When the beauty of cultivation enters the infinite live broadcast

At night, there was a strong wind and heavy rain poured down on the tiles, making a noise that was covered by the whistling wind.

Lian Wu stood in front of the house holding an oil-paper umbrella. The wind blew the raindrops sideways, but did not wet the corners of Lian Wu's clothes at all.

My strength has recovered a lot compared to when I first entered the Amnesia. Although it is far from the peak period, some recovery is naturally a good thing.

It seems like I haven’t fought for a long time, and I feel like stretching my arms and legs.

Lian Wu pursed her lips and stood there, letting the strong wind blow across her cheeks. She didn't know how long she stood there before finally going back to her room to rest.

I like the rainy season because rain brings life to all things. Every time it rains, the secret realm is always filled with laughter.

Because it is very cold there and is covered with heavy snow all year round, every time it rains, some of the ice and snow will melt, and you can always see warm sunshine after the rain.

Zhou Yixi was taken away by Jiu Ling because they were the only two female players in this dungeon and it would be more convenient for them to live together.

Moreover, Jiu Ling still had to confirm some things in person. These things could not be exposed in front of the audience or to other teammates.

It is important, very important. It is related to the reason why she entered into amnesia and the guidance from some mysterious source.

Late at night, the live broadcast room was dark. Jiu Ling quietly used a prop that could block the live broadcast. The small number of viewers in the live broadcast room did not notice the black screen in front of them, which was actually blocked.

A crystal chandelier was placed on the table. Zhou Yixi's face looked more three-dimensional in such an environment, and the shadow cast by her eyelashes did not cover her pair of dark brown eyes at all.

Rich brown normally looks like black, and only when it is illuminated by this kind of light can the brown shadow be seen.

The Jiuling's mask looked even weirder the closer he looked, but those eyes didn't make others feel a trace of fear when they looked at them.

She stretched out her slender hands and took off the mask that she had never taken off in front of the audience.

Zhou Yixi's pupils dilated instantly, her eyebrows slightly raised, and her face was full of disbelief.

She subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch Jiu Ling's face. Jiu Ling did not dodge and let the other's slightly rough fingers touch her fair face.

"How can it be...exactly the same."

Zhou Yixi never imagined that the other person would have a face like hers.

She remembered clearly that she was an only child and had no siblings. Her parents were just two inconspicuous people among billions of people, with no hidden identities or complicated relationships, so it was almost impossible for them to steal genes.

So, why is it that two completely unrelated people have the same face, are both sent to the Amnesia, and even now meet in the same instance.

"I have a guess. I'm not sure, and I can't verify it for now. Just treat it as my random guess."

Perhaps Jiu Ling's guess was too shocking, and Zhou Yixi was a little at a loss for a moment.

The two chose to swallow everything they saw and heard tonight, and let it become a secret between them.

In the early morning, the rain was still falling, but the rain was not heavy. The Lin family servant had just opened the door and was about to clean up the dead branches and debris in front of the door that were washed by the rain or knocked down from the trees, when Feng Ling came over with an oil-paper umbrella.

The servants had received orders first. If they saw the third son of the Feng family coming, they didn't need to report it and could just let him in.

Lian Wu was in a good mood. When Feng Ling saw him, he still had a smile on his face, and it felt like ice and snow were beginning to melt.

"The Minister of War may have a backup plan. He talked to Feng Xu last night. He has always known that Feng Xu has a mistress in his house."

Feng Ling eavesdropped in the rain last night and was soaked to the skin before he heard a little bit of news.

He had been complaining to 002 for a long time. There wasn't even a raincoat in the huge system mall. The reason was that the manufacturer was out of stock...

"The Minister of War asked Feng Xu to keep the woman stable for the time being and prevent any mishaps in the marriage. Apparently, he didn't know the woman was the Third Princess and actually thought Feng Xu could influence her decision."

The tip of Feng Ling's nose was red, and his voice was a little muffled when he spoke. It seemed that he had caught a cold from last night's heavy rain.

However, Feng Ling didn't care much about it. After all, the rainstorm was caused by the props he used, and getting wet was somewhat his own fault.

"Wait a moment, I'm going to go out for a while."

Lian Wu noticed Feng Ling's condition. After Lian Wu left the room, he called a servant over and asked him to go to the kitchen and ask someone to make a bowl of ginger soup and bring it over later.

Afraid that Feng Ling would find it spicy, he specifically asked someone to put more honey in it.

Lian Wu has always been kind to his servants, so the servant asked:

"Did you catch a cold, sir?"

"No, it's for Feng Ling."

The servant nodded, "The master is so kind to him."

[Personally, I suggest giving me that bowl of ginger soup. I’m not afraid of spicy food and will definitely drink it.]

[Even if we take a step back, couldn't that bowl of ginger soup be a gift for me?]

[The abacus beads fell on my face.]

[I think the upstairs still has its charm.]

[? Woc, bro, you're back?]

[Yeah, I just got back from beating up those bastards in the apocalypse survival game.]

[I think I know who Feng Yun You Cun is...]

[There's only one A-ranked apocalypse survival book out there these days, so it's hard not to know about it.]

After giving instructions to the servants, Lian Wu pretended nothing had happened and went back to the house.

The discussion continued. Hua Meng drew several relationship chains on paper with the Feng family as the center, among which the Zheng family, the third princess and Nanhulugou Village were circled.

"The ghost in the painting's side quest is very important. We must complete it as soon as possible in the next few days. The ghost in the painting is a huge variable. He is like a spider lurking in the shadows, looking for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy."

"The enemy...will it be the Minister of War or the Emperor?"

If the ghost in the painting helps the Minister of War to seize power, then the number one enemy will be the emperor, as ghosts can kill people much more easily than humans.

But what if the ghost in the painting is trapped in the painting because of the Minister of War? Does Bai Yan resent being trapped in the painting and unable to reincarnate?

Seeing that the Minister of War's recent health was actually weak inside, Lian Wu guessed that Bai Yan must hate him, but he did not kill the Minister of War directly. He was probably afraid that there were some restrictions on him.

Moreover, there has been no news about the friend who painted. Even if he died, someone should have heard of him. However, in the investigation some time ago, no one ever mentioned such a friend.

"It's not just the ghost in the painting. The Third Princess is no simple character either. We've almost completely uncovered the arson incident from a few days ago. The Third Princess is also investigating it herself. It seems someone is warning her. Perhaps her plan threatens the other party's interests."

Lian Wu lowered her eyes and recalled what happened in the palace at that time.

He was closest to the Yongjue Palace at the time and was the first to discover the fire.

He remembered that there were almost no people near Yongjue Palace when the flames first started, and the guards stationed there were within their sight the entire time, so they had no chance to set fire.

Lian Wu had never seen anyone enter the Yongjue Palace in front of him.

This fire was definitely not caused by someone on a whim. The accelerant must have been placed there beforehand. Someone hiding in the shadows had secretly planned this...