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At this time, it was several hours before the start of the auction in the Fang Market, and in the quiet hall, Ji Yuenian closed his eyes tightly, and a three-foot long sword glowing with frost and snow was placed beside him.

Before he knew it, he was caught in the depths of a twisted and blurred nightmare.

Taichu's hometown, Anyang City.

It's already the middle of the day, the night is coming, the vaguely cold Anyang City has been lit up one after another, the streets, alleys, bridges, downtown and other places have big red lanterns hanging high, every corner is full of gentle lights.

Although it is nightfall, the flow of people in Anyang City is still bustling, many small stalls and vendors are shouting and selling, many young ladies dressed in gorgeous silk and satin walked hand in hand under the flame lanterns, and there are more exquisite wood carved chariots slowly passing by, adding another point of color to this lantern festival.

The flowing water is murmuring, the cold night breeze blows, and there are pedestrians coming and going on the stone bridge from time to time, only a handsome young man in a luxurious brocade robe stands here, looking at the red lanterns on the side of the stone bridge in a daze.

Under that lantern, there is a white-clothed girl who is as cold and noble as a fairy.

"Yue'er."

As if hesitating for a moment, the brocade-robed young man finally walked slowly down the stone bridge and carefully grabbed the white-robed girl's shoulders from behind.

The white-robed girl turned her head slightly, her head full of green silk rose in the wind, her delicate eyebrows and eyes were full of alienation, she took a half step back slightly, broke free from the hand of the brocade-robed young man, opened her mouth lightly, and said, "What's the matter?" ”

"You only gave birth a few days ago, and you didn't spend more time recuperating in the mansion, why did you sneak out again?" The eyes of the brocade-robed young man were full of worry, and the concern in his words did not seem to be fake, "At this time, you are weak, don't catch a cold." ”

The white-robed girl called "Yue'er" glanced at the brocade-robed young man, slowly shook her head, and a trace of self-deprecation appeared between her picturesque eyebrows, "You and I don't have much affection, why do you need to act like this?" ”

The brocade-robed young man was silent for a moment and said, "Yue'er, you turn your head first." ”

"How?"

The white-robed girl's cold and detached eyes trembled slightly, and finally landed on his face.

"You turn your head first."

The brocade-robed young man repeated it again.

The white-robed girl smiled for a moment, and said, "That's it, I want to see what you want to do." ”

With these words, she turned around slightly, and the snow-white neon dress fluttered lightly, like a fairy in the Moon Palace who fell into the world.

After a dozen breaths, the voice of the brocade-robed young man came to his ears: "Okay, you just turn your head." ”

When the night breeze rose, she turned her head sideways, and the corners of her soft and red lips carried a wisp of green silk, and she was greeted by dazzling fireworks in the sky.

Fire trees and silver flowers never sleep.

"Is it pretty?"

The brocade-robed young man said with a smile.

She didn't speak, just tilted her little face slightly, and stared fixedly at the magnificent fireworks that lit up the night sky.

On the bank of the river, Ji Yuenian looked at this place quietly, and her eyes were extremely complicated.

Ji Hong...... Zhao Yinyue...... Is this a nightmare......"

The icy cold wind swept by, and Ji Yuenian walked on the stone bridge, looking extremely rare and hesitant.

After a brief hesitation, Zhao Yinyue had already turned around, and between the dancing of her neon clothes, she walked towards Anyang City.

Ji Hong, who was dressed in a brocade robe, hurriedly chased after him, but in a moment, he disappeared into the depths of the night with Zhao Yinyue.

The lanterns are gradually extinguished, and the fireworks are gone.

Ji Yuenian came back to her senses, and wanted to walk down the stone bridge to chase the general, but found that she was imprisoned in place by the strange and incomparably distorted nothingness, and she couldn't even move at all.

"Who are you?"

Suddenly, a very indifferent voice came to my ears.

Ji Yuenian was stunned, and did not speak, but frowned slightly, thinking carefully about the origin of this voice.

The indifferent voice seemed to be a little disdainful, and said, "You don't even know who you are, and you dare to cultivate the Three Sects Source Method, are you also worthy?" ”

Even though Ji Yuenian's state of mind cultivation has reached the realm of no waves, now that he heard this, a little anger inevitably appeared in the depths of his heart: "Where did the filthy thing come from, it is pretending to be a ghost here!" ”

The voice couldn't stop sneering: "Ji Yuenian, don't you stupid thing still know who I am?" I am you, you are me, and if you insult me with foul language, you insult yourself. ”

Ji Yuenian's eyes were faintly bloodshot, and her mood was stirred from time to time, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Who are you!" ”

The voice gradually regained its indifference and ruthlessness, and it was actually getting farther and farther away in his ears: "But after more than two thousand years of work, you have cultivated to the Three Calamities Taiyi True Realm, and you have even incarnated into a chaotic Buddha body that has never existed between heaven and earth, which can be called a rare demon Tianjiao in the world, but your state of mind cultivation is so fragile!" When will you be able to truly achieve 'everything that is possible, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, and should be viewed as such'? If you don't even understand who you are, stay here honestly, when you figure it out, when you go out! ”

As soon as he said that, the voice completely dissipated, leaving no trace of it.

Ji Yuenian stood on the stone bridge in a daze, and muttered: "Everything has a way, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, it should be ......observed as such."

The frost and snow in his eyes melted, revealing for the first time the true emotions hidden within.

The indescribable loneliness and loneliness of more than 2,000 years, the confusion of the fog in the depths of the true spirit, the slight pride hidden in the heart, and the slightest imperceptible hope.

"Who am I......"

Ji Yuenian walked down the stone bridge a little dazed, and only then did he realize that the distorted nothingness that imprisoned him had already dissipated without a trace.

Dawn and dusk rotate, the sun and the moon are intertwined, and it is dawn in a blink of an eye.

Anyang Ji's family was full of vegetarianism, and the eldest son Ji Hong was holding a baby who was still in swaddling clothes alone, and left the Ji family in despair.

When he walked across the stone bridge, Ji Yuenian, who was standing under the bridge, was quietly watching this scene, and it was not until Ji Hong was about to walk out of Anyang City that Ji Yuenian lowered his slightly trembling eyes and followed quietly.

"My Iceberg Beauty Wife"