Lin Beichen tilted his head sideways with difficulty, the source of the extremely pleasant sound.

What caught my eye was a beautiful girl in a yellow dress, who looked about eighteen years old.

The worldly pink delicacy was applied to the white cheeks, with a faint smile, like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world, and it was incomprehensibly beautiful.

For a while, Delin Beichen was distracted.

"Are you feeling better?"

The girl was stared at by Lin Beichen like this, but she didn't get angry, but squatted down on the side of the bed and asked with a smile.

The girl's crisp and beautiful voice sounded in her ears, pulling Lin Beichen back from his trance.

Lin Beichen, who felt a little rude, felt very embarrassed in his heart, and immediately wanted to stand up and apologize to the girl in front of him.

"Your injuries aren't completely healed yet, so don't move."

The girl hurriedly stood up and stopped Lin Beichen's movements.

Seeing this, Lin Beichen could only reluctantly lie down again.

With just this simple sentence, Lin Beichen already understood that it was the girl who saved him.

Looking at the girl's clean and flawless beautiful face, Lin Beichen couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart.

"You are a subordinate, how can you provoke Jia Fu?"

A different color flashed in the girl's beautiful eyes, and she asked with a puzzled expression.

"The next person...? Jia Fu...? ”

A trace of astonishment flashed on Lin Beichen's face.

"Yes, I passed by in front of Jiafu, and I happened to see you being thrown by a few family members on the side of the road, which saved you, if it weren't for that, you might have died of blood loss."

The girl whispered with palpitations.

Lin Beichen's eyes widened, he didn't care about answering the girl's question, and hurriedly tried to mobilize the aura in his body.

"How... How could it be! ”

"What about my realm? What about my Reiki? ”

Lin Beichen muttered to himself, his wide eyes, the pupils shrank suddenly, and the color of disbelief spread all over his face, and beads of sweat like beans slowly slipped down his forehead.

He did not believe in evil again, and once again sensed the condition in his body.

But no matter how he sensed it, he never noticed the existence of aura in his body.

What's even more strange is that not only can he not feel any aura in his body, but also in this room, he can't detect the slightest fluctuation of aura.

"What realm? What Reiki? What nonsense are you talking about? ”

The girl frowned slightly, puzzled.

Seeing that Lin Beichen's head was sweating profusely, the girl was a little worried about whether her brain was burned out, and then she stretched out her soft and boneless jade hand from her sleeve and gently stuck it on Lin Beichen's forehead.

"I don't have a fever either, how can I talk nonsense."

After noticing that Lin Beichen was not unusual, the girl muttered and withdrew her hand into her sleeve.

Lin Beichen couldn't cry or laugh for a while.

Does he look like a fool like that?

After a moment of silence, he said in a rather sincere tone, "Thank you girl for saving your life." ”

Regardless of whether it is a fantasy or a real world, the girl in front of him is indelible for his life-saving grace.

"Harm, you can rest here, and when you recover, if you want, you can stay in my Mu Mansion, and I can help you find an errand to support yourself."

The girl's beautiful eyes curved into an arc, revealing a beautiful smile, and then she stood up and walked slowly towards the door.

"If you need anything, you can ask Xiaohong at the door to come to me."

With this crisp and pleasant sound, the door was gently closed, leaving Lin Beichen alone on the bed, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

Thinking back to all the previous encounters, and looking at this world without the slightest fluctuation of aura, he couldn't even tell whether this was the real world or the illusion.

My mind went back to that snowy night.

Begging to no avail, he collapsed on the side of the road hungry, and just as he was about to starve to death, an old hand that had taken him away from this sea of bitterness held a meatloaf in front of his eyes.

For him, who was about to starve to death, this was undoubtedly the hope of life.

After gobbling it up, the old man asked him if he would like to go to the Xuanyuan Sect and become a strong man that everyone feared.

When he learned from the old man's mouth that Xuanyuan Sect had a full meal every day, he did not hesitate at all and decisively agreed.

"Is it all fake? Is it just a dream of yellow sorghum before I die? ”

All of a sudden, all kinds of memories flooded into his mind, making him have a headache.

Because, at this moment, he really doesn't have a trace of aura on his body.

He now once doubted whether the aura existed and whether the cultivation existed.

It's all too real.

Suddenly, Lin Beichen's pupils suddenly dilated, as if he had grasped some life-saving straw. He hurriedly put his palm in the air, and then shouted in his heart: "System, take out the dragon yuan in the storage space for me." ”

Sure enough, in the next second, a wooden box appeared in his palm out of thin air.

"Sure enough, it's a fantasy!"

Lin Beichen's face showed ecstasy, seeing the appearance of the wooden box, he didn't know that he was in a fantasy now.

The illusion may create a world, or it may be able to suppress all of his cultivation realm, but it can't cover up the system in his body.

The mystery of this system, even now that Lin Beichen has the strength to compete with the ninth layer of the Heavenly Yin Realm, he can't expose a corner of his mystery.

"This illusion should be the third level."

Lin Beichen raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking secretly in his heart.

But soon, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Even if he now knew that the world he was in was an illusion, what could he do?

Not to mention that he has no strength at all now, he doesn't even have a clue how to pass this third level.

"Jia Fu's descendant, this seems to be my current identity in this fantasy world."

"This world has no aura, no cultivators, it is a mortal world."

Lin Beichen sorted out everything he had seen since leaving the ninth floor of the 'Tower of Courage', and came up with these two clues.

Recalling the beating he received not long ago, even though he knew that he was in an illusion world, Lin Beichen still couldn't help but feel a trace of murderous intent in his heart.

Being beaten like this by a few mortals was simply a shame in shame for him, a cultivator of the sixth layer of the Heavenly Yin Realm.

Make a decision in your heart now, if you find an opportunity in the future, you must take revenge and go back.

This beating can't be in vain!

After a long time, Lin Beichen rubbed his temples and stopped thinking about these things that gave him headaches.

The most important thing at the moment is to heal the injuries in the body first.

In normal times, this point on his body was almost a trivial injury in his opinion, as long as he ran the Tianyan Dao Sutra, it would not take a moment for these injuries to heal.

But at this moment, without the nourishment of cultivation and aura, as a mortal, it will take several days to be able to cultivate.

"Hoo ......"

"That's it, let's take one step at a time, heal the injury first, and then slowly how to pass this third level."

Thinking like this, after Lin Beichen exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, sleepiness welled up in his heart, and then he fell into a deep sleep.

Just after Lin Beichen fell asleep, in the void above the roof, the space suddenly twisted strangely.

An illusory old figure slowly emerged.

The old figure held his beard and looked at the room below, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled slightly.

"Let you scold my old man, don't give you some hardship, it's really muddy when my old man is pinched."

……….

Time in the mortal realm passed quite slowly, and Lin Beichen spent five days in torment.

"Squeak..."

The door was gently opened, and Lin Beichen, dressed in white, walked out of the room.

The long-lost sunlight shone on his face, which was a little dazzling, and made him a little trance for a while.

"That's right, it's only been a few days since I was able to get out of bed and walk, it seems that Jia Guanren is still merciful."

The girl's sarcastic voice sounded in her ears.

Lin Beichen turned his head to look and saw a girl dressed in red, staring at him with disgust at the moment.

Lin Beichen's brows furrowed slightly, he couldn't understand where the girl's hostility without warning came from, and before he could speak, he heard the girl's mean voice again.

"I heard from my young lady that she rescued you from the gate of Jiafu. Tut-tut, you are also a subordinate, and a subordinate should look like a subordinate, and it is really stupid to dare to conflict with the master. ”

The girl in red chattered endlessly, her tone full of bitterness.

In her heart, the next person is the next person, the master's dog, how can the dog bite the master?

Lin Beichen's approach subverted her three views, and at the same time trampled on her humble self-esteem.

Lin Beichen smiled coldly, he was mature in his mind, and obviously heard some key points from the word 'also' in the words of the girl in red, and also understood where this inexplicable hostility came from.

But he didn't bother to refute it, this little thing was not worth his anger.

One is that he already knows that the world here is actually an illusion, everything he sees is fake, and these people are not real.

Second, he was rescued by the girl in the yellow dress in this mansion, for the sake of her face, Lin Beichen didn't want to have any conflict with the brutal girl in red in front of him.

Although it was a hallucination, the pain caused by his beating was really felt. The girl in the yellow dress took him back to the mansion and gave him a place to rest, which he was extremely grateful for even if he knew that it was an illusion.

Seeing Lin Beichen's indifferent appearance, the girl in red was a little annoyed and angry, and just when she wanted to continue to mock Lin Beichen, a girl's reproach suddenly came from a distance.

"Xiaohong, how many times have I told you, don't be so rude, as soon as the son-in-law recovers, you have to say this about others."

Although the tone is blamed, the voice is very beautiful.

In the next second, at the corner of the entrance of the courtyard, a beautiful figure in a yellow dress walked slowly with small steps.