Yan Shiyun woke up one morning.

The sunlight shone mottled shadows through the leaves and gradually crawled into the house. The sound of the white larks cried out in his ears. The spirit cat lay on her and saw her awakening and yawned.

Muyuanshanren stood beside her, still in a simple and tattered Taoist robe, and said carelessly: "I heard someone say that you ran into the thunderstorm like crazy yesterday-"

Yes.

She is looking for a rabbit...

rabbit?

...

What is a rabbit?

The memory became chaotic, and she suddenly felt a splitting headache, and she felt like she had lost an important part.

Muyuanshanren left a bottle of pills and said, "You have been training too strong recently and may have some hallucinations. In the past, some disciples have had this situation. Just have a good sleep."

"knew."

Yan Shiyun responded, his voice a little hoarse.

Sometimes, she would think of a furry presence for no reason, but there were more details that could not be recalled.

She went to ask the others, but they also said that Xuanling Sect had never seen such a rabbit.

That night, she waited until dawn to watch a sunrise.

Still a familiar feeling.

It seems that something has existed around it. It likes to stare at the other side with a calm expression and its ears slowly hang down.

There are all kinds of scenes in my eyes.

...

The grass and trees grow and the weather warms up.

Yan Shiyun Lingmai seeds planted, and they had already sprouted. The white lark began to lay eggs again. Hao Ren put it in the room, and young birds appeared inside, which were so cute.

They are all trivial and beautiful existences.

Yan Shiyun changed into a beautiful fairy dress and picked up the sword in his hand.

After counting the days, my senior brother is coming back soon.

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It is said that it will be available at twelve noon tomorrow.

Are you willing to spend a cent for me? How many cents are you? How many dollars a month is?
Chapter completed!