In the study room of the City Lord's Mansion, Nan Xianglian and Nan Xianghan became nervous when they heard Zi Mo's words.
Nan Xianghan also seemed a little unsure, "The city lord's palace has five Wuchen Island enshrined elders who have blocked it with their spiritual thoughts, so no one should be able to spy on us. Moreover, since my master's death, my father has brought me and my sister here.
I went to live in a small village south of Wuling. I haven't seen Yiyao for fifteen years, so she may not be able to recognize me."
Zi Mo: "I hope so. Each of the other five cities has an enshrined elder from Wuchen Island in charge, so there won't be any big problems. Shuiyun Abyss has Senior Ao and Senior Huofeng in charge.
It's just that more and more immortal cultivators are flocking here now, with different purposes, but the temptation of the Sky-Swallowing Demonic Pearl is one of the main reasons."
Nan Xianglian: "Shui Yunjian spread the news before, and the Blood Shadow Sect and some other people contributed to the situation, causing the current situation. They want us to never have peace for a moment."
Nan Xianghan: "Until now, no one knows any news about the Sky-Swallowing Demon Pearl, but these people are still flocking to it. I am afraid that the Southern Witch Sect is here for this reason. Moreover, every person from the Witch Clan is a member of the Southern Witch Sect.
Disciple, the power of the Southern Witch Sect is simply not comparable to that of a sect like Shuiyunjian."
Zi Mo: "Let's call everyone together tonight to discuss it, and then ask Senior Ao for his opinion and see what we should do next."
It was already late at night when Nan Xianghan returned to his room.
There were no candles lit in the room, so it was dark.
Nan Xianghan sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes and sat quietly for a while, and then began to practice. In addition to practicing the techniques that his master taught him before, he also practiced the Taishang Enlightenment Scripture that Xiao Nan gave him.
Suddenly, he felt as if someone appeared in his room. His heart moved and he opened his eyes.
There was a woman sitting at the table in the room. Nan Xianghan could only see her profile, but he still recognized her as Yi Yao, the saint of the Southern Witch Cult who he passed by on the street during the day.
"Yiyao?" Nan Xianghan was stunned, then walked out of bed and came to the table, facing Yiyao.
"It's me. Brother Xiang Han, I haven't seen you for many years. I didn't expect you to recognize me." Yi Yao raised her head with a bright smile.
Yi Yao looked even more beautiful with a smile on her face, but Nan Xianghan frowned slightly, "Why are you in my room?"
"Brother Xiang Han, don't you want me to come see you?" Yi Yao blinked, put her hands on the table, and gently held her left hand with her right hand.
Nan Xianghan sighed, "Yiyao, you are now a saint of the Southern Witch Cult, and we are not the children we were back then."
Yi Yao looked into Nan Xianghan's eyes and bit her lip gently, "In my eyes, you are still the brother Xiang Han who picked raspberries for me because he was afraid that I would be stabbed by the thorns in the grass!
It was Brother Xiang Nan who carried me home when it got dark, fearing that I would fall!"
"Yiyao, things have changed and people have changed. We can never go back." Nan Xianghan turned and looked out the window. He didn't know whether he was deliberately avoiding Yi Yao's eyes or felt that his words were not firm enough, so he used his actions to
to express.
Outside the window, the snow was still falling heavily.
Yi Yao was silent for a while and then asked: "Is it because of your master? That's because he was..."
"Stop talking, let's go. I'm tired and want to rest for a while." Nan Xianghan interrupted, his tone slightly cold.
Yi Yao looked at Nan Xianghan's back and said softly: "Brother Xiang Han, I'm leaving. Say hello to Sister Xianglian for me. She has grown into a big girl now, right?"
"You have already seen her in the pavilion of Xinjing Lake during the day." Nan Xianghan said calmly.
Yi Yao pondered for a moment, and a strange light appeared in her eyes, "I remembered it, it turned out to be her, she is so beautiful. Brother Xiang Han, there is a huge wave of monsters that is about to break out within a year, and countless
The powerful monster will sweep across from south to north. You must be careful and take care of yourself!"
Nan Xianghan was silent. After a while, he looked back and saw that Yi Yao had long disappeared from the table.
Suddenly, a thick green snake emerged from under the table and quickly bit south towards Han's face.
Nan Xianghan was shocked. Just as he was about to slap her away, he found that he was still lying on the bed. Where was Yi Yao and where was the green snake?
When I woke up in the middle of the night, it was a dream.
The experience in the dream is vivid in my mind, and it feels so real that I can't help but feel a little trance-like.
Nan Xianghan got up from the bed, walked to the window, and looked out at the heavy snow falling outside the window. The beautiful figure in black coarse clothes could not be removed from his mind, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness.
"If life is just like the first time we met, why should the autumn wind draw a fan with sadness?" Nan Xianghan sighed secretly, opened the door, and walked out.
Taking one step forward, the wind and snow stopped, and Nan Xianghan found that he had arrived at a familiar yet unfamiliar place.
He could tell at a glance that this was the small village where he lived when he was a child.
The sky was dark and there was no sign of snow. Nan Xianghan was wondering when he suddenly heard a slight cry coming from behind a pile of straw not far away.
Nan Xianghan turned towards the straw pile and saw a little girl squatting there, sobbing softly.
Hearing the footsteps, the little girl seemed frightened. She stopped sobbing and suddenly raised her head. When she saw it was Nan Xianghan, she curled up her lips and cried loudly.
"Yiyao, why are you crying here?" Nan Xianghan asked.
"Brother Xiang Han, I was playing hide-and-seek with them just now, and my foot was accidentally sprained. They ran home without waiting for me." Yi Yao cried pitifully.
"Are your feet hurt? Be careful when you walk next time. Come up, I will carry you home." Nan Xianghan knelt down in front of Yi Yao, picked her up, and walked home.
As he walked, Nan Xianghan felt that Yi Yao on his back was getting heavier and heavier. He was bent down due to the pressure, panting and sweating profusely.
Sensing something was wrong, Nan Xianghan looked back. There was clearly a big rock on his back. Where was Yi Yao's figure?
Nan Xianghan was startled, but found that he was still in the room, still lying on the bed.
Nan Xianghan felt that he had fallen into a terrible and strange dream. He could no longer tell when it was a dream and when it was real. Even when he was lying on the bed at this moment, he might just be in a dream.
among.
There was a woman sitting at the table in the room. Nan Xianghan could only see her profile, but he still recognized that she was Yi Yao who had appeared repeatedly in the dream just now.
This scene is exactly the same as in the dream.
"Yiyao, is that you?" Nan Xianghan sat up and got out of bed.
"Brother Xiang Han, you're awake." Yi Yao turned around with a bright smile.
"Is what I see now a dream, or is it real?" Nan Xianghan looked at Yi Yao's smiling face, but his heart felt cold.
"The prophet often said that life is like a big dream. Why should you insist on whether it is real or in a dream? Just follow your heart and do whatever you want, and then you will live your life in this world in vain." Yi Yao
Smiled.
"I don't understand, and I won't think too much about it. Maybe it's because I'm not mature enough. Yi Yao, it's you who makes me fall into a dream, right? Stop playing." Nan Xianghan came to Yi Yao's side
, said calmly.
"Brother Xiang Han, the wave of monsters will come soon. You have to be careful." Yi Yao stood up, hugged Nan Xianghan gently from behind, and then walked out of the room.
Nan Xianghan followed him out of the room. The world was vast and the beauty's whereabouts were vague and there was no trace.
In order to make sure that he was still in the dream, Nan Xianghan walked to the door of his sister Nan Xianglian's room, called Nan Xianglian up, and asked her to slap him hard.
Nan Xianglian was sleepy-eyed and was not polite at all to her brother who woke her up from her sweet dream, and even deliberately beat her even harder.
"ah--"
Nan Xianghan screamed, his mouth bleeding, but he was already frightened by Yi Yao's methods.
