In the distance, there are steep mountains, shrouded in clouds and mist, surrounded by greenery and the occasional chirping of birds.

After the conference, Mu Jiujiu did not return to the assigned territory, but temporarily lived in the Yunzun Palace.

She noticed that Dwan's whole body had gained weight, turning into a thickened hairball.

Mu Jiujiu felt the breeze and stretched.

The surrounding scenery is very beautiful, the lake in front of me is quiet and turquoise, and after a while, the water surface fluctuates, Mu Jiujiu curiously stretched out his hand and found a crystal clear small fish, and there are two small wings on the body, which is very cute.

"It's ......," she muttered involuntarily.

"Finned snowfish." There was the sound of footsteps around me.

Mu Jiujiu passed by the dark robe, and when he looked up and found that it was him, he showed a touching smile.

"How did you get this stuff in the lake?"

"I remember you mentioned it before." Wen Yuan stood beside her.

"Okay, I'll cook it later, I haven't eaten it yet."

"Who does it?"

"We're going to send someone who is the best cook to take on this important task." She winked playfully at him.

The wind comes through the mountains and waters, carrying the moisture of the lake and the smell of grass.

Mu Jiujiu looked at the scenery here, and suddenly felt a little quieter in his heart.

"The view is current, and it is good for drinking."

"Then tell someone to bring the wine?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Wow, you have bad intentions, you actually want to get me drunk." She deliberately spoke in an exaggerated tone.

He watched her smile, a glimmer of light in his eyes.

"Yes, I have bad intentions."

……

The air suddenly became quiet.

Under the blue sky, the green trees and green leaves, their eyes reflected each other's figures.

The wind passes by gently.

Qing Zhan secretly watched this scene from behind, laughing sheepishly.

"Do you remember the Yuehua Spirit Realm?" After a while, Wen Yuan suddenly spoke.

"Of course."

It's the place where you got the wind dream, and it's also the place where you talk to him for the first time.

"Tonight, it should be able to turn on." Wen Yuan looked into the distance, his eyes a little ethereal.

"Then let's go and see when the time comes." She replied.

With a calm and beautiful scenery in front of you and a loved one by your side, it stands to reason that there should be nothing to worry about.

But where does this palpitation come from?

It's an illusion.

……

In the quiet night, the lonely moon hangs.

The faint moonlight sprinkled on the earth like flowing water, and Mu Jiujiu and Wen Yuan walked among them, holding a blue-black stone in her hand.

Moonflower stone.

Embark on this trail and the surrounding scenery gradually changes.

Mu Jiujiu remembered that the last time he entered, he saw the illusion of burning fire, will it appear again this time?

What was surprising was that after a period of darkness, he actually entered the Yuehua Spirit Realm directly.

The tunnel in front of me was still dark and long.

"Strange, what about the spiritual artifacts around here?" Mu Jiujiu asked.

The last time I came, I was surrounded by large and small points of light, which were wrapped in many spiritual artifacts with different effects.

Wen Yuan didn't speak, and his expression gradually became solemn.

He took out the Lighting Orb from the storage ring and lit up his surroundings.

"This place has changed a lot." He asked.

"yes, it doesn't feel right." Mu Jiujiu followed his steps and stepped forward cautiously.

Ahead.

Gradually a faint light appeared, blood-colored flowers swayed in the wind, and the air brought a rich floral fragrance, but this smell was not sinful, but there was an indescribable strange feeling.

Wen Yuan and Mu Jiujiu glanced at each other, and each saw the disbelief in each other's eyes.

This scene seems to be ......

As if with a premonition, she stepped forward to the sea of flowers and stretched out her hand.

When I opened the layers of branches, I was greeted by -

A hideous corpse with a dead appearance! Their pupils were overflowing with anger and unwillingness, and there were even blood clots stained with mud around them, and they couldn't see what they were, and they looked a bit like hearts.

The stench of decay came to his face, and Mu Jiujiu was a little sick to his stomach for a moment.

She finally knew why the smell of the flowers before was so uncomfortable, because it was mixed with the smell of dead bodies.

And this scene......

At that moment, countless scenes were like a movie rewind in her mind.

It's a scene that appeared in a dream.

With a little dazed on her face, with a hint of bewilderment, Wen Yuan glanced at her and held her hand.

"Don't be afraid." He said.

She grinned reluctantly and tightened her grip.

There was a sudden wind in front of him, the red petals were rolled up, and a person gradually walked from a distance, he was wearing a cloak, and his whole face was shrouded in it, and he couldn't see his facial features clearly.

Mu Jiujiu's eyes flashed with a strange light.

"Sheng Canglan ......"

She said word by word.

The other party's body paused, and gradually raised his head, revealing the face with gentle facial features and evil anger under his eyes.

Sure enough, it's you.

"You're funny." Sheng Canglan said casually: "Speaking of which, you seem to be the apprentice of this body? ”

Mu Jiujiu didn't talk.

The other party didn't care, and his expression locked on Wen Yuan: "You are the person chosen by the Sky God Tail, and it is going to die, do you know?" ”

At the moment when the words fell, a huge vortex suddenly rose in the air, countless blood-red petals were rolled up, and then, thousands of light-winged butterflies rushed towards them.

Or it would be inaccurate to call them Lightwing Butterflies, they are no longer the holy and dazzling gold, they are blood-red all over, and even have tentacles growing on the front, and if you look closely, you will see the shape of a ghostly human face in the middle.

"Stand back!"

Wen Yuan reacted quickly, the Cloud Blood Sword had already appeared in his hand, and the crimson light flashed, and a large piece fell like this in an instant.

But that wasn't enough, thousands of blood butterflies completely crowded the place, and they made a high-pitched sound that made people feel dizzy and nauseous when they heard it.

Mu Jiujiu followed, drew his sword out of the sheath, and slashed the blood butterflies in front of him with a sword.

She found that the creature seemed to be extremely bloodthirsty, and one of them had accidentally landed on her skin before, and she immediately felt that the power in her body had been sucked away.

When she finally got rid of it, she found that there was an extremely obvious mark on her skin, which was terrifying when compared with her fair skin.

She had no doubt that if she had been slow to start before, the blood in her body would be sucked clean.

What the hell is going on with these things?

And if these blood butterflies are released, the consequences will be unimaginable.

At this time, Wen Yuan had been wrapped in these blood butterflies, and the corpses of countless blood butterflies had fallen, but more had circled over.

His whole robe was in the wind, and his body was so fast that it almost became a light and shadow, and at the same time, there was a "click" sound in his ears, as if something was growing.

Mu Jiujiu looked at this scene in disbelief, black bone wings grew on his shoulder bones, and fine electric light flashed on them.

"You go." He shouted at Mu Jiujiu, staring sharply ahead.

Sheng Canglan looked at them for a long time, he didn't make a move, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes seemed to be looking at a dying prey.

"You're crazy." Mu Jiujiu swung out a sword and shouted.

In this case, how could she leave him alone.

But soon, she found herself speechless, because there was a transparent barrier around her body, and this invisible force pushed her back.

Mu Jiujiu had an unbelievable look in her eyes, she slapped desperately, and even tried to break it with spiritual power, but to no avail.

At a certain moment, she also felt the gap between the two, which was not only manifested in the strength of the skill, but also in the technique.

The Wen Yuan robe in front of him had been shattered, revealing his sturdy upper body, and the black bone wings were behind him, and the place where the electric light touched instantly turned into powder.

This was a completely different state when he was with her, his whole being almost turned into a humanoid killing weapon, and even from such a distance, he could feel its terrifying power.

What is this? Hero?

A sense of powerlessness hits me.

I used to think that if I became stronger, I would gradually be able to control something, but now I realize that no matter what kind of person I become, that feeling of powerlessness will accompany me for a lifetime.

At this moment, the light of Fengyue Dream flashed, and a white shadow appeared......

……

Another place.

Yin Zhou had a not-so-wonderful dream.

The breeze brushed his cheeks with a strange fishy smell.

A pair of hands, perhaps.

He could feel as if the other party had touched him, and it was very light.

After a while.

He struggled to lift his heavy eyelids and tried to open them.

The light was like a sword, easily breaking through the darkness in front of him, and a vague outline gradually emerged in the hazy shimmer.

Yin Zhou felt that everything in front of him was a little blurry, he rubbed his eyes with his hand, and waited for a while before he could see everything in front of him clearly.

"Are you alright?"

Just then, a voice burst into my ears. It's gentle and familiar.

The sound of insects echoing around, Yin Zhou's mind was still a little unconscious at this time, with a little dizziness.

But all of this, the moment I heard that voice, I was awake in an instant.

Because it's too familiar.

The person who smiled at him in that midnight dream was the one who would always be remembered when he drank in solitude countless times.

Xuanmi.

Only then did Yin Zhou take a look at his surroundings. He found himself in a bed, with two hazy tulles in front of the window, and everything seemed shadowy.

When I pulled it apart, everything became clear.

What catches your eye is a pair of warm eyes, delicate facial features, looking at people as if with a smile, the facial features are not beautiful, but the temperament is dusty.

Yin Zhou looked at her blankly, he was so close to her that he could see her clearly visible eyelashes, and the appearance of himself in her pupils.

Have you forgiven me?

He wanted to ask, but he didn't.

Where have you been all these years? How are you doing? I thought you were dead, do you know? Have you ever missed me all these years? Why didn't you come to me?

That day in the Qinglou, it was just an old confidant who invited him to go to chant poetry and drink wine. He has always had many confidantes and maintained a delicate relationship, but after meeting her, he really thought about it and gradually faded it.

Suddenly remembered that day when we met on the bridge, she looked illusory.

Why did you become like this?

There are too many words I want to talk about, and I condense in my throat, but I don't know how to speak.

Yin Zhou said softly: "You ......"

Perhaps because he hadn't drunk water for too long, his tone was hoarse, but he didn't notice it.

"Let's drink some water first." She spoke up and handed him a cup of tea, which was filled with water.

Yin Zhou didn't move, his eyes were still locked on her, as if he was afraid that she would disappear in the next second.

She seemed to read his thoughts, her eyebrows spread, a soothing smile rippled, and she whispered, "I'm here." ”

Tears burst into her eyes.

He immediately lowered his eyes, reached out to take the green leaf, and drank it.

The water was clear and slightly sweet, instantly smoothing the dryness in the throat.

Yin Zhou lowered his eyes, covering the emotions in his eyes, but his fingers trembled slightly.

He wanted to tell her that he hadn't had a particularly good time over the years. The fake pleasure between drunken dreams and death, countless years of indulging in drunken gold.

Sometimes I believe it when I act, but the fulfillment of hypocrisy is shorter than the fleeting style of passing through the hall.

He was a heavy drinker, laughing a few words after drinking, looking forward to a brief paralysis again and again, and waking up the next day to find that he had nothing.

One year, he saw a man at the foot of the mountain, and he looked behind her, and the figure coincided with the back in his dream, and he ran wildly, not knowing what he was expecting. Was he expecting to see her or was afraid to see her, and if so, how would he explain it?

He called out her name, and the thought of her tinged with anticipation in his eyes, and when the woman turned around, the smile froze on her face.

The only thing they resemble is their backs.

Later, he traveled many places and met many people who resembled her, but he never met her again.

Many people I have met in my life have some of her shadows.

He kept all the gadgets she gave him, sealed them in a brocade box, and kept them in a secret place.

Back then, he always pretended to dislike it, but in fact he didn't, he liked it very much and cherished it.

Yin Zhou put down the cup and stroked the corners of his mouth.

I accidentally touched my chin, which was a little rough and had not been taken care of for too long, and stubble came out.

After so many years of free and easy, he is rarely a little cramped.

Maybe you should take care of it before you go out today, and before you leave, you should bring that dark purple brocade robe.

Wait a minute.

……

His expression sharpened.

Before going out, the restaurant, and the man in black I met later.

These images flashed before my eyes, like a broken cloth finally put together.

Wrong.

Yin Zhou retreated a little distance.

She has a shadow, her expression is vivid, the surroundings are quiet, and everything seems beautiful.

He suddenly drew his sword—

It was like a meteor exploding at this moment, instantly shattering the illusion in front of him, after all, he was a member of the Yin family, he held his sword extremely steadily, and every time he hit the vital point.

"Yin Zhou, what are you doing here?" In front of her, her eyes lit up, and she looked a little more miserable, like a crumbling flower in the wind.

"You're not her, she never calls me that, and ......"

She didn't forgive me either.

Seeing his resolute expression, the other party's eyes gradually cooled down, and his expression gradually became stiff and weird.

Everything around him gradually changed, he was not in bed, the girl in front of him was also fake, she gradually turned into a stiff doll, her eyes bulging outward, looking a little weird.

Yin Zhou looked around and found that the robe on his body was a little wrinkled, stained with mud and blood, his hair was covered with dry grass from nowhere, and his forehead had become a few strands of broken hair.

Surrounded by layers of rocks, the smell of blood in the air, and the deafening sound of crashing in your ears.

At this moment, there was a sudden glimmer of light in front of him, and a transparent barrier floated up, and a young girl was wrapped in it, her long hair unfolded, and her expression was a little dazed.

Something familiar.

If he cared more about it, the illusory shadow beside her.

His gaze froze instantly.

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