Chapter 83: Grief

Dream traveled all the way, the direction of her escape was the edge of the forest, she was afraid that if she ran into a high-level demon beast again, where could she still have her life.

Finally, after running for more than half a day, I didn't feel that the danger was approaching. She found a place near the cliff, arranged the formation, and quickly turned around and threw herself into the formation.

All the dreams are worried about the jade plate, and the jade card forcibly opens up a small piece of space, which has an impact on it.

The dream sat down, and quickly went to see the jade plate in the dantian, and the dream of this look cried loudly.

"Jade card, her jade card!" Dream cried breathlessly, she hadn't cried like this since she was sensible.

"How can I be worthy of my grandfather, worthy of the Meng family!" came from the dream, and cried even more fiercely. She didn't care if she was discovered by the monster or not, and she cried.

The jade plate of her dantian was not only dim at this time, but there were a few more cracks in the center than before she got it. At this time, the jade plate didn't even turn, and lay silently in her dantian.

Zhimeng cried for a long, long time, until she felt that several divine senses came into contact with her formation, and she gradually stopped speaking. She raised her crying red eyes and looked at the situation around her, there were five or six fifth-order demon beasts, hovering outside her formation.

This formation still blocked some of the voices in the formation, and the cry of the dream was a little loud, so it didn't block all of it. The demon beast that made the hearing sensitive discovered the anomaly here.

Dream's eyes were a little blood-red, but thankfully her sanity was still there. If there are only two or three heads outside, Zhimeng wants to kill the general and vent the depression and sadness in his heart.

It was not easy for her to raise the jade medal a little better, but this time it was dangerous, and it was even more dilapidated than before she got it! Who is she worthy of, and is she worthy of the gentle care of the Meng family for generations?

The sadness and anger of the dream didn't know where to go, and after these demon beasts wandered for a while, they really didn't find anything, so they slowly dispersed.

Zhimeng sat there all night with her eyes open, she wanted revenge! She wanted revenge, who forced her to this role, she couldn't find trouble with high-level demon beasts, she could find low-level ones, otherwise the raging anger burning in her chest, how would she vent.

The next day, Zhimeng wandered around here and saw that the fifth-order demon beast had a guardian elixir. She is not afraid of death to go up to fight, she must kill the demon ** half to death, she picked the elixir and left.

Then she looked for her next target, and she forgot about the record markers or something. There is only one thought of fighting with demon beasts in my eyes, and I am not afraid of life and death.

In fact, this out-of-control situation of Dream is the reason why some of the heirloom jade plates were destroyed.

There is another very important reason, she has been promoted too fast recently, and her mood can't keep up, and she has blindly avoided it during this period of time, and she has lost her enterprising spirit. This situation of Dream is a bit overkill, but she is also a blind cat at this time, and she is on the right path.

After nearly a month of fighting with fifth-order demon beasts, he quickly honed the combat power of Dream. At the same time, it also honed her state of mind, and it was only after the dream slowly vented this anger and sadness that she became calmer.

After calming down the dream, there was an awe-inspiring aura on his body. She also changed her previous caution, searched for elixir on the outskirts of the forest, and continued to fight with the guardian demon beast.

In this process, the cultivation of the dream is more solid, and the foundation is more solid. It's just that when I was meditating and practicing in the dead of night, when I saw the jade plaque in the dantian, I still had the urge to cry.

But the reality is that she is not allowed to let go of her sorrow, and she is always in a dangerous forest. She has to be strong, she has to be strong, she doesn't need external forces to save herself the next time danger comes.

The dream wiped away the tears that fell again at some point, and settled down to continue to practice hard.

Zhilan is still walking on this dark road with no edge in sight, which will make her not even have the heart to think about the dreams of her relatives. All she had was numbness, and she still couldn't sleep at night, and she couldn't cultivate.

She just opened her eyes and looked at the wandering ghost ghosts, she had already realized that these were not normal humans. It was just the remnant soul shadows of the human monks, and she didn't dare to look at these shadows before, let alone think about what they were.

But after a long time, when she became numb. She remembered the records she had seen about these remnant souls in the realm of the little secret. I don't know why there are so many remnants here, why these remnants gather here.

These remnant souls were all monks before they died, and because they were attacked by a strong external force, some of their souls were destroyed by a powerful external force when they died. Wandering in the world, the underworld does not accept it, and these wandering spirits have no consciousness and will not take the initiative to do anything.

But once these geists are affected by external forces or attacked, they will riot, and the damage is estimated to be anything that may exist. They still have a certain amount of pre-death energy in their souls.

Zhilan remembered these records, and her numb heart began to slowly ease. After all, she is still young, and she has always been with her family and senior brothers and sisters, and this is the first time she has faced the outside world independently.

The fear and panic at the beginning were infinitely magnified by her. Now that she knows what the outside world is all about, she is slowly becoming less afraid, but there should be a process.

Ever since Zhimeng went berserk, she hadn't sensed Zhilan's plea for help. After she vented the depression in her heart, she didn't feel Zhilan's difficulty anymore, and her heart became quieter.

But Zhimeng didn't let go of the idea of fighting with the fifth-order demon beast to snatch the elixir, and she even got closer to the center of the forest. Of course, this will encounter a sixth-order demon beast, and the dream will also come forward to fight fearlessly.

The first time he fought with a sixth-order demon beast, Zhimeng was not lightly injured. But she was ruthless and disregarded life and death, and she was stunned and frightened the other party. The other party was a sixth-order badger beast, staring at the small eyes, watching the dream take away the spirit grass it had been guarding.

I didn't get mad, and I didn't expect this to be the result. She walked around covered in blood for a while, afraid that more spirit beasts would smell her blood and run over, so she could only find a place to heal.

This was the first time she had been so seriously injured since she entered the forest, or rather after entering the secret realm. It took her 10 days to heal her wounds, leaving her with a long, unsightly scar on her left arm.

There is nothing to pity about this dream, if it is not covered by a jade plaque, you will see a long, ugly scar like a centipede on the snow-crystal clear skin.

Dream has always been burdened by her appearance, because of this appearance, she has been trapped in the backyard of the inner house since she was a child. Dream has never been happy because of her appearance, and as she gets older, she realizes that her appearance will only bring harm to herself, and there will be no other effect at all.