Reborn as a girl, I will live forever in the world of immortality

The icy river water was as cold as a bone, but Song Yu walked towards the depths regardless.

She walked deeper and deeper, her head quickly getting lower and lower in the water. Then she stepped on empty air and fell into the depths.

"put!"

Another round of arrow rain came and shot towards the river surface, but this time the accuracy was much worse. The arrows fell sparsely into the water, and it was unclear whether they hit the blood-shadow woman or not.

"Boss, I told you she was one of those wronged souls who came to take her life. Look, she fulfilled her wish and went back to the river."

"That's right, boss, are we going to the river later? The river is obviously the home of the female ghost. If we provoke her again..."

"Boss, this whole thing is so weird. I don't dare go there anymore. Why don't you find another brother?"

Others also echoed the sentiment, saying that they didn't want to go to the river again.

The leader also sighed. Now that the prefect was dead, he was the general defending the city. He couldn't produce any evidence, and he probably had no time to show for his official position. However, he didn't dare to go to the river to look for it again.

After much thought, he finally decided that his life was more important, and sighed, "Let's pack up and go back."

The sound of horse hooves rang out and gradually faded away.

At this time, the sun was about to set, and the blood-red setting sun shone on the river surface, dyeing the Songlu River a layer of red.

There is often wind on the river, but at this time there was an obvious ripple, which did not seem to be caused by the wind.

In the river, Song Yu first felt a chill, and slowly the chill began to extend from the outside to her inside. She shivered and wanted to struggle, but a voice sounded at this time.

【Stop.】

[In a moment, you will find warmth and peace.]

The voice seemed to have a magical power. Her hands moved and the intensity of her struggle slowed down. Sure enough, after a while, she felt a warmth coming over her. The icy river water on all sides suddenly became warm.

【Right, that is it. 】

【Relax and leave it to me. 】

Song Yu's consciousness has become a little blurred

"Who are you."

【I am...】

Song Yu didn't hear clearly what the voice said in the second half of the sentence, because the temperature of the water in all directions was rising higher and higher, and at this moment it became like boiling water.

She felt very hot and began to tear her clothes off uncontrollably. After tearing for a while, she could no longer even feel the burning sensation.

"That's fine, that's fine."

In a trance, she seemed to hear some sound.

"Hey, trouble."

"Hiss."

"Qing'er, you can't eat this."

"........."

He Ling looked at Song Yu, whose body was still pierced by several arrows and whose clothes were in tatters, and a trace of memory flashed in his eyes.

In the end, she couldn't convince herself that the golden sword talisman had He Ling's aura on it, so it was easy to find. However, the development of things was far beyond He Ling's expectations. At that time, Song Yu's fierce look made He Ling think that she had seen the wrong person.

Afterwards, watching her walk into the river step by step, He Ling finally softened her heart.

She looked at the wet Song Yu, pulling out the arrows from her back one by one, "Qing'er, this is called asking for trouble."

The little green snake looked at the two of them in confusion, not knowing for a moment whether the master was talking about itself or the person lying on the ground.

He took out a small copper furnace, released a trace of magic power, and an orange-red flame ignited in the copper furnace, and the temperature in the boat immediately became warm.

At this moment, Song Yu's clothes had been torn to tatters by her. It was no exaggeration to say that he was naked. Moreover, there was too much blood on them, and even the river water could not wash away the blood stains.

Picking up a quilt, He Ling stood up and started to unbutton Song Yu's clothes. He Ling had lived as a woman for decades and thought she was used to this scene, but later, a blush appeared on her cheeks.

"Cough cough." He pretended to cough twice, then quickly stripped Song Yu naked and stuffed him into the quilt.

As for the wound on her back, He Ling also fed her a healing pill. For a mortal, it was a serious injury, but for a cultivator, this degree of injury could only be considered a minor injury.

Night has fallen, but there is no moon tonight. A wisp of dark clouds makes the sky a little dark, and soon it starts to rain heavily.

He Ling was still sitting at the bow. Although there was nothing to block the rain, not a single drop fell on her. Looking closely, she discovered that a transparent wall seemed to have risen in the sky above the bow. The raindrops fell in the air and flowed down along the side.

After taking a sip of hot tea, He Ling's eyes were a little dull. She didn't know why she saved Song Yu. As she had said before, their only relationship was that he felt sorry for her at the time, and they also agreed that they would never see each other again in this life.

Song Yu has now avenged her great hatred, and whatever she does is her own choice. Why should I interfere with her?

For...my own kindness?

"Pfft." He Ling couldn't help laughing, "Hypocrisy."

Or do you simply want Song Yu to survive?

"Haha." She laughed again, "Arrogant."

She suddenly felt a little tired, so she lay down on the cabin and looked at the dark rain.

She knew the answer in her heart, but she just didn't want to admit it.

She was longing for something that was destined to be lost.

"Hiss?"

"Nothing, Qing'er, I'm just... a little tired."

There were a few coughs in the cabin, and Song Yu opened his eyes with some difficulty.

Her back was burning with pain, and the air she breathed in her nose seemed to be spiked with chili powder, sending a wave of pain through her lungs with every breath.

He managed to prop up half of his body and looked at the familiar ceiling. "Am I saved by the fairy again?"

Looking up at the cabin, I saw a figure in white.

"Fairy...sir?"

"it's me."

"I suddenly feel that it would be a big loss for Bai to help you."

The figure in white picked up the object in his hand and shook it. It was a sword. "Your family heirloom sword belongs to me."

Song Yu looked a little sick at this moment. She smiled weakly and said, "If you want it, take it."

"He Ling."

Song Yu was a little confused, "What?"

"my name."

After a pause, the voice of the figure in white came again, "Don't forget."

Song Yu smiled and nodded with all his strength, "Yeah!"

The figure in white stood up. The heavy rain outside just stopped at this moment. The dark clouds dispersed and a ray of moonlight shone down.

It just happened to shine on He Ling's face as she turned around.

Song Yu's breath stopped, the beauty before him seemed breathtaking.

"I've taken your things, so I'll give you this too." The figure in white waved his hand, and a sandalwood box flew towards Song Yu.

The lid opened automatically, revealing a date with half of its side turned red.

"Hopefully, we'll have a chance to meet again."