Xiyue nodded cutely after being interrupted, and then was slapped in the head by Lester.

The female warrior had to cover her forehead with her hands and puffed up her cheeks in dissatisfaction.

"Um...well why did you hit me?"

"Think about it, what was your master doing when he was sixteen? Could he be as good as you?"

After pondering for a moment, Xiyue shook her head.

"Impossible. Master only has the confidence to leave the academy after he is thirty years old."

"now it's right."

Taking away the delicate hand of the female warrior, Lester blew the place where he had just played and said softly.

"Xiyue, you are actually very good. Don't say that your talent is dull, otherwise it will easily arouse the dissatisfaction of others and make some jealous or incompetent people hostile to you."

"Is that so? I'm sorry, I was wrong."

"As long as you understand this, you must have a clear understanding of yourself and others. Being too modest will make people annoying."

After receiving comfort from Lester, Xiyue regained her composure and spoke again.

"Actually, among the dozens of sects in Longji Mountain, Kirigakureu is one of the rare ones with a sparse population. Whether it's Master Iris, the old man or me, we are all alone. The master was also picked up by Master Hidden Dragon.

Orphan, it was not until three years ago that the master came down again and took in two more apprentices. I also have a junior brother and a junior sister.

With these two caring masters, I can go down the mountain with peace of mind. Unexpectedly, the first time I came to Presidio to participate in the Soul Blooming Festival, I met you, and you took the opportunity...

I took a few puffs...actually, it's quite comfortable."

The atmosphere became a little more charming, and feeling the delicate body whose breathing became a little faster, Lester also sighed a little, the girl in his arms was indeed unusual, and he didn't hate it.

But now that it's broad daylight and everything is clear, it's better...to kiss her on the lips, otherwise you won't be able to express the passionate feelings of the female warrior.

With a cry, the two shameless guys hugged each other.

More than a hundred meters away from the two of them, a swordsman with a cool temperament and a new look was sitting cross-legged on the ground, eating jujubes from the bag, feeling his teeth were sore and itchy.

This swordsman is Doron.

Unintentionally catching a glimpse of the two people on the shore of Linghu Lake, Duolong, who had thick dark bags under his eyes, frowned. He suddenly recognized that these two shameless guys were the bad guy and girl who lived next door to him all day and night.

Forget about the fight at noon. They were going to participate in the Soul Blooming Festival the next day. These two guys were so energetic that they didn't know how to go to bed early. They fought fiercely all the way until dawn, causing him not to sleep well all night. They almost died.

They set the inn on fire and chopped down the two bastard men and women.

At this moment, he accidentally saw the two of them. Duolong subconsciously pulled out his long sword, hesitated for a moment, then pressed it on the whetstone he carried with him and began to polish it. His red eyes were still staring at the two people who were spreading dog food by the lake.

Without blinking.

A terrible chill came from behind. Lester stopped what he was saying and quickly turned around, just in time to face the swordsman with red eyes.

He also recognized the identity of the swordsman, and considering that his behavior was indeed inappropriate here, he straightened the panting female warrior and smiled apologetically at the angry swordsman.

"snort!"

Seeing that his dissatisfaction successfully made two shameless guys realize their mistakes, Doron felt a little better.

After putting away the whetstone and wiping the sharp curved blade with a clean cotton cloth, Duolong put the sword into its sheath and began to close his eyes to rest.

There are too many people now, so he needs to wait until there are fewer people before looking for the master's spiritual flower.

…

This is a world that is completely different from the material realm and the spiritual realm. It is filled with seven-colored brilliance. If you look closely, it looks like a dark crack. In the crack, there are traces of cracks like broken glass, brewing.

It is filled with endless darkness and has a very strong sense of fragmentation.

A soul that has not yet rested and is wandering in the dark land is called. In an ethereal sigh, the soul returns to its original place. In the chaotic space, the body begins to condense. A man with long hair and a cotton trousers

A middle-aged woman in clothes appeared out of thin air on the ground, her eyes closed tightly, and her hands hanging on her sides, as if she was sleeping.

"Sally...Sally...Sally..."

The cry conveys the miracle of Ionia.

A peach-colored spirit flower fell from the sky, slowly opened its petals, and emitted a dazzling divine light. Before it showed its beauty for a moment, it quickly scattered into the seven-color light, and the scattered petals gradually shattered.

Using the petal as the pen, the stamen as the ink, the world as the paper, and the spirit as the inkstone, in just a few seconds of lingering nostalgia, a real world is sketched.

This world is the limit that wandering souls can imagine.

In this world, there are only two roads to go. One road is directly ahead. At the end of the path is an all-too-common Ionian-style dwelling. The other road seems to lead to a dark dense forest.

The energy lingers around, gathering but not dispersing.

"Sally...are you here? I, I miss you so much..."

As if hearing some call, the middle-aged woman opened her eyes, sat up blankly, fiddled with her clothes, and stared blankly at the bizarre and unknown world in front of her.

Her eyes were fixed on a residential house not far away, and the woman suddenly realized that it was her home.

"I, am I not dead? Where is this place?"

A lotus flower fell from the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a big dog with dark yellow fur. The big dog took gentle steps, glanced at the woman tenderly with its bright black eyes, and walked straight towards the small door of the residence.

Walking on the road, just like usual, it wants to go home with the hostess. At the end of the home, there is the male host.

"Ah Huang? Why are you here too!?"

Suddenly seeing her familiar family members, the woman was a little surprised and stood up. She subconsciously followed the big dog and set foot on the path home.

This road looks very short, but it is actually very long. The big dog named "Ah Huang" needs to pause a few times from time to time, waiting for the woman to catch up with him.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Everything was beautiful, until at a certain moment, the woman turned her head and saw the dark forest on the right side of the road.

She recognized that it was the Green Forest not far from home, the place where she died.

Wait, die?

The woman's footsteps stopped, but Ah Huang, who was leading the way, tucked his tail between his legs and turned his head to look at the woman in grievance, hoping that the woman would continue to follow him.

It's a pity that the woman at this moment has already remembered what happened in the past and left everything else behind.

The resentment is getting deeper and deeper.

"I, I'm already dead, it's impossible, why did I die, or die in the Green Forest? Wait, it's... it's my husband, it was my husband Naler who pushed me to the Flame-Patterned Red Leopard

, it was my favorite husband who pushed me to death. Obviously... I was ready to stay and die in his place. Why, why did he do this... Our feelings, between life and death, are so different.

Is it worth mentioning?"

The unbelievable memories made the woman start to cry, her toes shifted to the right, and the woman left the clean path and stepped onto the dark dirt of the Green Forest.

The woman who was secretly feeling sad did not hear that the moment she left the path, there was an unnatural rhythm, like laughter, coming from the depths of the dark forest. The woman also did not see the Ah who led the way for her.

The moment Huang set foot on the forest land, he and his home at the end of the path disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared.

Two roads eventually left only one.

The woman made her own choice. She wanted to understand what happened at that time and why her husband betrayed her. She finally entered the Green Forest, just as she expected.

The forest was darker than she imagined. She had not been here a few times, but at this moment she wanted to find something unusual in the depths of the forest. As if she heard her prayer, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the front.

.

"Sally! Run!"

The man running towards her is the husband she is very familiar with, Naller.

Following the man was a giant man-eating beast more than two meters long. It was the king of the beasts deep in the Green Forest, the flame-patterned red leopard.

The man took the woman's hand, and the woman subconsciously clasped the warm and reliable palm and ran towards the way she came from with the man.

The scene before her seemed to have happened once before, and the woman's head was a little confused.

The movement behind her became louder and louder, and at a certain moment, the woman smelled the fishy smell coming from behind her.

"Sally, we can't run, I'm sorry."

Her husband's reliable voice came to her ears, and the woman's body trembled. She knew that in the next second, her husband's pull would turn into a heartbreaking push, making her desperate self a sacrifice for delaying time and becoming a flame-patterned red leopard.

mouth-watering meal.

So, the woman made her choice again. She quickened her steps and came in front of the man, then let go of her hand and pushed the man towards the beast that was about to pounce.

The man looked in disbelief at his wife who pushed him into the abyss with her own hands. The ruthless betrayal made his heart twist like a knife. The consciousness of dedicating himself seemed extremely ridiculous. The man could only watch his wife leave and he could only run into the flame pattern.

The mouth of Red Leopard became the ransom price for the betrayer to survive.

Listening to the screams behind her, Sally turned around subconsciously, but what she saw was disbelief, and sad eyes as if she had been betrayed by a close relative. The woman was stunned, and she saw her own shadow in her eyes, because she was in

The same thing happened when she was pushed into the beast's mouth by her husband.

Husband Naller actually has the same consciousness as himself?

Then who was the person who pushed me at that time?

It’s obviously Naler!

But at that time, her husband did not push her, it was herself...

Impossible! This is impossible!!!
To be continued...