In order to avoid attracting attention, Murong Qi placed an enchantment around the pavilion, and when the red light was as dazzling as blood, her body was light, and she entered a completely unfamiliar place.

Murong Qi held the little gray ash in one hand and looked around curiously.

The surroundings are white and the visibility is extremely low.

This... Where? Just when Murong Qi was puzzled, he saw the little guy in his hand fluttering his wings and flying forward.

At this time, Suzaku was not as lifeless as usual, and it was lost in the blink of an eye.

Murong Qi, who only knew the general direction, walked into a forest with his feelings.

As Murong Qi stepped in, everything around him changed, and his line of sight became clear.

Although the trees in front of you are luxuriant, they do not affect your vision.

No matter which angle you look at, it's crystal clear.

Murong Qi looked up at the sky, only to see that the sky was just blue and blue, there was no sunlight, no wind, no clouds, and even the air seemed to be still.

A qiē seems extremely unreal...

Murong Qi was wandering around in the woods, and she once thought that she was lost, but she actually saw a towering sycamore.

The height of the sycamore in front of him was unseen by Murong Qi, the thick tree pole went straight to the sky, and the layers of leaves covered the sky and the sun.

When Murong Qi observed the big tree, he found the Vermilion Bird that was perched here at the branch.

If it weren't for Murong Qi's curiosity, I'm afraid it would be difficult to find Suzaku's figure.

Seeing that Suzaku looked like he was sleeping peacefully, Murong Qi didn't plan to recall it, so he let it rest here.

He continued to walk around and take a look, the woods said that it was not big, it was not small, and Murong Qi came to a courtyard.

Just as she was about to push the door open, the door opened wide before she could touch it.

"My name is Qiushui, welcome to the little master here!" A deep voice rang out in the ears.

"Autumn water... Are you Qiushui? My dad and my brother! Murong Qi turned his head to look around, looking for where the voice came from.

Since his rebirth, Murong Qi had never felt so anxious.

"Don't worry! With the current strength of the little master, he can't open the Spirit Pagoda yet! I can only tell the little master that they are still there. The deep voice was devoid of emotion.

"Can you take me to meet them, then?" Murong Qi had an expectant expression on her face, and she couldn't find the source of the voice, so she had to ask out loud.

"I can't, I've completed my mission, I'm about to dissipate, and when the little master rises to the Spirit King, you can see where the Spirit Tower is." The deep voice was telling a brutal truth.

This news was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for Murong Qi, who thought that as long as he could refine the Dan and find the Qi Dan Fang, he would be able to resurrect his relatives, but why, why did this happen!

Now she hasn't even reached the second-order spiritual power, Spirit King, what kind of existence is that!

"Can I? Can I do it? At this moment, Murong Qi's mood was never lower.

She curled up in a ball as she muttered to herself, leaning against the door and shivering.

I thought there was still a glimmer of hope, but the news I just learned extinguished even this last glimmer of hope.

Helpless, she lost her way for a while, and she didn't know what her goal was after being reborn! Why should God be so cruel to let her endure this!

What is the joy of life, what is the joy of death! Murong Qi might as well die by himself, at least he can be with his father and brothers!

"Sister, sister! What happened to you? Xiao Yun'er's cordial call echoed in Murong Qi's ears.

Murong Qi's heart tightened, and the thought of wanting to see Yun'er flashed, and she returned to the outside, and at this time, in the pavilion, Murong Yun was looking at herself with an anxious face.

Stretched out his hand and rubbed Yun'er's hair, and smiled weakly: "My sister was just sleepy, so she took a nap!" ”

"Oh~ Did Yun'er make a noise to my sister!" Xiao Yun'er lowered her little head and looked apologetic.

Murong Yun didn't know what was going on just now, he was originally playing in the garden, and his heart suddenly tightened, as if something important was about to pass away.

In a panic, he hurriedly looked for his sister's figure, and even if he fell halfway, he quickly got up, and he didn't even stroke the dirt off his knees.

"How so! Xiao Yun'er is so well-behaved! Yun'er is tired of playing? Would you like to take a break? ”

The soft voice calmed Murong Yun's uneasiness.

At this time, Murong Qi was in no mood to play with Xiao Yun'er anymore, and she was a little out of strength.

"Then my sister went to rest with Yun'er, okay?" The big round eyes were full of hope.

Murong Yun also somehow looked at his sister and felt a little strange, as if if he didn't pay attention, his sister would leave.

"Good! Sister and Yun'er together! ”

Murong Qi took Xiao Yun'er's hand and walked towards the house.

She was usually as careful as a hair, but she didn't notice the dirt on Murong Yun's body, and just walked blankly.

When walking, she was like a walking corpse, only the soft touch in her hand made Murong Qi feel that she was still alive.

Lying on the bed, hugging the small body in his arms, Murong Qi had no sleep, and Qiushui's words echoed in his head.

Confused, she didn't know where to go for a while, and she even felt that the opening of today's autumn water ring was not a happy thing.

It may be better if you don't know the hardships of the road to resurrection and work aimlessly.

It's not that she gave up on herself, but it was recorded in the historical records she had read that the "Spirit King" had not appeared for thousands of years.

She never felt that she was talented, she didn't have the confidence to be the first person in the ages.

Why can she, she is an ominous person, she is the one who caused the whole clan to die tragically! What face does she have to live!

For her now, death is not a relief.

In her sleep, a qiē from her previous life rushed towards her, the complaints of the clansmen, and the disappointed expression of her father were all in Ling Chi's heart.

She was still on the island one moment, but the next second she was immersed in the sea, the raging blood engulfed her, she struggled in the water, the huge waves were surging, and there were also the corpses of her clansmen, grief, self-blame, and despair swept over.

At this moment, Murong Qi didn't want to resist, so he spread his hands and let the blood engulf him.

In the dream, the uncle's arrogant laughter resounded in his ears, all telling her uselessness, incompetence, and inaction.

Murong Qi couldn't argue with herself, at this moment, she felt that her rebirth was a big joke.

Murong Qi struggled in the dream, the pain of suffocating made her forehead ooze layers of sweat.

And Murong Yun, who was sleeping on the side, was so anxious that his eyes were red and tears came out of his eyes after discovering his sister's abnormality.

He didn't know what was wrong with his sister, she was fine in the morning, why it was like this now.