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A secluded flower path leads straight ahead, and there are traces of people walking on the left and right sides. I closed my eyes: I had come here, knowing that my companion had a rigorous and meticulous reasoning, and at this moment I saw this natural flower path, I deliberately created an illusion, and then walked the most and least likely unfamiliar flower path.

It wasn't very long, and it didn't take long to come to an end. But I was surprised to find that there were extremely dense flowers and vines all around, and there was no trace of anyone walking through it.

Isn't that wrong! I felt the urge to return, but reason forced me to suppress the thought—I came here and found that it was a desperate place, and that if I wanted to walk, I had to pull the flowers and vines artificially. Then, I looked up, and sure enough, there were traces of someone vacating the sky.

I closed my eyes and gambled on this last one.

Soaring to his feet, he flipped to the right-hand position at four o'clock.

There is no why, it's just that if it were me, it would be like this.

When I opened my eyes, my head exploded with a thud. The most worrying thing finally happened—in front of me was a broken flower path formed by people walking through, and countless roses and vines were torn off along the way. The moon must have been on the verge of collapse at this moment, so it was no longer scrupulous to run through this flower forest to leave such traces.

"Yue, you must live." I also walked briskly along the flower path, but fortunately, the speed of the moon slowed down after ten zhang, obviously forcibly suppressing the mood and moving forward slowly.

I can't afford to take a wrong step at the moment, and I gently tiptoe into the sea of roses.

A small clearing suddenly appeared, and it was a rare white stone floor.

Then I saw the moon.

A pure white shadow sat on the edge of the stone with its back to it, its hands folded around its knees, as if sensing my presence, and glancing back.

The cold eyes made me take a step back, and my heart felt like I was filled with ice and snow.

Chapter 9: Star Language

That kind of gaze, like the sharpest blade of ice, can cut your heart and freeze thousands of words in your mouth with just one glance.

Then the moon looked back and sat back, and seemed to see only a sea of roses.

I don't know such a month.

The moon I know, the eyes are slightly cool, clear and pure white, as quiet and blurred as the moonlight.

The moon I know speaks calmly, tranquilly, gently, and as indifferently and gracefully as a lake.

The moon I know, the smile is shallow, the waves are not shocking, and they are as clear and distant as the dawn.

I don't know such a month.

I understand that there is nothing I can do about such a month.

I stepped forward and sat opposite each other on the stone floor. "Will I be allowed to be buried with the princess?"

"Please." The voice is completely unfamiliar, crisp and pleasant, like a ring of resonance.

Then we fell into a deep silence, with only the sound of the wind and the smell of flowers lingering.

I don't know what else I can say. To such a strange month.

"My lord, Princess Sumu." I looked at the moonlit starry sky above my head and spoke quietly.

"In this world, I have three levels of glory." Another voice, graceful and gentle.

As long as Yue is willing to answer, there is still hope for everything.

"Yue, you know what I'm here to do, but right now, I just want to tell you a story, okay?" I didn't wait for Yue's answer, and I began to tell.

"In a dense forest where there is no sunlight all day, one day a strange child suddenly appeared, as if he had a long, long dream, and when he opened his eyes, he was already twelve years old. And beside him was a red-haired man who called himself Feiyan, who invited him to live here, and gave him a long black sword, saying, 'From this day forward, you will be called Yu Xin, just like the name of this sword.' ’”

"Fei Yan has taught him a lot of powerful skills, and he has acquired abilities that he has fantasized about countless times in his dreams before: use magic, release sword energy, take a leap with ease, and even defeat a fierce Xia alone. He was so happy that he stayed with the man. But soon, he grew tired of the day-to-day killing, hoping to learn something else, and Fei Yan taught him a new language, but he still needed to go out every day to forage for food, and be ready for a sneak attack whenever and wherever he wanted. ”

Finally, one day, he couldn't stand the loneliness of being alone forever and proposed to Feiyan that he wanted to go out and see the outside world. Fei Yan told him that he would never want to take half a step out of this jungle until the Star Rank reached the twenty-ninth level of the Heavenly Realm. He was very unconvinced and quarreled with Fei Yan, and even drew his sword against him, but no matter how he attacked, he could never hurt the powerful man, so he turned to see that the stone house furniture he lived in was cut to pieces, but no matter how completely he destroyed, Fei Yan could always restore everything to its original state with a wave of his hand. So he ran away in anger and strayed into the territory of a powerful demonic beast, where he was easily torn to pieces. When he felt the pain of death and thought he was finally free, he found himself in an infinite realm of eternal darkness without any sound or form, he seemed to be imprisoned in it for 100 million years, and it seemed that there was only a moment, and when he woke up again to find that he was still in the stone house, sitting next to Fei Yan with a mysterious smile, he finally gave in and was willing to spend his life in endless slaughter. At this time, he found that his body was infused with a magical energy called life by Feiyan, no matter how serious the injury was, it could heal quickly without leaving any sequelae, but when the injury was serious enough to kill, he would sink into that terrifying infinite realm and endure the pain of near-eternal nothingness. ”

And so he spent another year, but this bloody and empty and meaningless existence made his spirit break down day by day, and after another hysterical quarrel with the man, he left alone, trying to find a way out, at least, he could temporarily gain his own freedom. On the way to this senseless suicide, he met a magical girl, who was originally happy and put aside all the rules of survival in order to gain the trust of the girl, but was angered by her hypocritical indifference. But then, by chance, they still got together and followed her to the legendary land of the gods. ”

Along the way, he had all sorts of accidents and surprises, and he was gradually impressed by the maiden, who had concentrated almost all the virtues of the world, but at the same time he was disgusted by the girl's eternal indifference to her own numb obedience as if she had never had a soul, and the woman whom he trusted and liked the most had become a great reason to support the meaning of his life. Then, in the land of the Dead, the girl desperately completed her meaningless mission, not only failed, but also caused her to suffer a deep backlash and lose almost all her strength, so that the girl did not say goodbye and faced death alone. ”

"When he finally found the only person he cared about in his life, he found that she had become so strange that she didn't know how to speak."

"Yue, can you tell me what he should do?"

A faint sigh, a child's voice as clean and light as the sound of a valley spring: "I also have a story, do you want to hear it?" ”

(End of chapter)