The divine beast recognized its master, and the dragon girl, destined to kill him, went to the spiri

The sweet aroma of roasted sweet potatoes wafted in the air from afar, mixed with the scorched aroma of burning pine branches. In a trance, I couldn't tell whether it was a phantom deep in my memory or an illusion given by fate.

Ye Wanqing felt as if she was in another world. All the memories in her mind disappeared, leaving only the most beautiful memories of her childhood in the temple. Everything seemed to have returned to the beginning.

A pear blossom fell from the tree and landed right on Di Sizhen's shoulder. Ye Wanqing raised her hand to touch the petals that fell on her shoulder. The soft touch from her fingertips was so real that it made her eyes hot.

After a moment, Ye Wanqing finally came to her senses and chuckled, "When you are punished by your uncle, you won't think so anymore."

"Look at you, don't you still exist? My master loves you the most. He won't punish me for your sake. I'm not afraid. Okay, senior sister, let's go. Xiao Nanqiao and Zhijiao have prepared many things to celebrate your birthday."

"My birthday?"

Di Siheng looked strange, "Senior Sister, it seems that you have really become stupid from practicing. You even forgot your own birthday. Let's go."

"Senior Sister, you're late. You have to drink one glass of wine as punishment. No, you have to drink three glasses of wine as punishment."

"Brother Zhijiao, please don't bully me, because I'm afraid that in the end, you'll be the first to fall down, and the three of us will have to take turns carrying you home."

"Hahahaha... you hit the nail on the head, little Nanqiao, you're still so good at talking. Sister Azhen likes you."

Looking at Ye Wanqing who was trapped in the illusion, two figures, a man and a woman, appeared in spirit form and watched silently.

The man was handsome and evil, with eyebrows slanting down into his temples. He exuded a dangerous and charming aura. There were dark patterns embroidered under his black robe, and his laziness revealed a sharp edge.

The woman's three thousand strands of hair were casually tied up, with a few strands hanging down on her shoulders. Her skin was whiter than snow, her eyebrows were as dark as distant ink, and her eyes were like autumn water, just like the softest moonlight in spring, her beauty was captivating and breathtaking.

The two of them standing side by side are a perfect match.

"Madam, would you like to lend a hand to your daughter?"

The woman looked at Ye Wanqing, the gentleness in her eyes seemed to overflow, but after hearing the man's words, she was forced to give up some of her attention to him.

"Are you asking me? I don't know who it was that nearly blew up the Demon God Temple yesterday because he was worried about his daughter."

The man's eyes flickered slightly, and he chuckled, "Nothing can escape the madam's eyes."

The woman ignored the man's teasing and walked forward slowly. The divine power in her hands fluctuated and flowed. The power that did not belong to this three realms quietly filled the surroundings. Looking at Ye Wanqing, the light in her eyes gradually sparkled.

"Daughter, although this is your fate, your parents will always be by your side. If that moment really comes, they will definitely protect you."

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The inner courtyard with green tiles and white walls glowed softly under the warm sun, the bells on the eaves tinkled, and pear blossoms drifted down throughout the hall, seemingly driving the surrounding spiritual energy.

The familiar bamboo forest rustled. After a few days of comfort, Ye Wanqing suddenly came to her senses, as if she had been awakened or gained some strength.

Dreams will eventually end.

At this time, Di Sizhen came from not far away, tiptoed in front of her, the pink ribbon hanging in her hair swayed gently with her movements, and the look in her eyes was particularly excited and happy.

"Senior Sister! Look, my spiritual cultivation level has improved. Shouldn't you reward me? I think the roasted spiritual chicken yesterday was good. Senior Sister, please reward me again."

Looking at the smiling junior sister in front of her, Ye Wanqing felt as if a feather had gently brushed against her heart. All her hesitation and strangeness turned into a gentle touch. She raised her hand and tucked Di Sizhen's scattered hair behind her ears.

The sweet jasmine scent from the girl's hair still lingered on her fingertips. The smile on the corner of her lips seemed gentle, yet bitter. Ye Wanqing's fair and slender hand gently stroked Di Sizhen's cheek, her eyes full of reluctance.

"Ah Zhen, I haven't found you for so long, do you blame me?"

Di Sizhen looked strange, "Senior Sister, what are you talking about? I don't understand. But no matter what, Ah Zhen will always stand by you. Wherever you are, Ah Zhen will be there. Ah Zhen will always be by your side."

The corners of Ye Wanqing's lips gradually curled up, and the hand that had been caressing her cheek quietly dropped, a hint of bitterness flickering in her eyes. "That's great, but it's a pity that you're not her after all."

Ye Wanqing lightly touched the woman's forehead with his fingertips and poured his divine power into it. In an instant, the originally dreamy void shattered and fell into darkness again.

The masked man was obviously hit back. A look of surprise and shock crossed his face. He chuckled as he thought of something.

"Heh~ I see Dragon Girl is enjoying the illusion I created. Why are you suddenly so confused that you want to break this beautiful dream I created just for you?"

She could also feel that the Destined Dragon Girl in front of her was not only intact in the illusion she created, but her spiritual cultivation and mental strength had even improved a lot, and the aura on her body had become unfathomable.

Not to mention the masked man, even Ye Wanqing herself was a little stunned. In fact, the illusion created by the masked man in front of her was indeed powerful, and it really made her lose herself for a short time.

It was a memory without pain, a return to the very beginning, and also the most beautiful memory hidden deep in her heart.

It was so beautiful that she wanted to indulge in it, unaware of the past, confused about right and wrong, and just wanted to sink into a dream.

But it seemed that in the dark, or when she was dreaming, her consciousness gradually became clear, and she also gained unprecedented strength. In a trance, Ye Wanqing only saw two figures, the man was handsome and evil, and the woman was gentle and charming.

She didn't know him, but she instinctively wanted to get close to him.

Ye Wanqing came to her senses. At this moment, a few strands of hair were hanging down from the end of her hair, but her cold temperament could not be concealed. The eyes she looked at the masked man were as deep and unfathomable as a cold pond. She did not respond directly to the masked man's words, and her tone was cold and icy.

"There is still a third level, but if you try to play tricks, I don't mind destroying you early."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold and murderous light reached the masked man's neck in an instant.

Faced with the imminent threat of death, the masked man seemed unaware of it, and the corners of his lips hidden under the mask gradually curled up.

"Hehe~ I think you have misunderstood, Lady Dragon. Right now, I have the upper hand and cannot uncover the plans of the outer demons of the Heavenly Realm. You dare not give up the Yu Family so easily, right?"

"Besides... hehe~ If I'm not mistaken, the Yu family's century-old artifact, the Frost Soul Heart-Protecting Bell, has already recognized you as its master. The future of the Yu family is also closely tied to you, Lady Dragon Girl. So, Lady Dragon Girl, do you want to destroy the Three Realms?"

As if sensing Ye Wanqing's increasingly dark expression, the masked man raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "But Lady Dragon Girl, there's no need to rush. The third stage will naturally begin."

"Then the next battle will be between you and me."