The crisp voice of a child came to his ears, and Zhao Xingyan looked up. Just a few feet away from the stream, a girl in a white dress was standing there, looking at him coldly. Although her voice was childish,
, but it is full of meanings of keeping strangers away.
Although this girl is only seven or eight years old, her appearance and eyebrows are extremely delicate, even making Mr. Zhao, who has seen countless girls, feel a little confused.
"Little girl, what is the Moon Spirit Remnant Realm, and who are you?"
The girl's eyes were still cold, she took a step closer, looked down at Zhao Xingyan who was sitting on the ground, and said: "The remnant state of the moon spirit is the remnant state of the moon spirit."
At this time, Zhao Xingyan had already recovered from his drunkenness and said with a wry smile: "What difference does it make whether you say it or not?"
"This is the small realm that my mother's true spirit transformed into after she was broken. She protected me here before she left." There was a sad look in the girl's cold eyes, "I am already alone in this realm.
After 84,000 years, if no living being enters the Moon Spirit Remaining Realm, I will never be able to leave."
Zhao Xingyan stood up and looked in all directions, and then he realized with horror that there was only a stream under his feet and a bright moon in the sky between the world and the earth!
"Then... am I considered a living being? Can I still leave here?" Zhao Xingyan thought of what the girl just said, and even his heart couldn't help but tremble.
Although he has always been wild and self-proclaimed to be unrestrained and unrestrained, in reality he is still just one among all living beings, not much different from the vast majority of ordinary people.
The girl chuckled, and even the bright white moonlight fell down, illuminating her beautiful and pale little face: "Of course."
Suddenly, the bright moon in the sky turned into a Milky Way flowing down, and a figure of a woman in palace clothes slowly formed in front of the girl.
Zhao Xingyan was already dumbfounded. Looking at the woman dressed in palace clothes who looked like a banished immortal, she knelt down on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "Could it be... is it the moon... the goddess of the Moon Palace descending to earth!?"
The woman in palace clothes never looked at Zhao Xingyan at all. As her delicate white hands danced lightly, her figure gradually collapsed into a bright river of light, turning into a magnificent and huge light gate in the remnant realm of the moon spirit, in which
There is a magical vortex of black and white spiritual light that changes and flows.
The girl quietly looked at the afterimage of the woman in palace attire, with water gleaming in her clear eyes.
She knew that this remnant image had no intelligence, and that her mother's true spirit had long since collapsed. The only obsession left was to transform into a remnant of the moon spirit to protect her, and to drift with the waves in the void between heaven and earth.
.
Zhao Xingyan was the eldest son of the Zhao family, a family of practitioners. Although he had extensive knowledge, the scene in front of him was completely beyond his knowledge. He was still frightened to death. He pointed at the girl with trembling fingers and stammered: "Are you a ghost...
...Ghost or...demon?”
Hearing this, the girl's cold eyes suddenly looked towards Zhao Xingyan. There was boundless anger in her pupils, and two extremely noble auras surged out from around her body. This aura made Zhao Xingyan unable to help but fall to his knees completely.
Even his soul trembled subconsciously.
"How can a monster, a ghost, such a despicable creature be compared with me?" The girl raised her head slightly and looked at the darkness beyond the Yueling remnant, "My father lives in the Zhaoming Mountains on the bank of the East China Sea, and his bloodline is extremely noble.
It’s…”
boom!
A shocking thunder pillar came from the void, struck directly in front of the girl, and covered up all the words in her mouth.
The girl looked at the gradually dissipating thunder, the sadness in her eyes became more intense, and she murmured: "That's all."
Quiet.
A chilling silence.
Zhao Xingyan tremblingly picked up the wine gourd beside him and took a big gulp of old liquor. His face was still extremely pale and he said, "What should I do now?"
The girl's mood seemed to be much lowered, and all the magical aura around her disappeared. She whispered: "Take me away from the remnants of the Moon Spirit that is about to be destroyed."
"You are so terrifying, like a goddess descended from heaven, that you want me, a mortal, to 'take' you away?" After a few sips of strong wine, Zhao Xingyan felt a little more courageous inexplicably.
"After I leave the Moon Spirit Remnant Realm, my true spiritual memory will be sealed by the remaining power of this realm, no different from a mortal like you." The girl lowered her gaze, hiding all the real emotions in it.
Zhao Xingyan stood up against the hard, wet soil on the ground and said, "You mean, you will always follow me after we go out?"
The girl nodded and said: "Until I have been out of the country for sixteen years."
"Then what's your name?" Zhao Xingyan took another sip of strong wine to calm down.
"nameless."
Zhao Xingyan was moved when he heard this and said, "Since you are going to follow me for sixteen years after leaving the country, how about I give you a name?"
The girl looked up at him and said softly: "Are you worthy?"
Zhao Xingyan has met countless girls over the years. Although he has never dealt with girls aged seven or eight, he has a general understanding of their temperament through this period of contact. He then smiled and said: "But you lost all your memories after leaving the country.
, why should I support you for sixteen years, and what benefits can you give me?"
But Zhao Xingyan never thought that although this girl appeared to be only seven or eight years old, she had spent more than 80,000 years of extreme loneliness in the Yueling Remnant Realm. The depth of her state of mind was beyond his imagination.
"In these sixteen years, I am no different from an ordinary person," the girl said softly, "but you are the creature who entered the moon spirit remnant realm to lead me out. If during this period of time, because of you, I
If you die between heaven and earth, your true spirit will be imprisoned by the remaining power of the residual realm, torturing a Yuanhui, and then your true spirit will be crushed, causing you to dissipate and be annihilated in nothingness forever."
"What is a Yuanhui?" Zhao Xingyan looked confused.
The girl glanced at him and said, "One Yuanhui means, one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred years."
The remnants of the Moon Spirit gradually began to tremble.
At the same time, the girl's cold eyes gradually lost their luster, and her pupils seemed to be covered with a veil.
"What's your last name?"
Zhao Xingyan was still staring at the light door in a daze, when a crisp voice came to his ears.
Turning around, he saw that the girl had her eyes slightly closed and was talking to her.
"Zhao."
The girl nodded slightly, her eyes still closed. As her snow-white skirt danced lightly, she directly rolled up Zhao Xingyan, and the two of them flew towards the black and white light door one after the other.
As the Yueling Remnant Realm completely collapsed, Zhao Xingyan vaguely heard the last words the girl said before she lost her memory in a trance.
"Then for these sixteen years, I will be called Zhao Yinyue."