When the breeze came, the fragrance of flowers in the garden filled the nose and mouth, Xiao Yiran suddenly felt very comfortable. Unexpectedly, he forgot that he was a person with the memory of two lives, just like a real teenage girl, who was said by Lin Chen's words, and there was a sweet feeling in his heart.

There was a flush on his cheeks, and he didn't dare to look at Lin Chen, he just lowered his head to admire the flowers, smelling the fragrant fragrance.

"Sister, it's not early, let's go back."

"Okay."

Xiao Yiran replied in a low voice, and took the lead towards the gate of the garden. Coming to the carriage together, Xiao Qing lifted the curtain, and Xiao Yiran lowered his head and got in. I don't know if I also felt a trace of embarrassment, Lin Chen did not enter the carriage as he did when he came, and sat side by side with Xiao Yiran, but sat on the carriage with Xiao Qing. Xiao Yiran in the carriage, from the gap in the curtain, you can see the back of Lin Chen who is sitting, although it is slightly thin, but it is extremely tall. Xiao Yiran looked at it, his heart jumped again for no reason, and he felt that his face was hotter.

"Miss, get out of the car."

Xiaoxi jumped out of the carriage first and raised the curtain for Xiao Yiran. Along the way, Xiao Yiran didn't even feel the bump of the carriage, and returned to the inn unconsciously.

The dinner was shared with Lin Chen's mother and son, and during the banquet, Xiao Yiran barely spoke. Lin Chen's words were also very few, which made Lin keep looking at this and that. Xiao Yiran knew that it might make Lin misunderstand what friction there was between the two, but he couldn't think of how to explain it for a while, so he could only eat a few bites of food quickly, and then said goodbye and went back to his room to rest.

"Chen'er, are peony flowers beautiful?"

"Mother, it's good-looking."

"Chen'er, did you make Miss Xiao angry?"

"No, mother."

Xiao Yiran returned to the room, sat at the window, looked at the street outside the inn, pedestrians coming and going, and listened to all kinds of shouts. Gradually, he recovered from his shyness and couldn't help but smile.

"Ha, how could you be so embarrassed by a sentence from a twelve-year-old boy?"

Xiao Yiran sat in front of the bed for a long time, until the bright moon gradually sank in the west, and then he untied his clothes and lay down on the bed. His eyes looked at the top of the bed net, but he still didn't feel sleepy. When the moon had completely set, the noise outside could no longer be heard, and Xiao Yiran felt a little drowsy. The lights in the room were still on, and Xiao Yiran just wanted to get up and blow out the oil lamp, but suddenly found that he had come to the sky above the room again?!

This surprise was not small, which made Xiao Yiran sit up excitedly. No, I was looking down from the top of the room. Xiao Yiran swung his hands and feet, convinced that there was no soul out of his body, so he breathed a sigh of relief, blew out the oil lamp and lay down again. I was still thinking about what happened just now, and I was really not wrong, I did look down from a high place just now. Xiao Yiran, who was frightened by the two soul separations, no longer had the feeling of sleep.

After sitting up for a while, lying down for a while, and after repeating it many times, I actually got a sweat all over. Take a handkerchief and dip it in the cold water in the basin and scrub it again, and then it will get better. Hearing the rooster crow, Xiao Yiran slowly closed his eyes.

The sound of war drums woke Xiao Yiran up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a huge battlefield. On the banner fluttering in the wind, the word "Zhou" was written on one side, and "Shang" was written on the other, and countless chariots and soldiers were waiting for each other. In the distance is the Yellow River.

This is? Xiao Yiran's heart tightened. He looked down at his body, faintly, like a cloud of black smoke. And when he looked around, he was floating in mid-air, above the battlefield.

"God, it's not going to leave my body again, is it?"

Xiao Yiran raised his face and opened his mouth to shout, no, how could he make a sound? Xiao Yiran clearly remembers that the first two times his soul left his body, no matter how hard he tried to shout, he always couldn't make a sound, but this time it was different, not only could he shout out, but he also heard it vividly. Xiao Yiran immediately swung his faint limbs, and found that although this body was not very solid, he could still listen to his own call. What's going on?

Thinking about it, Xiao Yiran took a few steps forward and a few steps back, as long as he wanted to do it, he could do it.

Where is this, I am obviously lying in an inn in Luoyang City, how did I come here? At this point, Xiao Yiran has been able to determine that this body is his soul at present, and his soul has left his body again. However, unlike in the past, he can now control the divine soul.

To go back, must go back. But where is this?

Zhou, Shang, Yellow River, Shang and Zhou wars, King Wu war? Eight hundred princes will Mengjin? By the way, this must be Mengjin. Although I knew that this was Mengjin, the time was not right. King Wu's war was two thousand years ago, and he crossed over again?

"I'm going back!"

Xiao Yiran really couldn't control the sadness in his heart, and shouted again. As soon as Xiao Yiran's words fell, he felt that his spirit suddenly flew at high speed, and almost in the blink of an eye, he returned to the inn. Looking at the bed lying on the bed, my own **. Xiao Yiran felt that the corners of his eyes were a little hot, and he subconsciously raised his hand, and he really touched his tears.

Souls can shed tears?!

Xiao Yiran really couldn't explain the qiē in front of him, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he rushed to his **, and sat up on the bed in an instant. Reaching out and touching his face, rubbing his legs and feet, and twisting his arms again. After feeling the pain of piercing his heart, Xiao Yiran knew that he had not crossed this time and had come back.

But what just happened? Only now did Xiao Yiran have the heart to think about what happened just now.

Eight hundred princes will meet Mengjin, two thousand years ago? It is not far from Luoyang City to Mengjin, this Xiao Yiran knows, and it is only a hundred and ten miles in total. But how did your soul travel through 2,000 years of time and space? And so swiftly that it came back almost in the blink of an eye?

Xiao Yiran sat on the bed and thought about it, and there was only one explanation, that is, the mantra that Xu Ying's sister left in her mind. Recently, as long as I have time, I have been cultivating according to the mantra, could it be that the mantra is to allow myself to condense and manipulate the divine soul? Thinking of this, Xiao Yiran carefully followed the mantra and tried to leave his body again. Sure enough, Xiao Yiran felt that his gaze was getting higher and higher, and when he reached the top of the room, he looked down at the divine soul, which was still as vaguely as a cloud of smoke as if it was in the sky above Mengjin just now. And his own body was sitting motionless on the bed.

Xiao Yiran tentatively moved slowly over the room, and only after he was sure that he could command the actions of the divine soul like a physical body, did he gradually relax his mind. After a few laps around the room, return to the flesh again. Xiao Yiran was thinking:

Who is Sister Xu Ying entrusted to teach her this trick? Who wants to allow themselves to cultivate their divine souls? What is the purpose of cultivating the Divine Soul? Why did you suddenly travel to the battlefield of the Martial King two thousand years ago? Could it be that the war has nothing to do with itself?

I didn't understand anything, and the sky outside was already bright.