"I'm sure I don't know."

The fog had a clear answer, but it chuckled a few times, with endless desolation.

"Sure enough, there is no perfect good thing in this world, and there is nothing that does not cost nothing, but I hope that everything can return to perfection."

After speaking, without waiting for Jiang Luwu to ask anything more, the mist burrowed back into the beads.

Jiang Luwu didn't know what was wrong with him, and he didn't feel relieved at all, but looked at the bead in a daze.

She suddenly had a premonition that she had forgotten something very important, could she really be a demonic barrier?

Or is the fog a bit of a nightmare?

Just using her to create a dream for her, and then take the opportunity to destroy her?

"Blood drips into the beads, and I'll send you back."

The voice rang out again.

Jiang Luwu was just about to move, but he looked up at the black doll and the white doll again.

The black doll didn't avoid her eyes this time, and looked at her.

As for the white doll, there were tears in her eyes.

She originally thought that she would have to toss and turn here in the dark, but she didn't want to solve it so easily.

The white doll seemed to understand her thoughts, and urged, "Miss Jiang, don't hesitate, don't you really want to go back? As long as you do what it says, you're good to go."

Jiang Luwu pursed her lips: "Then can I come back here after I leave?"

"If you are fated, you will meet."

Jiang Luwu was relieved to hear this answer, it was originally a fate that she would come here.

What's more, this place seemed to be deeply connected to her, and she didn't hesitate any longer, biting her finger, and the blood dripped into the beads again.

"Someday, I'll take you out of here."

This is Jiang Luwu's promise.

Then she fell into a deep coma, and in that drowsy interval, she seemed to see the events of her previous life again.

Mixed with the things of this life, scene after scene was reflected in the eyes again, only this time there seemed to be something else.

In the center of the formation of the Source Heaven Sword Sect, there seemed to be a figure in white kneeling, with his shoulders and back straight, like a pine and a cypress.

is self-contained, and it doesn't need to be ostentatious at all.

Ling Muhan?

Why did he fall on his knees there? What happened?

As soon as these thoughts flashed through his mind, Jiang Luwu felt that he was a little ridiculous.

Could it really be that he was drowsy and hallucinating, otherwise, with Ling Muhan's status, who would he need to kneel to?

"Green."

Someone seemed to be whispering her name in her ear.

"It's been three days and three nights, why haven't you woken up yet?"

"I don't know what I'll do if you don't wake up."

"Luwu, wake up."

"In the future, I will definitely protect you and never let anything happen to you again."

This voice was Ling Muhan's.

Even if Jiang Luwu's mind is not clear now, he can still identify it at the first time.

It's just that Ling Muhan's voice seemed to be tired, from hopeful to angry to collapsed to calm.

Jiang Luwu thought about it from another perspective, if it was Ling Muhan who was lying on the bed now, he couldn't even think about it, otherwise there would be a sharp pain in his heart.

I can't let Ling Muhan continue like this, Jiang Luwu riveted his strength and wanted to speak.

But her throat couldn't make a sound, she tried many times but to no avail, a feeling of weakness tugging at the muscles all over her body, and the pain was unbearable.

Is she still dreaming?

Could it all be a dream within a dream?

But are dreams within dreams so real?

Jiang Luwu clenched his palms, and used all his strength to squeeze out two words from his chest.

"Master."

And didn't get any response.

Jiang Luwu's heart sank to the bottom of the sea.

Did she escape from the cliff and fall into a dream?

That's actually not as good as the Sky Cliff, at least her mind was clear when the Sky Cliff was broken, unlike now, she didn't know what was going on around her, only a little bit of consciousness was working.

I don't know how long it took before Jiang Luwu heard the trembling voice.

"Green?"

This tentative voice came from Ling Muhan.

Jiang Luwu felt as if she had been embraced into a warm embrace.

"Green."

"Open your eyes and answer me."

Although Jiang Luwu was in a coma and couldn't speak, his body's senses were very clear.

You can even feel that Ling Muhan's body is trembling, why?

Jiang Luwu had some questions, why Ling Muhan's body was even trembling, could it be that he was also afraid of something?

Could it be that Ling Muhan was really so afraid that she would die?

This realization made Jiang Luwu desperately open his eyes, and the goal was Ling Muhan's face.

He seemed to be a little embarrassed, his eyes were bloodshot red, and he had a green stubble on his chin.

Ling Muhan has always been decent, there are very few such situations, could it be that all this is because of her?

Ling Muhan would have become like this because of her?

"Master ......"

Jiang Luwu's voice was still very weak: "I'm fine, don't worry."

Ling Muhan had been talking just now, but when Jiang Luwu really woke up, he was silent.

Only a pair of eyes kept staring at Jiang Luwu, and there was a lot of wind and clouds in those eyes, so that Jiang Luwu couldn't figure out what he was thinking in his heart for a while.

"What are you thinking?"

This was asked by Ling Muhan.

"What are you thinking about stabbing evil in your chest?"

Jiang Luwu's throat was dry for a while, and he subconsciously lowered his eyelids: "I want to completely cut off relations with Jiang He."

"There's no other way?"

There was obvious tiredness in Ling Muhan's voice: "Do you just not value your life like this?"

Sure enough, what tenderness and what care are all my own illusions.

As long as she is sober, Ling Muhan will return to her previous appearance.

But in this matter, Jiang Luwu is sorry in the end.

"Master, I didn't have any other way at that time."

She added, "He's my father after all."

Ling Muhan couldn't go on with the words that had just come to his lips. c

Yes, no matter how many things have happened before, Jiang He is Jiang Luwu's father.

And when his father shows such an ugly face, how many people can really keep their senses?

Is it too high for him to use such a standard to demand Jiang Luwu?

Jiang Luwu had just woken up at the moment, and his little face was still pale and without any blood.

Ling Muhan breathed for a moment, thinking of Jiang Luwu, who was covered in blood and had no life, the words of blame were unspeakable.

He rubbed Jiang Luwu's hair as usual: "No matter what, don't be so impulsive next time, if I don't arrive in time, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Jiang Luwu really didn't want to live when she did it, but fortunately, the evil is artifact has self-awareness, so she didn't go deep into it at all, and even deviated a few points, otherwise she would have died on the spot.

"I know, not anymore."

Jiang Luwu looked at Ling Muhan, and suddenly added, "Master, I actually know that."

Ling Muhan was a little surprised by this: "What do you know?"

"I know that no matter what happens to me, Master, you will definitely save me, one

I'm going to do everything to save me, I can't die."

Ling Muhan's heart was suddenly beaten, and Jiang Luwu's eyes were full of undisguised trust.

Suddenly, he was angry and funny: "How do you know I won't give up on you?"

"No, the master will not give up on me, even if everyone in this world gives up on me, the master will not give up on me."

Jiang Luwu's words were solemn, half of which didn't seem like he was saying good and obedient, nor did he seem to be changing the topic.

Ling Muhan asked, "How do you know?"

"Because you're Ling Muhan."

Jiang Luwu said word by word, "As one of the elders of the Origin Heaven Sword Sect, I know that Master Venerable has always had the common people of the world in his heart, and there is."

"I am Shizun's personal disciple, how can a responsible person like Shizun watch his apprentice die?"

In the face of such trust, Ling Muhan couldn't be happy.

He whispered, "I'd rather you didn't trust me that much."

Jiang Luwu naturally understood what he meant at the first time, and if he didn't trust him so much, he wouldn't have made such a reckless decision.

Ling Muhan has always been indifferent to everything, and rarely shows his emotions.

And now Ling Muhan is like a child, and even shows vulnerability.

Jiang Luwu bit her lip: "Master, I promise, this will not happen again."

After she finished saying this, she found that she seemed to be holding something in her palm, flattened it, and found that it was a green bead, which she had obtained in the bamboo forest of the Heavenly Cliff.

Ling Muhan obviously noticed the bead as well, and opened his mouth to explain, "After you fell unconscious, your hand has been clenched tightly, and no one can open it."

"Master, do you know about the Heavenly Cliff?"

Ling Muhan: "Heavenly Cliff?"

Jiang Luwu nodded: "Yes, there is a temple there, which houses an immortal who is rumored to be a sinner, and two guardian boys, one is a black doll and the other is a white doll."

"They said I was going to die soon, I had lost my spiritual powers, and there was a bamboo forest in it, and none of those bamboos had leaves, but when I touched them, they grew leaves."

"There were many bamboos in the depths of the bamboo forest, and I used my blood to drop on the bamboo, and the bamboo spread out, and this bead appeared, and there was something like mist in this bead, and I can't tell what it was."

"It seemed to know me, asked me if I had forgotten any memories, and said send me back, and I woke up."

Ling Muhan didn't expect that Jiang Luwu would have such an adventure after he passed out in a coma.

"That's in the past."

"Gone by? Did something unusual happen when I was unconscious?" Jiang Luwu was keenly aware that something must have happened, otherwise Ling Muhan wouldn't be like this.

Ling Muhan nodded as expected: "I use my spiritual power to heal you, but because of the Flood Desolation Bloodline, my spiritual power does not work at all, Senior Brother told me a way, using the purest person can purify the spiritual power of the Flood Desolation Bloodline, and exchange life for life."

Jiang Luwu's face turned pale, and he hurriedly probed and found that the vines were still alive and well in the sea of knowledge, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"The vines are indeed willing to sacrifice for you, and just as you are struggling, your body suddenly blooms with a green light, and then the broken spiritual veins in your body are gradually repaired."

Jiang Luwu paused: "In this way, it is indeed because of my adventure at the Heavenly Cliff that saved me."