People are singing in the tide, but there is no crown

Ling An couldn't imagine how much of the dark side of human nature Chang Li, who was a man of many talents and tactics in the political arena, had seen.

However, she was able to speak such pure words without any impurities at this moment.

Or has everything been going smoothly for her over the years, which is why she can have such a simple relationship.

Ling An was unsure, he just said helplessly: "It's a pity, this trendy girl is like a piece of wood."

Hearing this, Chang Li smiled brightly: "She is not like a piece of wood. On the contrary, I think she understands everything, but she is just a different person."

Changli looked at Ling An with burning eyes.

Ling An felt a little guilty when she looked at him.

Yeah, Chaomei just doesn’t take the initiative towards other people.

For him...it's almost like putting a collar on him.

"If I could go back to the past, Chang Li would definitely say something to Master..."

"What?"

"Remember to get a cat... or a residual elephant, maybe she would have stayed."

"puff--"

Ling An almost couldn't hold it in. It turns out you are so good at telling jokes.

Changli laughed out loud and walked towards Chaomei who had finished analyzing the phantom.

"Have you found anything?" Chang Li asked softly.

Chaomei nodded and stretched out her hand.

The hazy turbulence of time converged and formed a golden vortex entrance in front of him.

Ling An looked at it curiously: "This is..."

Before Chao Mei could answer, a voice suddenly came from the side: "Haha, the mirage has opened!"

More than a dozen craftsmen from the Canxing Society suddenly rushed out and pounced towards the entrance to the mirage.

"Canxing Society! It's you!" Chaomei said sternly.

"I believe you all know that the ability of [Jiao] to manipulate time in his heyday is in this mirage. Let's go there first, haha!" As they were speaking, several craftsmen from the Canxing Society had already approached the entrance to the mirage.

Ling An's eyes flashed, and in an instant he recovered his true form of the Half-Step Ming style of the Crownless One.

Reach out and grab it.

The sky and the earth roared. More than a dozen craftsmen from the Canxing Society who had not yet entered the mirage were pinned to the ground in the blink of an eye, unable to move.

It was only a moment, but relying on the pre-transformation of Ling An, several craftsmen seized the opportunity and rushed in.

"Don't worry about them. The Yegui Army has arrived and the entrance to the mirage is open. Let's go!" Changli said anxiously.

Ling An and Chao Mei looked at each other and headed towards the entrance of the mirage.

Ling An stepped into the mirage and suddenly felt the world changing.

The cold snowy landscape spread out before him.

Around me, Chaomei and Changli had already disappeared. It seemed that everyone was randomly teleported away when entering the mirage.

Ling An was not in a hurry. He believed in Changli's wisdom and Chaomei's strength.

Of course, he is more confident about himself.

Standing there and feeling it quietly, Ling An roughly understood the special features of this mirage.

This place is like a fantasy, and is affected by the turbulence of time, but it is more real.

"interesting."

Ling An felt something strange in front of him and did not change back into cat form.

The mirage is full of dangers, so it is easier to deal with it in real form.

He walked towards the strange place, and a girl with bandages and burn marks all over her clothes appeared in front of him.

"Don't come over here!" The girl was extremely shocked the first moment she saw Ling An.

I just felt that the aura of the other party was completely unmatched.

This was an extremely terrifying aftermath of an elephant, and she was no match for it at all.

Ling An stood there, looking at the girl silently.

An inexplicable sense of déjà vu arises spontaneously.

The girl's hair color is exactly the same as Changli's, and even her hairstyle seems to be a smaller version.

Ling An squatted down with interest and asked the girl, "What's your name?"

The girl was startled and stepped back: "A talking...remnant elephant?"

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you." Ling An stretched out his hand towards the girl.

His real body was already taller than the average person, and even when he squatted down, he was still much taller than the girl.

He waited quietly for the girl's reply.

"You, why don't you kill me?" The girl stopped where she was and looked at Ling An in confusion.

"Why should I kill you?"

"The remaining elephants are all bad... They rushed into the village and killed everyone..."

The girl pursed her lips and stared straight at Ling An.

Even though the gap in strength between them was like an insurmountable chasm, she still looked at Ling An steadily, no longer retreating.

Ling An glanced at himself and said gently to the girl, "Those are bad elephants. I am different from them."

"I don't believe it." The girl shook her head.

As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen ferocious elephants suddenly rushed out from the snow not far away and pounced towards this place.

The girl looked around and found herself surrounded.

She gritted her teeth, lit a flame on her palm, and shot it towards Ling An viciously.

Under the girl's tender hands, the red flame flew as fast as an arrow and landed on Ling An's body.

It was extinguished in an instant in the girl's expectant gaze.

Seeing this, she looked ashen and closed her eyes, and the sound of the whistling of the residual elephant came to her ears.

The next second, she felt a huge vibration.

The whistling afterimages all faded away into the distance.

She thought she was going to die, and her eyes slowly opened a crack.

What came into view was a majestic and tall figure.

The figure stood in front of her, as solid as a mountain.

A mountain that will never fall.

At this moment, the mountain lowered a little and whispered to her, "This is not how you use fire."

The girl's eyes finally opened completely, taking in Ling An's squatting figure.

The ferocious images that were just before his eyes had long since disappeared without a trace.

All that remained was the clear sky and earth, and this seemingly extremely powerful afterimage.

She pursed her lips and held her right hand on her wrist, as if in pain: "Why?"

"I said, I'm not an ordinary afterimage. You look very much like an old friend of mine, so I came to your rescue." Ling An said calmly.

The girl was silent for a moment before she finally said, "You didn't kill me. I believe you."

"That's right, do you know Changli?" Ling An asked casually.

"Who is Changli?" The girl murmured the name.

"Nothing, it's just that she looks a lot like you."

Now that he was closer, Ling An took another look at the girl's figure and appearance.

She was not tall, with dust on her round cheeks and her tattered clothes full of burn holes.

It's quite cute.

Apart from his "penniless" figure, there is a hint of Chang Li everywhere.

There was no answer, so Ling An simply stopped caring and asked, "Where is this? Why are you here?"

"This is my village. After being attacked by the remnant elephants, no one else is here except me." The girl said word by word.

There was bitterness and hatred in her tone.

Hearing this, Ling An looked around.

This mirage was affected by the turbulence of time, and the girl who appeared inexplicably and looked like Chang Li...

Could it be that the adult Changli was retraced?

Thinking of this, he looked at the girl in front of him and said, "I don't know the way, can you take me with you?"

The girl hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded and said, "Okay."

"Well, I don't know your name either, how about I give you a name that's easier to call you?"

"You just saved me. I'll do whatever you say." The girl nodded slightly.

"Very good, then you can just call me Short Li for now, how about that?"