The ancient martial arts master traveled through time

His consciousness gradually faded, and he was powerless to break free, letting the river water drown him. He hadn't even expressed his love to his little girl yet, and now he was sleeping here forever! How unwilling he was.

Just as he thought he was doomed, a beam of light suddenly appeared, swimming towards him. He looked closely and saw that the figure of the person approaching him was exactly the same as his little girl. Was this his little girl? He began to struggle, fighting the whirlpool. Finally, Ruan Xiaojiu swam to his side and grabbed his sinking body.

Strangely enough, Ruan Xiaojiu did not feel any restraint in the Forgetful River and could move back and forth freely. Only Di Jingchen seemed to be pulled down by many ghosts.

Ruan Xiaojiu held onto Di Jingchen and swam towards the surface of the water. Wherever they passed, there were evil spirits blocking their way, but they were all driven back by the princess's aura in Ruan Xiaojiu's body. With Ruan Xiaojiu's help, the two quickly surfaced.

Di Jingchen coughed violently, trying to spit out the water that had been poured into his stomach. Ruan Xiaojiu sat beside him, looking disheveled and panting from exhaustion.

"What are you doing? How could you fall into the river? Do you know how dangerous it is down there? If I hadn't arrived in time... I..." Before he could finish his words, Di Jingchen hugged him tightly.

Ruan Xiaojiu was suddenly hugged, and no matter how angry she was, she subsided a little. She raised her hands and hugged Di Jingchen back, arched her head, and sniffed the soul fragrance emanating from his soul. She then reached out and touched his waist twice.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault. I made you worry." Di Jingchen recalled the fragments of memory. The love he had for Ruan Xiaojiu at the bottom of the river just now was gone. He felt a little guilty. He didn't know whether it was an illusion of his near-death experience, a dream or something that really happened. At this moment, he felt very conflicted.

What would he do if Ruan Xiaojiu was the real little girl from his past? Now both he and she had been reincarnated into the human world and forgotten everything. Moreover, his memories of love had been destroyed, and the longing he had felt back then was gone.

Was it the real past or his own illusion? He was confused. He let go of Ruan Xiaojiu and looked at her with a evasive look. He didn't know how to face her now.

Ruan Xiaojiu did something bad, and cautiously looked up at Di Jingchen's expression. Seeing that he was not angry or repulsed, he cried out in his heart, it seems that saving his life this time has made him much more obedient. Well, it's good enough as long as he knows how to be grateful, Ruan Xiaojiu thought to himself.

The two stood up and looked at the Forgetful River. The river surface had returned to calm and the small boat was still parked on the shore, as if the scene just now had never happened. If Di Jingchen had not experienced it personally, he would have thought that everything that had just happened might have been a dream.

This time, Ruan Xiaojiu got on the boat first, and Di Jingchen followed after a pause. The boat floated automatically without a sail to the other side of the river. This time there was no incident in between and they arrived safely.

The two of them got off the boat. Ruan Xiaojiu looked ahead, where the mist was swirling. She pointed and said, "That's Hell Valley, and deep inside there are Hell Flowers."

Di Jingchen looked at Ruan Xiaojiu, his eyes filled with unknown emotions. He only had that fragmented memory, and he had no idea what his and Ruan Xiaojiu's identities were at that time. So, now he could only let things take their course and take things one step at a time.

Looking in the direction Ruan Xiaojiu pointed, there was fog everywhere, and there was indeed a terrifying atmosphere that made people feel very uncomfortable.

However, no matter how dangerous the road ahead is, the two must face it, because their purpose is to pick the hell flower in the depths of Hell Valley.