this woman is a cultivator and a cultivator. Just thinking about it, Muyang had been helped to the bed and helped him lie quietly. I glanced at the woman's hand, which was so slender, but a little rough.

Looking up, Muyang found that although the woman in front of him was not a peerless beauty, she also had the beauty of the little sister next door. Facing Muyang, she was a little embarrassed: "That, the medicine has been spilled, I'll go get another bowl over." ”

As she said that, she was about to leave, but Muyang immediately grabbed her arm. But because he was too weak, he was almost dragged down all of a sudden. This is even more strange, it's just a woman, why is he so powerless?

"Girl, you wait first. I don't think I need medicine, I just need a mirror or a basin of water. The face was pale, without half a bit of blood, this was Muyang in the eyes of the woman. Dai frowned, but finally nodded in agreement.

After a moment, Mu Yang held the edge of the basin with both hands and trembled violently. The water splashed and soaked his body, but he didn't know, "This can't be! How can this be? This can't happen." ”

Muyang was a little uncontrollable and completely panicked. What did he see? It turned out that what was reflected in the water was not the heroic and dashing Muyang, nor was it the appearance of standing at the peak and being the Holy Lord Muyang.

But now this face, Muyang is very familiar. Because this face was when he was a teenager, when his cultivation had just begun, or when he didn't have any true qi at all, his body was delicate, and he couldn't compare to other cultivators.

Why did you go back to your teenage years? Including the absence of any true qi in the body, it also proves this. No wonder it was easily lifted up by an ordinary woman, and she almost fell down.

"You...... You...... You've just woken up and need some rest. The woman was a little anxious, and she didn't know if Muyang had any other symptoms. Quietly picked it up, and didn't ask a doctor, how is this good.

After a long time, Muyang finally calmed down. Distracted, he put down the basin. Looking up at the woman, "I'm sorry girl, did I scare you?" Dare to ask the girl, what is this place, how did you find me?"

Pursing her mouth, the woman didn't speak for a long time. But there was a tangled look on his face: "Childe, this is just an ordinary small harbor, nothing special." But you seem to have been swept over by the waves. ”

Is the nameless fishing port a fishing port again? Can it be a little new? Muyang thought in his heart, if as expected, it was the hands and feet of the people behind the scenes. It took a lot of effort to be able to beat him back to a state where he didn't cultivate.

Is this the test? or more accurately, an unfair bet. Now that he has no cultivation, he is worse than ordinary people, how can he break through this holy realm? and this small place, is it real or illusory?

"Don't worry, Childe, we are very peaceful here. Everyone makes a living by fishing and selling fish, and they don't fight and kill, as long as you don't provoke ......" At this, the woman suddenly paused and stopped talking.

Mu Yang naturally noticed this, but he didn't break it. After a moment's notice, he asked, "Dare to ask the girl's name?" Thank you for saving her life." Since this is already the case, Muyang can only accept it and act at the opportunity.

Hearing this, the woman's face turned red, and she was actually a little embarrassed: "In our place, there are no rules, but the name of the heroine can't be inquired casually." But you're not from here, so I don't know, I don't blame you. ”

As soon as the words fell, the woman was about to leave. He suddenly paused at the door, and said without looking back: "My name is very simple, it is the lotus flower in the water, and my name is Xiaolian." You rest first, I'm out. ”

Lying helplessly on the bed, how could Muyang still be able to sleep? Xiu Wei should have been sealed, what happened to Linlin and them? And in his current state, how to break into this holy realm? It is simply an unprecedented big trouble.

In this way, Muyang stayed here for many days. There was no change in the body, and it was still very weak. It is possible to walk normally, but it is impossible to use true qi, or there is no true qi at all.

Every day I sit on the beach and watch the world of this small fishing port. Fishing, selling fish, buying fish, haggling. All kinds of people have it. But for many days, Muyang really didn't see anyone using his true qi.

In other words, what Xiaolian said is right, is this indeed not a cultivation realm, just an ordinary existence? But what did Xiaolian mean by what she didn't finish saying that day? Mu Yang thought about it, and fell into deep thought.

"Childe, what are you thinking?" I don't know when, Xiaolian had already sat down beside him, tilting her head to look at him suspiciously. It's a lively harvest time in front of us, and everyone is busy with a smile on their faces.

Perhaps, it would be nice to be able to go on like this forever. There is no strife, no conspiracy, and no intrigue. In an ordinary world, isn't this the peaceful world that Muyang has always wanted to strive for?

As soon as this thought came out, Mu Yang was shocked, why is he so familiar? Could it be that he yearns for a peaceful and ordinary life so much? Is he really tired? Don't want to continue to persevere? What should Linlin do?

Shaking his head violently, Mu Yang's face sank. Some are confused by the sight in front of them, the various states of the world in front of them. What is your purpose? I still have important things to do, so I can't do this.

Always try to keep yourself awake. But Xiaolian's meticulousness, the simplicity of all the people here, at most, is just a little quarrel in the middle of buying and selling, which makes Muyang feel that he doesn't want to leave anymore, so it's good.

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