At this time, Dong Rin-kun was on an unnamed island in the East China Sea, which was not part of the otherworldly continent.

His divine sense had locked on the golden butterfly, and he could sense it wherever it went.

And it's right now, right here.

Winter Rin Jun looked around this small island, verdant and green, the scorching sun was shining, it was not like spring, but it seemed like it had entered summer.

As long as it is locked by his senses, it will never escape his pursuit again. Winter Rin-kun walked towards the island without hurrying.

The roads here are paved with cobblestones, and the roads are lined with a variety of unnamed tropical plants.

An old woman dressed in clothes of unknown dynasty and generation hurriedly walked up, and she walked straight past him as if she couldn't see him.

Dong Rinjun's eyebrows furrowed, and there seemed to be a hint of strangeness in this place.

As he walked on, he saw many people working in the fields, and everyone's face was filled with a kind of heartiness after work.

At this time, the old woman came back again, and she shouted at the field: "Have you seen my little love?"

There was anxiety in the old woman's voice, and everyone turned their heads to look at her.

"No, Xiao Ai is gone?" everyone became nervous.

There were occasional merchant ships passing through the island, and there were precedents for young men and women on the island to be taken away by passing merchant ships.

"Grandma Xiaoai, don't worry, we'll help you find it together. The men no longer cared about half of the crops planted in the field, and scattered in a hurry.

Xiao Ai, Dong Rinjun's brows frowned deeper, is it the golden butterfly?

What the hell is going on? There's weirdness everywhere in here.

He raised his head and looked in the direction of the old woman, but found a young woman standing by a kapok tree looking at the old woman, with tears in her eyes, and her expression was extremely sad.

Isn't that woman exactly the little love that the golden butterfly has conjured up, and he has seen her appearance in the star-moon mirror.

The reason why she is so sad is because she is the little love in the old woman's mouth?

Since she was here, why didn't she go forward again? Dong Rinjun quietly hid himself with a full stomach full of questions.

He slowly approached Xiao Ai, a golden butterfly, and he couldn't detect his invisibility technique of a heavenly god, and he was confident in this.

Xiao Ai didn't hide herself, she slowly followed behind the old woman, and wherever the old woman went, she followed.

Dong Rinjun gradually saw that the people here didn't seem to see her at all, just like the old woman just now couldn't see herself, and they turned a deaf ear to Xiao Ai's existence.

So, do they exist in another time and space? He and Xiao Ai can see them and hear them, but they can't perceive their existence.

That's why Xiao Ai looked at the old woman so sadly? she couldn't recognize her at all.

What the hell is going on?Dong Rinjun's eyebrows furrowed again.

"Grandma, grandma," a thirteen or fourteen-year-old man ran over, "I've inquired, today...... Merchant ships have indeed passed by today......" he panted.

"What did you say?" the old woman's figure shook visibly.

Xiao Ai stretched out her hands anxiously, but they stopped in the air, she couldn't touch her at all, and the sadness on her face deepened.

The young man hurriedly stretched out his hand to support the old woman, "My sister may not be on the boat, she will definitely tell us if she wants to leave......"

"What if she is arrested...... the old woman's tears have rolled down, her little love is only eighteen years old, if she is really arrested, then what will she do in the future?

"No, no......" The young man tried desperately to comfort the old woman, but his voice trembled.

He is also worried about his sister, who grew up with love for him and loves him the most, since childhood, they have never been separated, but today, my sister has been missing for more than four hours.

"Grandma, don't worry, I'll look for it again, and I'll look for ......it again," he said, and ran in the direction of the seaside again, although he had been looking back and forth several times.

"Xiao Xin......" Xiao Ai looked at the young man's distant figure and muttered.

Why can't they see her, can't hear her? She can only watch them day after day and be unable to do anything, and this feeling wears down her heart.

"Xiaoxin...... Grandmother...... I'm ...... here," she sobbed lowly.

In the Xuan Dream Realm, she wanted to come out and see them, but every time she really came out and saw them, she wanted to flee quickly.

She and them seemed to exist in two completely parallel time and space, and her heart was torn apart by watching them repeatedly immerse themselves in the sadness and anxiety of finding themselves every day.

As the sky gradually darkened, the villagers lit torches and looked around for Xiao Ai, and the whole island was shouting "Xiao Ai......

The expression on Xiao Ai's face became more and more indifferent, she seemed to slowly close herself, not listening, not looking, just looking at the dotted torches.

Dong Rinjun leaned against the branches of the kapok tree and closed his eyes to recuperate, and his divine sense was always paying attention to Xiao Ai's movements.

How did she get out of that time and space? Dong Rinjun felt a trace of sympathy for her, obviously her relatives were in front of her, but she had no way to recognize them, no wonder she was so sad.

Love but can't, this kind of pain Dong Rinjun has tasted deeply, so he can understand this pain of hers.

Family affection and love are essentially the same, how can people who love each other not want to be close?

"Hey......" Dong Rin-kun sighed lowly, for the first time, he had a sympathetic mood.

He opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Ai, who was still standing there blankly, not knowing what was going on in her heart.

That figure was extremely lonely.

The night was like paint, but Dong Rinjun could clearly see the expression on her face, tears covered her face, and her eyes were sad and desperate.

Is it so quick to despair?, Dong Rin-kun shook his head, he decided to close his eyes and rest for a while, and wait until dawn tomorrow.

When he woke up, the sky was already bright, and Dong Rinjun was taken aback, he actually slept so deeply.

He looked at the location of Xiao Ai last night, and she still maintained that posture, her eyes blank.

Some of the hard-working villagers have begun to work in the fields one after another.

Dong Rinjun looked at these villagers with relaxed and happy smiles, and felt that something was not quite right.

Before he could come up with a reason, he saw that Xiao Ai had already walked slowly towards the village.

He quickly followed.

She stopped in front of a thatched hut.

Dong Rinjun saw the old woman who was busy feeding the chickens in the yard, wasn't that the old woman from yesterday? It seems that this should be Xiao Ai's home.

But what's not quite right? That weird feeling strikes again.

"Little Love...... Xiao Ai ......" The old woman put down the dustpan in her hand and called into the house, "This girl, why can't you get up so late today?"

The old woman muttered as she wiped her hands on her bib.

"Grandma, my sister is not in the room. The young man named Xiaoxin came out with a fishing net.

"Not in the room, where did she go so early?" said the old woman, confused, as she walked to the kitchen.

Dong Rin-kun finally sensed that something was wrong, and they didn't seem to know that Xiao Ai was gone.

But weren't they all looking for her yesterday, and they had been looking for her all night, and why did it seem to have been forgotten at dawn?

From yesterday to today, everything here was full of weirdness, and Dong Rin-kun's brows furrowed even more.

So, did they forget? Or is there some other reason?

Dong Rinjun, who originally planned to take Xiao Ai away today, decided to stay and continue to see what was going on.

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