Seeing the lion speak, Nan Sheng and Luo Hua were startled. At first, they just thought that the male lion was strong and should be like a beast king in the forest. But he didn't expect it to be able to speak human language, which surprised Nan Sheng, he didn't understand how a lion could be the same as a human.

"Who am I? I'm naturally a friend of Ye Qingxue! It seems that I really underestimated you. At the beginning, I just felt that you had some cultivation, but I didn't expect you to hide so deeply. But don't worry, I have no ill will. Both of them are old acquaintances with me, and I have nothing to do with the other people here, I just want to get them out of here. If you want to continue to be pampered here, then leave me alone. Otherwise...... I don't mind turning you into a dead lion. Hearing the roar of the lion, apparently the man who spoke was also startled, and for a long time the man said.

When the speaker's voice fell, I saw a burst of cherry blossom rain suddenly floating in the sky, the cherry blossom petals were like stars in the Milky Way in the nine heavens, slowly falling from the sky, and the pink flower rain fell from the sky, dyeing the earth into a fairytale-like world. And when the cherry blossoms fell, a beautiful shadow stepped on the petals and slowly descended into the courtyard. This is a young woman in her twenties, she has a graceful figure and a graceful body. Although this woman does not apply powder, her face is stunning, and her nose and jade mouth seem to be carved by heaven, flawless. As she gazed at the lion, a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes, and she was as proud as snow.

"That...... Girl, we don't seem to know each other, right? What kind of spell did you use to make the village chief and the people faint? We have no grievances, you have come to disturb my wedding this time, it's a bit excessive, right?" After Nan Sheng finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the male lion and asked vigilantly: "Little lion, what's the matter with you? Aren't you the beastmaster? How can you still talk to people? You can't be a goblin, right? If you are a goblin, leave me as soon as possible, I don't want to have anything to do with goblins!" What happened today was so unbelievable that Nan Sheng couldn't accept it, and he was a little dazed for a while.

Seeing that the woman had been staring at Nan Sheng, Luo Hua snorted coldly and stepped in front of Nan Sheng. is also a woman, especially the other party's appearance is not inferior to herself, in this case, the other party has been staring at the man he loves, which makes Luohua's heart rise a trace of sourness and vigilance.

Looking at Luohua blocking in front of Nan Sheng, a complicated look appeared in the mysterious woman's eyes, she shook her head, and sighed softly: "Sister Night, you used to be the proud daughter of the sky in the Vermilion Bird Realm, what is so good about him Ling Yu, who makes you so haunted by dreams, love, and even protect each other with your life?"

It turned out that the person who interrupted Nan Sheng's wedding was the holy woman of the snake realm who was sucked into the picture of Cangshan Xiushui with Ling Yu, the beetle poem. On that day, because he had hurt Ling Yu, he was not embarrassed to hold Ling Yu's arm. Because of this, when the three of them fell into this mysterious world, Shi Shi fell alone into the mountains in the distance. And Ling Yu, along with Ye Qingxue, landed on the green hill outside the village. Later, after losing their cultivation, they were intimidated by the lion, stumbled and fell off the cliff, and were deprived of their memories by the rules of this world, so they were rescued by Ah San and named Nansheng and Luohua by the village chief.

And after falling into this strange world, he also fell into a coma. While she was unconscious, there was also a teacup-like stamen that absorbed her spiritual power and memories. However, that flower only robbed less than one-ten-thousandth of the spiritual power of the poem, so when Ouyang Dizang got the stamen representing the poem, he was puzzled. And the reason for all this is not that this world is not strong enough, but because the race of the poems is very special. Unlike Ling Yu and Ye Qingxue, the beetle poem was originally a descendant of the beetle snake, not a human race, so the stamen could not seal the memory of the beetle poem. Just like the male lion, the male lion was also imprisoned in this world by the ancestors of Emperor Ouyang. But because the lion is a demon clan, the stamen also has no effect on it. Because of this, the male lion was able to recover his cultivation and retain his memory. And the beetle poem is a demon clan, so her experience is the same as that of a lion.

When Shi Shi woke up, she found that she was sore all over, but fortunately, her cultivation was still there, and she still knew who she was. After three months of cultivation, the poem was completely recovered. Then, she embarked on a journey to find Ling Yu and Ye Qingxue. During this time, she had traveled nearly a thousand miles and found that there was no difference between the human world and the human world except that there were no cultivators. Moreover, although the Cangshan Xiushui Map is a world conjured up by Emperor Ouyang with the Heavenly Evil Brush, the people in this world are real, flesh-and-blood human beings. This made the poem extremely surprised.

At first, he thought that this world was depicted in the painting after all, and it should be an ethereal mirage. But when she walked nearly a thousand miles, she realized that she was very wrong. The world was real, but parallel to the world she was in. And the picture of the beautiful mountains and rivers depicted by Ouyang Emperor Zang is not just a mirage in the pen of Tiansha, nor is it just a furnace that can refine cultivators, but more like an enchantment, or rather, a refuge. This, Xie Shi believes, I'm afraid even Ouyang Dizang himself doesn't know. After finding out the truth, Shi Shi began to embark on a journey to find Ling Yu and the others again. She used the unique secret technique of the beetle snake vein to patrol the mountains and mountains, trek through mountains and rivers, and traveled hundreds of miles before she heard that two strangers had come to this village. By searching the villagers' consciousness and memories, the poem determined that those two people were Ling Yu and Ye Qingxue.

Therefore, not long ago, she hid behind the tree and secretly observed Ling Yu and Ye Qingxue. She found that Ling Yu and Ye Qingxue seemed to have lost their memories and no longer had any cultivation on their bodies. However, the lion under Ling Yu's seat was not simple, in order to continue to find out what happened to Ling Yu and Ye Qingxue, so the poem did not show up, and has been hidden in the dark to investigate. It wasn't until seven days ago that when she heard outside the old village chief's courtyard that Ling Yu wanted to marry Ye Qingxue, there was a wave in Shi Shi's heart. I don't know why, she doesn't want Ling Yu and Ye Qingxue to get married.

This is a very strange psychology, Ye Qingxue is her good sister, although Ling Yu and Shi have a grudge, but after all, they share joys and sorrows together. Therefore, those previous misunderstandings gradually dissipated when they were both fallen people at the end of the world. It stands to reason that at this time, she should secretly match Ling Yu and Ye Qingxue together. But I don't know why, I just can't convince myself that Ye Qingxue and Ling Yu are together. So, after leaving the village chief's house, for seven days, Shi Shi has been tossing and turning, living in contradictions and entanglements, until today, she has a decision.

Shi Shi finally knew what she was thinking, although she didn't want to admit it, but the facts were in front of her, and she couldn't fool herself. In desperation, the poem came to the wedding scene and stunned the people in the village with psychedelic flowers. The poem already has a way to restore the memories and cultivation of Ling Yu and Ye Qingxue. She decided to restore the memories and cultivation of the two of them first, and then let them decide for themselves whether they wanted to be with each other or not. The poem knew that Ling Yu had a place in his heart, if Ling Yu still chose to be with Ye Qingxue after recovering his memory, then this kind of person would not be worthy of the poem to be nostalgic for him.

"Sister Night, who is your Sister Night? My name is Luohua and I am Nansheng's wife. I don't know who you are, but I will never allow you to ruin our marriage!" Hearing the words of the poem, Ye Qingxue frowned and said coldly. In fact, through the words of the poem, Ye Qingxue already had a trace of speculation, as if the woman in front of her knew her identity, and even knew who she was before. However, Ye Qingxue didn't dare to believe it, she was afraid, she was worried. Ye Qingxue was afraid to hear that the truth in the mouth of the poem was that she and Nan Sheng were enemies of each other, and she was worried that if the truth was really as she guessed, Nan Sheng would leave her.

"Sister Night, you are still hard-mouthed, I know what you think in your heart, but there are some things you can't change. What you have to do now is to accept the facts, the Martial Arts Era has begun, and you can't be trapped here with Ling Yu for the rest of your life!" Hearing Ye Qingxue's words, Shi Shi persuaded softly.

"Wait, little Nizi, what are you talking about? The era of martial arts has begun?When did it happen?Have I been trapped in this world for a whole era?You tell me clearly! This is very important to me!" Hearing the words of the poem, the lion was suddenly stunned, and it rushed to the poem and asked urgently.

Seeing the male lion rushing in front of him, a series of urgent colors, the beetle poem didn't want to pay attention to it. But considering that the other party might know more about this world than herself, Shi Shi still nodded slightly. Then, she explained the opening of the Martial Arts Era, as well as the matter of Ling Yu and Ye Qingxue to the male lion.

"What! This stinky boy is the one who has been inherited by God? Hahaha, good, good, great! I'll just say Uncle Ben, I won't die, there will be a blessing, you see, this blessing is coming! Little Nizi, hurry up, let this kid and that little girl recover their memories and cultivation, I can't wait for the Chinese world now!" Hearing the explanation of the poem, the lion's eyes flashed. It looked up and laughed wildly, its eyes full of excitement. The male lion jumped around the poem three times, and Lang said with a smile. The male lion knew that since they were imprisoned in this world together, there must be a way for the poem to recover Ling Yu's memory.

"No, girl, sister, you can't do this! I finally got together with Brother Nan Sheng, and I don't care who I was before. I beg you, don't disturb me and Brother Nansheng!" Seeming to know what the poem was going to do to him, Ye Qingxue's eyes were filled with mist, and she shook her head and pleaded.

"I don't care who you are, I won't allow you to hurt Luohua!" Seeing the fear and pleading in Luohua's eyes, Ling Yu stood in front of Luohua and said coldly to Shi Shi. Although Ling Yu wanted to know his identity, since Luohua refused, then he naturally wanted to stand with Luohua.

"Brother Ling, Sister Night, I'm offended! I hope you don't blame Little Sister when you wake up!" For Ye Qingxue's pleading, Shi Shi's eyes also showed a deep unbearable color. She bit her lip lightly, and finally raised her head sharply, and said to Ye Qingxue through gritted teeth. She knew that she couldn't be soft-hearted at such a time.

I saw that the beetle Shi roared, and her figure flashed, and she appeared behind Ling Yu and Ye Qingxue. Her jade arm was raised slightly, and it struck Ling Yu and Ye Qingxue's necks like lightning. After knocking the two unconscious, Shi Shi gently placed them on the ground. Then, Shi Shi took out a dagger and slashed her wrist, dripping two bowls of bright red blood from her wrist. After feeding one bowl of blood to Ling Yu and Ye Qingxue respectively, he dipped his index finger in another bowl of blood and drew a strange pattern on Ling Yu and Ye Qingxue's foreheads. As a bystander, the male lion knew that the poem was drawing a formation.

Looking at the tenderness in the eyes of the poem, the lion sighed lightly, shook his head and said: "You also like this man, right? Alas, gentle township, heroic mound, red face and thin life, creation and transformation of the world! In fact, just like the state of the two of them at this time, the bitter and short life we have experienced is like a dream of Nanke, and the dream is both real and illusory, false and true. Moreover, what about the two of them who have lost their memories who are struggling to survive in the red dust? The people in the dream are you, me, the general public, and the red dust, and it is a blessing to see it, and it is also a blessing to see it, and it is also a blessing to not see it!"

And Ling Yu and Ye Qingxue had a faint luster on their bodies after drinking the blood of the beetle snake, and they were recovering their cultivation. And when the poem was completed with the pattern depicted in blood, Ling Yu and Ye Qingxue "saw" many things in the depths of their memories as if they were dreaming.

In Ling Yu's mind, he remembered the time when he was training in the snowy region, he thought of Mizusawa Divine City, and he remembered Mr., Xiao Hei, Zhu Huai, Wu Dao, and Xuan Ling'er...... I thought of Tianjimen, Twilight Qianyu, Su Luochen and Liuyun again, and I also thought of Wanxing Invasion, Shenwu Academy, Tang Jinxuan, and Fenglin Academy...... In the end, Ling Yu thought of the Holy Emperor, the Nine Immortals, and the Ouyang Emperor and the Cangshan Xiushui Map. Then, Ling Yu took a long breath as if she had been holding back in the water for several hours, and suddenly breathed in fresh air. Finally, I slowly opened my eyes.

And Ye Qingxue, like Ling Yu, remembered her past in the Vermilion Bird Realm, remembered her childhood, remembered her father Night Rakshasa, remembered the Ancient Six Realms, remembered the covenant of Mount Tai, and even remembered Ling Yu......