When Bai Yueguang holds the script

Over there, Su Chaya, who has lived in the snow-capped mountains for a long time, is ignorant of human beings and ghosts, and has complicated sophistication, has not yet understood what these two people are playing.

Zhu Zhihan was about to explain, but he heard some noisy footsteps coming from outside the cave.

"...Indeed, I'm sure it's right here."

"There's only one way to get here, that's for sure."

"Don't be cowardly! Junior sister and master have disappeared, and now we are the only ones who can provoke the leader!"

It was Zhu Zhihan's familiar voices from her seniors.

Only then did Zhu Zhihan remember that he had made an agreement with his seniors that if there was no movement within a certain period of time, the seniors would come in to find her again.

Because something went wrong in the middle, I was sucked into that illusion, and I don't know how long it took...

She glanced around.

The demon's headless corpse was still lying there quietly, and there were many warriors of the Luyun clan besides that. The huge jade stone that was originally in the center of the town was gone, replaced by a crack that strengthened the red seal.

The things involved are a bit complicated, and it is not suitable for others to know for the time being.Zhu Zhihan thought for a moment, then asked Luanwu: "Do I want to..."

Luanwu agreed: "Go."

So Zhu Zhihan stopped the seniors before they came in.

"Brother."

Suddenly a person appeared in front of him, the sixth junior brother yelled "ah" and hid behind the crowd.

Wan Mengchen's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he even drew out the knife. Only the elder brother reacted slowly, and he was out of the situation, standing in the same place in a daze.

Seeing who was in front of him, Wan Mengchen put down the knife: "It's Junior Sister... Junior Sister!?"

Wan Mengchen breathed a sigh of relief: "Junior sister, it's good that you have nothing to do, otherwise we really don't know what to do... don't mention this, where is the suzerain?"

"Master is fine."

Zhu Zhihan simply said: "There have been some accidents, but everything has been dealt with."

She stopped in front of the crowd without a trace, and led them outside: "It's too stuffy here, let's go outside to get some air. Master will finish handling the affairs in a while, and will follow."

Wan Mengchen understood: "Yes, it's too boring here, stuffy and dark."

The sixth brother was still a little curious, Zhu Zhihan suddenly said: "Unexpectedly, the sixth brother is afraid of the dark, and also afraid of ghosts."

"Who's scared!?"

This matter is related to his own face, the sixth junior brother can't care about the curiosity that shouldn't be there, and is eager to prove for himself: "I'm just, just..."

The laughter gradually faded away.

……

Zhu Zhihan didn't take much part in what happened afterwards.

Because of the crack leading to the abyss, and the shocking changes before, the secret realm ended early.

Su Chaya sternly demanded to negotiate with the Xianmeng, and there was a message from the evil god Luanwu in the middle, and the gaffe was too serious, Xianmeng had to put this matter on the table.

What happened to the ancestors of the Luyun clan, the grievances they have suffered over the years, and those conspiracies that can be called lowly, under Luanwu's deliberate manipulation, they were announced to the world at once.

Xianmeng is a giant, but the bigger it is, the more it values ​​its own reputation and the so-called 'justice'.

So Xianmeng quarreled over who was the one behind the scenes.But it doesn't matter, they have a full 30 days to fight for a result and decide who will bear the burden.

When those people from Xianmeng were arguing, Luanwu just sat there listening in boredly, with some sarcasm on his brows.

You see, it is such a group of despicable people who trapped a group of gentlemen to death in the wind and snow with a bit of brains and tricks.

If Luanwu hadn't happened to break through this matter, and was willing to waste time and effort to gain time and channels for the Luyun Clan to deliver news, this past event might have been sealed in an unknown corner forever.

However, there is a law of heaven in the dark, and things that have been distorted for more than a hundred years are finally returned to their original positions.

Those stolen things will eventually be returned, accompanied by doubled backlash.

At least now, in the mouths of the monks, the Immortal Alliance is not as innocent as it looks, and even linked to other absurd injustice cases.

Sometimes, the collapse of some behemoths starts from these little things.

"...I will return it sooner or later." Luan Wu murmured.

These are all later stories.

At this time, Zhu Zhihan and his seniors had just returned from the secret realm, and together with other 'victims' of the secret realm, they were properly placed in many large tents by the Luyun Clan.

Luanwu had something to do and left, and the seniors were also called away by the third elder, Zhu Zhihan had nothing to do, and with the slack at the end of the work, a sense of sleepiness surged up.

It was dark outside, so she simply extinguished the candle and lay down on the couch.

Without the prying eyes of monsters that may appear in the secret territory at any time, and without the oppressive feeling brought by the invasion of monsters, I finally slept soundly.

Maybe it's because everything is complicated, even though she can sleep peacefully, she still has a lot of dreams.

What I saw in the dream was very fragmentary, and they were all things she had experienced before. When she was a few years old, she cried because she broke something, and when she was an adult, she put down the alchemy furnace and was called away by someone... There are all kinds of things, illogical .

Luanwu appeared the most.

Zhu Zhihan dreamed that when he first met Luanwu, who was full of flowers and gold, and was not angry and arrogant, Luanwu, who was at a loss because of the thunder, and Luanwu, who had a black face sweeping the fallen leaves of the sect, patiently taught her the knife in the snow Dear Luanwu...

And even not so long ago—

In the boundless snowfield, Luanwu fought against the villains of the Immortal League and the demons all over the sky with his own strength. All the haze was smashed to pieces, and the sky light penetrated through the thick clouds and illuminated the earth.

Only then did Zhu Zhihan realize that he remembered this scene so clearly.

Luanwu's whole body was shrouded in the skylight, but Zhu Zhihan felt that this person was a luminous body that was more dazzling than that day's light.The woman's jet-black hair was blown flying by the strong wind, her red dress was like fire, and she casually glanced back in her direction.

Whether in reality or in a dream, she couldn't help seeing this scene...

Heart beating like a drum.

There are many more scenarios like this.

In the fantasy world, where the Luyun Clan resided hundreds of years ago, as night fell, a warm bonfire was burning in the camp.

Luanwu, a young girl with an immature face, pressed her face full of leaves and stared at her not to be outdone: "Come again!"

Same place, next cycle.

Dao Zun Luanwu caught her who was drunk, and took the bamboo card almost tolerantly: "Okay, I will accompany you."

And in the end, Zhu Zhihan even dreamed of the illusion caused by the black mist, in which Luanwu was a little less upright and a little more unrestrained.

The people in front of her looked at her with extremely gentle eyes, like the deep sea that could drown people, and their knuckle fingers picked up her snow-white hair.

Press a kiss lightly on it.

……

When Zhu Zhihan woke up, the sky was already bright.

She sat up abruptly, panting in shock, her light-colored eyes, which were always cold, seemed to be soaked in water.

those dreams...

In the past, countless things forced her to rush forward, so she had no time to think too much.

Yesterday's dream was like picking up all the things she left behind intentionally or unintentionally.

It has been said that dreams are actually projections of one's own consciousness.

What do those dreams mean?What does it imply?

Could it be that she...

[What's wrong, host?Have a nightmare? 】Miss System was keenly aware of her and cared about her.

I wish Zhihan is like waking up from a big dream.

"Is that a nightmare? It shouldn't be..." She smiled wryly.

In fact, in terms of emotional experience, it is a dream.

But when you really wake up, it is a terrifying and headache.

"It was just a dream," she said.

After getting up and getting out of bed, she poured some cold water to wipe her face to suppress the impetuous air, and she calmed down completely after a while.

Thinking back to what I did just now, I suddenly felt funny.

It's a bit extreme.

What can a dream mean?

In that dream, apart from Luanwu, there were quite a lot of messy things, and besides, it was a collection of things that had happened.

It was because she avoided it like a snake and scorpion and overreacted.

Miss System reminded: [Host, in such a cold place, it is better to use warm water.No matter what is bothering you, your body should come first. 】

Zhu Zhihan came back to his senses, his heart warmed slightly, and he smiled apologetically: "It won't happen in the future, don't worry."

What made her heave a sigh of relief was that Luanwu hadn't come back for a few days because she was busy dealing with matters of the Luyun Clan... Otherwise, she was really afraid that she wouldn't be able to face it calmly.

Although I told myself repeatedly that it was nothing, embarrassment might be there.

In the past few days, because of a thorough investigation, those who had been to the secret realm were not sent back.

Zhu Zhihan had nothing to do, so he went back to his old job and practiced medicine.

Occasionally, I went to find out what the senior brothers were doing, and found that Wan Mengchen was researching a well-known firm in the cultivation world, and the senior brother had already tried to use spiritual soil to grow spiritual plants in flowerpots.

What surprised Zhu Zhihan was the sixth junior brother. He had a good time with the casual cultivators he met on the ice field. .

Thinking of the sixth junior brother who confided his heart to her that day and sadly said that he was just an ordinary person, Zhu Zhihan felt happy for him from the bottom of his heart.

Of course, things are not all smooth sailing.

A certain "old acquaintance" that Zhu Zhihan had almost forgotten caused her some trouble.

She was relaxing outside that day, and someone stopped her—it was the one who was in the next booth with Wan Mengchen, slandered them for selling fake pills, and was finally squeezed by Zhu Zhihan's strength so that she could hardly get along in the trade zone Fat alchemist.

The fat alchemist was still so imposing, surrounded by many followers, but what was different from before was that he stood respectfully beside a shriveled old man with a hunchback.

The old man was dressed in brocade clothes, he had a mean face, his sides were thin and sunken.

"Uncle Master." Fat alchemist called the old man that way, his attitude was almost respectful.

The old man snorted softly, and his tone could not hide his contempt: "Your lineage is really getting better and better! You actually sold it in such a place yourself, and you were compared to others."

As he said that, he shot Zhu Zhihan with eagle eyes, and said contemptuously: "Let's go, little girl, take me to see the person behind you."

Zhu Zhihan smiled, put his hands behind his back, and quietly sent a message to the guards of the Luyun Clan - now she and the master are both guests of the Luyun Clan, Su Chaya will not ignore this matter happened in the Luyun Clan.

"Hearing what your Excellency said, you should be a very powerful alchemist?"

The old man stroked his beard on his chin: "Master Xianmeng Chunhao."

Zhu Zhihan neither humble nor overbearing: "I have admired your name for a long time."

She had indeed heard of this person's name.

Taoist Chun Hao was recruited by the Immortal League...or the alchemist used by the queen, his strength is considered high, but his reputation is not good, the entire circle of alchemists has heard of this person's arrogance.

Alchemists are already an arrogant group, and being unwelcome in such a group because of their arrogance shows how much they have gone too far.

The place where Zhu Zhihan took a walk was not remote, some people watched the fun from a distance, and some people who knew her sneaked away to report to Wan Mengchen and the others.

Zhu Zhihan exchanged pleasantries with Taoist Chunhao again, Taoist Chunhao saw that she was delaying time, and snorted coldly: "Stop being clever."

As he said that, he stretched out a big skinny palm and grabbed at Zhu Zhihan.

Zhu Zhihan couldn't say it well, this person was more difficult to deal with than she imagined.

But she forgot that she still has a Luanwu body protection knife on her body intended to—

"Well!"

Not only did Taoist Chunhao fail to catch her, he was also kicked back and flew out, falling into the snow in embarrassment.

Zhu Zhihan: ...

Fat alchemist: "Uncle!"

Taoist Chunhao hasn't been in such embarrassment and humiliation for a long time: "You... how dare you!"

In fact, if he calms down a little more and takes a closer look, he will find that this kind of sword intent is no stranger to him.

But because of his arrogance, his chest was already filled with anger.

"Okay, okay, the people behind you are quite capable." He smiled coldly, "But so what, I, Taoist Chunhao, have made many friends, so I'm really not afraid of you..."

As he spoke, he grabbed Zhu Zhihan again.

Zhu Zhihan didn't have the saber intent to protect himself this time, but there was no panic on his face.

A trace of doubt flashed in Taoist Chunhao's heart: Not only is this little girl not afraid, but why does she look a little...unspeakable?

Then there is no more.

Some kind of powerful and terrifying power rushed towards him.

In almost a moment, he was smashed into the snow, still kneeling on the ground, standing still in front of Zhu Zhihan.

The corner of Zhu Zhihan's mouth trembled: "... there is no need to perform such a big gift."

Taoist Chunhao has no time to take care of this junior's rudeness.

Because a trembling voice that everyone in the fairy alliance is very familiar with sounded behind him: "What are you not afraid of?"

The author has something to say:

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感谢在2022-04-1722:42:54~2022-04-1903:28:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 忟哥;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 drunk and frivolous;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: 4 bottles were broken;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!