Chapter Twenty-Nine: When I Wake Up from a Dream or the Road Turns Back

"Ahh

A familiar little face came into view, and he asked with concern: "San'er, what's wrong with you, are you having a nightmare?"

Looking at the blue sky, Xiao San raised his elbows after coming back to his senses, looked at the messy surroundings, and replied, "It's okay, ah..."

The pain on his body suddenly struck, once again reminding the junior who had returned to reality, he looked at the gauze wrapped all over his body, judging from the blood stains on it, it looked like he had been seriously injured before.

"What's wrong with me? What's going on, what about those people?" asked the junior when he saw a human slave with a broken foot a few meters away.

"Don't you remember?" Qingying looked at Xiao San suspiciously, and had to tell him what happened after Xiao San fell into the demon from beginning to end.

After listening to his heroic performance in Qingying's mouth, Xiao San was also stunned, but at the last moment, he almost strangled Qingying to death, but Qingying didn't mention it to him.

Xiao San tried to recall, as if there were really those fragments that Qingying said in his mind, but they were too fragmentary to remember at all, but it seemed to... The person he hated the most seemed to be dead.

There was too much information, so that Xiao San's brain couldn't react, and the strange dream before still made him palpitate.

"Did I really die once?" said Xiao San secretly.

When he was rescued by Qingfeng and woke up for the first time, Qingling told him this, at that time he didn't believe it at all, and felt ridiculous, how could the dead be resurrected?

Out of respect for the savior, he did not refute it at the time.

"No, isn't that a dream, but I have recovered some memories?" said Xiao Sanxin.

Otherwise, why does it feel so real, and the bits and pieces of the dream are really and clearly engraved in my mind at this time, unlike a dream, which I forget when I finish it.

He suddenly remembered that Qu Lao had said about his illness and that his memory would be restored under the stimulation of a certain factor or environment.

"Could it be... Xiao San hurriedly asked, "Qingying, has my head been stimulated by anything or..." Something slammed into it?"

"Hmmm... I was beaten by the surname Meng. Qingying said hesitantly, before he only said that Xiao San was brave, but the plot of Xiao San being beaten by Mengfei, the little guy was brushed aside.

Xiao San touched his intact head and tried to remember.

"Also... Yes I saw something black and got into your head as well. Qingying said timidly.

This is the last thing she wants to mention, she is afraid that those things will be bad for Xiao San and make him a devil.

Sure enough, my memory was gradually recovering. Xiao San muttered.

"Sure enough, San'er, let's go find my sister, right?" Qingying said anxiously, and after finishing speaking, she wanted to pull Xiao San up.

The little guy has always been worried about his sister, after all, it has been almost a day since he was separated, but last night the junior was injured like that, no matter how worried he was, he couldn't leave the mistress. Besides, Xiao San is now the protector of her heart.

In the past two days, she first lost her father, and her sister's life and death are unknown, although the little guy is not very sad now, but the junior knows that in her young heart, I am afraid that it has already been full of holes.

"Okay!" Returning to his senses, Xiao San hurriedly got up, needless to say, he would go to find the girl he cared about the most.

One thing Xiao San is reassured, as long as Dong Xiong is there, Qingling will be fine.

Speaking of which, Xiao San still has some expectations, after all, everyone has their own past, whether good or bad, there should be something worth missing, Xiao San hopes to recover some memories as soon as possible, and he also wants to know, why he woke up and would be in that place where the world is not going - the Dark Forest!

Bringing some swords and artifacts left by the slaves for self-defense, the two wanted to leave.

"Two, I..." Before the crippled slave finished speaking, he saw Xiao San looking at him, and he held back what he was about to say.

It's really because Xiao San's face is not particularly handsome, which leaves too much shadow on him.

Qingying looked at Xiao San, as if asking Xiao San how to deal with this human slave.

Xiao San didn't speak, but he would never take him with him.

As if seeing Xiao San's thoughts, the human slave took the initiative to say: "Two adults, I won't drag you down, you can just send me to that stone mountain." ”

Following the direction he pointed, Xiao San Qingying saw a stone mountain about ten meters high not far away.

"Don't bother with the two of you, you just need to help me, I'll climb up by myself, they find that the master hasn't gone back, they will definitely come back to find it, when the time comes..." The slave suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing, and quickly slapped his ears and scraped them.

"No, no, no, I mean, I want to live two more days, I'm afraid that if you leave, the beasts will come. "Human slave way.

"San'er, let's help him, he was also injured to protect me, they are actually very pitiful. ”

After hesitating again and again, Xiao San still nodded and agreed, from the first time they met, Xiao San had a deep understanding that Qingying had a good heart.

It took a lot of effort to send the crippled foot slave to the stone mountain he designated, and when he left, Xiao San also helped him sprinkle some animal avoidance powder.

Looking at the figure of a big and a small person gradually moving away, the eyes of the crippled human slave couldn't help flashing a little crystal, being a slave does not mean that human nature will be a slave because of this, who is good to him, who is not good to him, he can still distinguish clearly, recalling his master's various evil deeds, he suddenly felt that there are still good people in this world.

The stump slave silently prayed for the two, hoping that they would go far away and not wade into this troubled water again. On this mirror domain, if you offend the nine factions, the consequences are unimaginable, not to mention, the young man who no longer looks so terrible now, also killed the patriarch of the Dream Clan, one of the nine factions, the most important son!

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The Dream Clan is one of the nine factions of the Mirror Domain.

A few decades ago, they were still one of the many small sects above the Mirror Domain, because of some special circumstances, under the "strong" push of some nobles, they became one of the agents of the only sect in the Mirror Domain, the Ethereal Sect, dominating the southwest corner of the Mirror Domain, close to the Dark Forest.

In the most majestic hall in the center of the Dream Clan, a richly dressed man sat in the center, and it was not difficult to see that this person was now in a rage, and several people in uniform black and red robes were separated on both sides, all with serious expressions, bowing their heads and saying nothing.

The main hall is resplendent with gold, nine gilded stone pillars side by side, each stone pillar has carved some rare and exotic beasts, some soar through the clouds and drive the fog, some play in the water to make fire, lifelike. On both sides of the hall, there is a huge red copper incense burner two people high, the mist is shrouded, the aroma is refreshing, makes people refreshed, and then cooperates with the rest of the luxurious and extravagant objects in the hall, the wealth and wealth of this immortal family are undoubtedly revealed.

"Bastard, what the hell is going on, how long have you been back, and Fei'er is in a bad situation?" The middle-aged man in the middle stared at one of the people in the lower right and said angrily.

This person is about thirty years old, and his eyebrows are full of the majesty of the superior, and from the outside, he is quite similar to the Mengfei who died at the hands of Xiao San.

The old man hurriedly replied: "Patriarch Qiyu, I don't know, when the clan transferred me back, Fei'er was there... Hunt down a Spiritual Realm monk. ”

The person who answered was none other than Uncle Mengfei who went to Qingjiachang Village with Mengfei to find treasures, and his dreams were endless.

"Ascending Spirit Realm Monk, Ascending Spirit Realm Monk can beat him to the point that only a wisp of remnant soul remains?" the man in fancy clothes questioned.

Then a crystal ball the size of a goose egg was suspended in the air, and a wisp of divine soul that seemed to dissipate at any time wandered out of it, looking at the remnant soul, it was exactly the same as Mengfei.

"The patriarch is angry, wait for me to go and check, and I will definitely bring that murderer back to the clan to subjugate the law!"

"No need, do you think you can hide your little tricks from me? Fei'er is in trouble because of you!" the man in Chinese clothes stared at him viciously.

As soon as Meng Wuya heard this, he knew that the matter was revealed, and he quickly knelt down and said, "Please give me a chance to make up for my mistakes." ”

"Hmph! punish you to go to the back mountain to face the wall, you must not be allowed, and you must not go out of the mountain without permission!"

The dream is endless, and he knows that it is useless to talk too much, so he confesses and retreats.

"Wubian, you go to do this matter, find the murderer, kill him on the spot, remember to bring his head back, I want to see, above the mirror domain, who dares to touch the people of my nine factions. The man in Chinese clothes said.

"Commanded. At the top of the left, an old man with a hooked nose who knew that he was a ruthless character just by looking at his appearance did not delay for a moment, and immediately walked out of the hall.

The rest of the chores are not mentioned.

When everyone dispersed, a beautiful woman walked out of the side of the hall, her eyes were red and swollen, obviously caused by crying for a long time.

"Wuji, you must avenge Fei'er. "Mentioning that he still has a wisp of remnant soul left, the beautiful woman is about to come again.

"Okay, don't cry, I've already found someone to do it, don't worry, above the Mirror Domain, there are still people who dare to break ground on the heads of my nine factions, no matter who it is, I will make him pay." Fei'er is my most important son, fortunately, my dream clan is a major in spirit, Fei'er can use the unique secret technique I taught him to escape back a wisp of remnant soul, otherwise my father and son are afraid that they will be separated forever. Don't worry, I will help him repair the remnant soul, whether I can find him a good body again, it depends on his creation. ”

Hearing this, the beautiful woman held back the tears in her eyes and reminded: "Could the murderer be..."

Seeing what the other party was thinking, Meng Wuji interrupted: "No, the nine factions are still in the same spirit, and it is not yet time to kill each other." ”

"Then who else—someone from the Ethereal Sect?" the beautiful woman asked.

"It's possible, according to some information, several elders of the Ethereal Spirit Sect have indeed appeared in this area from time to time in the past six months, as if they were looking for someone. Meng Wuji replied.

"If they really did it, then how can this revenge be avenged. As she spoke, the beautiful woman began to feel sad again, "Can't you extract some spiritual fragments from Fei'er's remnant soul, and know who is ruthless?"

"No, his soul is too badly damaged, and if he does this, his soul may dissipate because of this, it is estimated that Fei'er has encountered an irreversible situation of death, so he will choose to self-detonate in such a domineering way to hurt the enemy. Meng Wuji said.

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The beautiful woman wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Meng Wuji, "You go down, I have a lot of things to deal with recently." ”

Recently, there are indeed a lot of things that have given this patriarch a headache, since more than half a year ago, his nine factions joined forces with several major families in another domain, trying to change the dynasty and end the Ethereal Sect's thousands of years of domination of the realm to no avail, he has been restless, but he didn't expect that the son who was still alive in front of him two days ago was left with a wisp of remnant soul back in order to go to a small village to hunt for treasure, fortunately, he has many heirs, otherwise this news really makes him unacceptable.

Speaking of the battle of the Ethereal Spirit Sect, Meng Wuji still feels strange, the hundred-year plot at that time can be described as seamless and complete, why no one who went with him came back, as if it had never happened.

But that battle did go according to plan, and there are still remnants of the buildings damaged by the battle in the front hall of the Ethereal Spirit Sect. Although those shrimp soldiers and crabs in the front hall have nothing to do with the overall situation, and the forbidden land behind the Ethereal Sect is the main battlefield, no matter what, with that half-saint powerhouse in charge, there should be no mistakes in everything, but since then, the half-saint powerhouse has never appeared again, and no one knows what happened in the meantime.

However, there were rumors later that someone saw that the half-saint powerhouse was injured and fled, but it was confirmed by his family, claiming that the strong man did not return to the clan.

It's been more than half a year since the incident, and the atmosphere in the Mirror Domain is very delicate, and the several major families in the other domain behind them have not instructed what to do next, and the nine factions can only stand still.

And the Ethereal Spirit Sect seems to have never happened to this thing, the only change is that the attitude towards the Nine Sects is no longer as indifferent as before, but has begun to interfere with a lot of interference, after all, on the bright side, the Ethereal Spirit Sect is still the only master of the Mirror Domain.

Therefore, not only Meng Wuji has a headache, but the other factions are afraid that they are not much better than him, compared to a few sects close to the Ethereal Spirit Sect, maybe this dream clan with a high mountain and a distant emperor will have a better life.