He froze, furrowed his eyebrows, and listened hard.

"What's wrong?" Discovering his abnormality, Yun Xiyue asked with some surprise.

"I think I hear a voice...... "Kazama said softly, "but...... All at once it disappeared again. I guess it's the sound of a monster not far away!"

Yun Xiyue didn't feel at ease when she heard it.

It's just that the two of them just walked behind the door of the wooden house when Kazama stopped again.

This time his face was a little solemn.

Yun Xiyue didn't bother him and waited with peace of mind.

Kazama Hee suddenly let go of her hand, "I'll go and go back, it's a bit urgent, you wait a minute."

As he spoke, the figure disappeared in a flash, not giving Yun Xiyue a chance to speak at all.

Yun Xiyue frowned, "Why did you go so fast? Can't you tell me why?"

She was a little depressed, and the warm atmosphere just now was ruined.

To be honest, she really liked it, it was quiet and remote, not disturbed, just him and her.

But she knew that he wouldn't stay with her for long.

Because they still have to go back to the Zilan Continent.

The hole in her soul doesn't know when it will be resolved.

The ghost hand of the Zilan Continent and the land of the sealed demons don't know when it will end.

Feeling upset when she thought of this, Yun Xiyue felt that this was her and Kazama's short-lived happy home.

She aimlessly pushed the cabin open, intending to take a look inside.

The wooden house was neither big nor small, with an antique round table with six chairs on one side and two small rooms.

In addition to this, there is a painting hanging on the wall.

In that painting, there is a round of rising sun, and under the rising sun, there is a white mountain range.

There are some ink bamboos around, and there are some poems, which still look quite bookish.

Yun Xiyue originally just glanced at it, but when she was about to look away, she suddenly stopped again.

"Hey, how can there be black spots in such a strange, perfect painting?" Yun Xiyue saw those very thin black spots under the morning sun, thought they were insects, and couldn't help but walk up to it.

As soon as the distance narrowed, Yun Xiyue's eyes widened.

Because the black dot in the painting is not a black dot!

Those "black spots" are actually a group of people who are fighting!

And among those people, Yun Xiyue actually saw herself!

She actually saw herself in an ancient painting!

She gasped and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"How so?" Yun Xiyue's face turned pale, because she was being chased and killed by some familiar people inside.

These pictures are exactly the same as the pictures on the prophecy parchment scroll that Ji Yufeng showed her!

The picture moves, and the parchment scroll is still.

Yun Xiyue's heartbeat was like thunder.

She took a deep breath, resisting the urge to flee and coldly watched the scene in the picture.

After a quarter of an hour, the fighting in the painting finally stopped.

She saw herself perched on the ground, blood staining the snow as bright as the morning sun.

Yun Xiyue suddenly turned around and rushed out of the wooden house.

She staggered and sat down on a stone chair to the side, gasping for air.

Slowly, her emotions finally calmed down.

But she waited an hour, and she didn't see Kazama come back.

She was a little worried, so she sent a message to him, but still didn't get a response.

Yun Xiyue couldn't stay any longer.

The painting just now made her feel very bad.

She didn't like it anymore and left in a hurry.

A quarter of an hour after Yun Xiyue left, Kazama Hee returned here.

"Xiyue?" Kazama shouted softly and strode towards the cabin. Look at the book

His face was not very good

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But the thought of seeing Yun Xiyue soon, a smile overflowed into his eyebrows.

Kazama pushed open the door of the wooden house, "Xiyue?"

However, the cabin was empty, and there was no sign of her.

Kazama thought she had gone into the wing, so she walked inside.

It's just that when his gaze swept over the painting, his gaze froze, and his footsteps stopped.

Kazama was shocked to see as the black dots in the painting grew bigger and bigger, and they turned out to be a group of people.

He saw a group of people fighting, but the person who was attacked, became himself.

Kazama's face instantly became gloomy.

He stood there and watched for a long time, until the painting himself fell to the snow, a blood-red stinging his eyes.

He swept his senses and found that Yun Xiyue was not here, so he turned around and left.

Early the next morning.

Yun Xiyue only received the transmission from Kazama.

"Xiyue, I'm back." His voice was tired.

"Well, Kazama, where did you go last night?"

"Just went to do one thing." Kazama said softly.

Yun Xiyue was silent.

He had gone all night, but he was unwilling to tell her about it.

Yun Xiyue wasn't even in the mood to use breakfast, so she went directly to Ji's house.

She went to Ji Yufeng's house and asked him to ask for a new parchment roll to study it carefully.

However, with her identity, as soon as she stepped out of the room, someone would pay attention to her, so the news that Yun Xiyue went to the Ji family soon spread to Kazama Xi.

When Yun Xiyue came out, Kazama Hee was waiting for her outside.

"Why are you here?" Yun Xiyue was extremely surprised.

"I knew you were here, so I'm here to pick you up." Kazama said gently, without the slightest hint of blaming her.

Yun Xiyue snorted, she lowered her head, and her heart was heavy.

"Xiyue ......" Kazama reached out to take her hand, "Let's go back to the cabin and see the painting!"

"Yes! That painting is weird, let's go see it again?" Yun Xiyue remembered this, she was busy looking at the parchment roll, and she didn't remember to tell him about it.

The two of them returned to the valley.

The two of them re-entered the house and came to the painting.

But this time, they didn't see the weird black dots on their faces again.

"What's going on? I saw ...... last night," Yun Xiyue was extremely surprised.

Kazama also nodded, "I also saw it last night, and saw that I was besieged by you, Ji Yufeng, and Nangong Undefeated, and then I died under your sword."

Yun Xiyue twitched the corners of her mouth, "The picture I saw was the opposite of what you saw, it was me who was killed."

Both of them looked bad.

This is where Kazama Hee specially bought it for Yun Xiyue, but it was really disappointing to see such a picture.

What's even stranger is that now those black dots are gone.

"We'll wait, maybe in the evening, and maybe we'll reappear." Kazama Hee's good place.

Yun Xiyue naturally agreed.

The two of them sat outside and enjoyed the scenery while eating.

Their mood stabilized again.

"Where did you go last night?" Yun Xiyue continued to ask.

She was unwilling, and she didn't want Kazama Hee to hide it from him.

"Last night I heard a strange voice, very similar to my father's voice, saying to let me go to a place alone."