Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

Nan Xiang closed her eyes tightly, and an ice-blue snowflake mark appeared on her forehead, exuding a sacred and powerful aura.

In her sea of ​​consciousness, the solid seal of memory was trembling violently, and countless dusty images and powers were like a bursting dam, impacting her soul.

In the lake of her heart, the power that belongs to her origin and far exceeds the limits of this small world is gathering madly, like a sleeping dragon awakening, letting out a deafening roar.

"Click——"

It was as if something was completely broken!

Seal, lift!

The ice-blue light around her gradually converged and finally completely merged into her body.

Nan Xiang slowly opened her eyes, and in those cold, almond-shaped eyes, there was a hint of understanding and a clear smile as if she could see through the world.

"Master! Master! Wahhhh! How did the seal on your memory get lifted?!"

In the system space, Chunjuan, who was finally able to get in touch with his master again, cried out in excitement, and the white fluffy ball exploded into a ball.

[It's so solid! How could it break in this little world, in the heroine's first secret realm? What the hell is wrong with you, Fatty?!]

Its little system head was filled with big question marks, which it really couldn't understand.

Since the end of the second small world, the master has upgraded the strength of the seal through special training from the Lord God. This seal has accompanied them through fourteen small worlds safely!

Except for the ninth world where it accidentally bumped into the owner's parents and caused temporary failure, it has always been very stable.

Nan Xiang also used her spiritual sense to sense the situation inside her body, and she was indeed a little confused.

Logically speaking, the seal she set for herself would not be easily lifted unless she encountered great stimulation or external force of the same level.

But she soon discovered the reason.

The moment the seal on her memory was lifted, her original power, which had been blocked for a long time, produced a strange resonance in this small world for the first time.

It was as if there was something in this world that resonated with her origin, and it was this resonance that became the last straw that broke the seal.

This caused her original power, which she had been using less and less in this small world and had to be extremely conserved, to recover a little bit, and it seemed... it could also regenerate slowly?

She used her divine consciousness to rub the frizzy spring rolls in the system space, as a way of comforting them:

"Don't be impatient, maybe it's just a coincidence."

At the same time, she quietly activated the restored original power, carefully sensing the source of the resonance just now.

Her spiritual consciousness spread across the starry sky palace like invisible tentacles, and soon she sensed an extremely weak, yet extremely familiar and intimate power fluctuation somewhere.

That is……!

She was just about to probe her spiritual consciousness into the source of that power for a closer look, but unexpectedly, another, more vast and ancient star power wrapped in that familiar power actually followed her original perception and gently came back to her!

Nan Xiang was slightly startled and immediately withdrew his consciousness and cut off the connection.

? !

That familiar power just now... there was no doubt about it, it was the breath of her mother!

But what is strange is why only the power of the mother remains?

With her father's terrifying and perverted possessiveness, how could it be that wherever her mother stayed, there would not be a mark of his domineering and powerful power to show his sovereignty?

Nan Xiang's eyes flickered slightly, and she, being extremely clever, immediately figured out the cause and effect.

This small world of cultivating immortals must be one of the worlds that my mother experienced when she was doing a quick-travel mission in her early years.

So, only the power of my mother remains here. And if I don't have the power of my father...

The power of the stars... May the Star Lord...

Nan Xiang's lips curled up into a knowing and playful smile.

She remembered that her mother seemed to have mentioned occasionally that during a period of her mission, she met a friend who was extremely talented and used the stars to prove his way. He was like a brother and a father to her. His friend's name was Xingyao. He made her jealous father secretly jealous for a long time, but for some reason he could do nothing about the other person.

It seems that this Venerable Wish Star is the "Uncle Xingyao" mentioned by my mother.

It’s a pity that she has never seen the real person.

After sorting out this relationship, Nan Xiang made up her mind. She looked up into the void and spoke in a clear voice:

"Venerable Yuanxing, since you have been discovered, why don't you show yourself?"

The starry sky was silent for a moment.

Then, a cold, yet strangely gentle male voice rang out softly, carrying a subtle hint of surprise and inquiry:

"Xiao Yi?"

The voice paused, as if sensing something carefully, and then denied it.

"No, you're not her."

Not far in front of Nan Xiang, the starlight gathered as if summoned, condensing into a tall and slender figure.

He was a man dressed in a white and gold star robe. He had an extremely handsome appearance, one could even describe him as beautiful, but he didn't look feminine at all.

His skin was white and almost transparent, his eyebrows and eyes were delicate and picturesque, and his pupils were pure gold, as if containing the birth and death of billions of stars, deep and vast. At this moment, he was looking at Nan Xiang, with a trance as if he was reminiscing about an old friend through her.

In his hand he held a white and green jade flute. The flute was warm and surrounded by a pure white, gentle yet violent and vibrant power.

The power that Nan Xiang had just sensed, belonging to her mother Nan Yi, came from this jade flute.

She has two original powers, one ice-blue one comes from her jealous father, and the other pure white one comes from her mother.

Chaos and vitality.

Unknown and hope.

She inherited it perfectly.

The man looked at her, seeing her facial features vaguely similar to those of his old friend, as well as her more unique aura of soul. A gentle and reassured smile slowly appeared on his face, and his tone was filled with emotion and kindness:

"You are Xiaoyi's daughter, right?"

He recognized that this was the daughter of Nan Yi and Yu Junci, but he selectively wanted to mention only Nan Yi's name.

It’s better not to mention that domineering guy.