"Awake?"

The door was pushed open, and a man walked in, the other party was extremely good-looking, as beautiful as a crown of jade, and his temperament was even more fairy.

Even if he is dressed in coarse linen clothes, it is difficult to hide the dust on the other party's body, which is good beyond the red dust.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Seeing the vigilance in Lu Yun's eyes, the man walked over and touched Lu Yun's head to comfort him, like the most respectable elder, which made people can't help but get close.

Lu Yun's hand unconsciously grabbed the other party's sleeve, she felt her nose become sour, her eyes were red, and her voice was crying.

"I, I don't have a family anymore."

The child's voice was milky, his nose was gagged, and it sounded muffled.

Lu Yun was buried in the arms of the comer, and after grabbing it, she didn't want to let go of the other party, and the fear from her heart made her body tremble uncontrollably.

All these movements, Lu Yun did exceptionally smooth, and from the heart.

Lu Yun felt like he had split into two people, one was the sword cultivator Lu Yun, who never was a weak person but couldn't control his body, and the other was the poor orphan in front of him, who grabbed the straw and didn't want to let go but let his mind surge.

The struggling soul did not affect the body's choice, she snuggled into the arms of the other, and the eyes of the child, which should have been clear, were stained with sadness that bordered on despair.

Watching by those eyes, the man kept sighing.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay, I'm here."

"...... in the future" The man's voice was a little hesitant, but he quickly made a decision: "You can follow me in the future." ”

"What's your name?"

On the top of his head is a man with a generous palm, noble and tolerant like a god, sighing, and putting his arms around the shoulders of the female doll to comfort.

"Lu Yun."

My name is Lu Yun, she thought.

"Good, Yun'er, those who hurt you are dead, and I have buried the bones of your parents."

"My Dao name is Nanshan, you can call me Master in the future, rest well, we will leave here tomorrow."

Nanshan's tone was gentle, and his eyes were beautiful and not stained with dust.

Obviously he was comforting his apprentice, but Lu Yun could see it clearly, and there was more compassion for mortals in those eyes than for the distress for the apprentice.

She couldn't feel how strong Nanshan's strength was, but she understood the gift that Ali said.

She and the rest of the people all fell into Nanshan's dream, but compared to the rest of the people who didn't know where they were, she was close to the water and got the moon first, and directly became the other party's disciple.

Does the other party have a disciple?

Lu Yun remembered that there seemed to be none, but there were descendants, could it be that the original owner of this body was the descendant in the record.

Her current situation is a little strange, like a seizure, but not all, because the original owner's spirit is still in this body, and it is safe, but it is in a deep sleep.

Her behavior of unconsciously approaching the other party just now was affected by that spirit.

The original owner was a mortal, and both his parents were in business, so he would take his daughter with him when he went out.

A few days ago, they were robbed by a group of monks, how could mortals beat the monks, and their parents tried their best to protect the original owner, and both died.

If it weren't for the timely appearance of the Nanshan Daoist, the original owner would have died, and the seriously injured original owner fell into a coma and was healed by the Nanshan Daoist.

However, according to the emotions left by the original owner, Nanshan Daoren didn't seem to plan to take her with her, crying was the weapon that the original owner chose to make the other party pity, which was undoubtedly successful.

Fortunately, the original owner and her surname are Lu, and Lu Yun's name is not fake.

In the face of the command, she nodded obediently, lay down on the bed again, and looked at Nanshan Daoren with unblinking eyes until the other party showed a helpless smile.

Lu Yun felt that he had received the influence of the original owner, and his heart was changing to that of an ordinary child, and he used this kind of thing to be coquettish with a small face, and he was very ...... Shame.

It's hard to think that the rest of the people are dreaming in the same way.

Ali said that this dream is alive.

No matter how many thoughts he had in his heart, Lu Yun gradually fell asleep under the comfort of the other party, and if he came, he would be at ease, and if he could follow Nanshan, he would not be able to find the secret faster.

A few days later, in Yuyang City, Lu Yun grabbed the sleeve of the Nanshan Daoist with one hand, and looked around curiously with the other.

The dream of the people of Nanshan Dao is naturally the scene of the ancient period, as the record says, there are many immortals here, and if you look at a few of them, they are all strong people of the Mahayana of the Cave and Void.

There are as many powers as cow hairs, and in the sky above the entire Yuyang City, the aura is stirring like a cloud, almost condensing into substance.

"Today, the city lord is in the city lord's mansion, and many people have been invited to watch."

"It's really fake, but it's also true, the city lord is extremely talented, in just a few decades, it has already been the great consummation of the tribulation, and there is no problem in thinking about this tribulation."

"Of course, these days, isn't it commonplace to cross the tribulation and ascend?"

Walking on the streets, rubbing shoulders with those "ancestors", Lu Yun curiously absorbed all the news.

This city is scattered and prosperous, and Lu Yun also saw a few extremely high cultivation demon cultivators swaggering shopping, and even gagging with some righteous monks.

The relationship between good and evil in this era is not as tense as it was a thousand years later.

"Want to see it?"

In Lu Yun's thoughts, she heard the inquiry of the Nanshan Daoist, and the pair of eyes looked over, which made people feel the urge to kneel and worship.

"Huh?"

Lu Yun showed a puzzled look and didn't move the other party.

"Do you want to see the city lord cross the catastrophe?"

Nanshan Daoren was a little funny and kneaded his apprentice's little face, he was a disciple, sometimes clever and sometimes stupid, as if there were two souls in his body, which was very rare.

"Well, I think!"

Lu Yun nodded heavily, in her era, let alone soaring, there were few people in the Tribulation Period, could she not want to see it.

"Let's go, then."

The closer you get to the City Lord's Mansion, the more people there are, and in the crowd, it is difficult for the short Lu Yun to see the road clearly, and after walking for a while, her tired cheeks are red.

"You!"

The spoiling voice made people's hearts warm, Lu Yun's body was picked up, she hugged the neck of Nanshan Daoren, and she looked no different from a little girl.

"Master, do you dislike Yun'er?"

She asked what the original owner was thinking.

In the cultivation realm, there are geniuses, and there are also real waste materials, and these waste materials are not incapable of spiritual roots, but they have no spiritual roots at all.

Unfortunately, the original owner has such a physique.

Not to mention the ascension of the Dao, it is impossible to even induce qi to get started, since the Nanshan Dao people accepted her, they have been trying to solve her physical problems, but they have failed every time.

After several attempts, Lu Yun was ready to be a real mortal in his dreams.

Anyway, with her body, she can't use a sword to practice.

"How can I dislike you, the avenue is fifty days and forty-nine and one of them, this line of vitality is a fixed number and a variable."

"As a teacher, I can always find a way for you, don't worry."

The head was touched again, Lu Yun blinked, looked at Nanshan with big watery eyes, and nodded heavily.

She also wanted to see why, in the end, Nanshan Dao people gave up that glimmer of life.