Junior sister, she reached the pinnacle of life by picking up trash

He looked into her eyes, how to describe those eyes?

What floats on the surface is like the calm before the storm, but what is buried deep inside is the raging waves.

"You are not Yan Yun! Who are you?" Yan Hai thought this thought very quickly, the pain of scalp tearing made him even more afraid to death, her eyes stared at him without blinking, as if she wanted to kill him cut alive.

"To shut up."

Yan Yun slapped him backhandedly, and then suddenly laughed when he saw him, "I warn you to be honest, otherwise I don't know what I will do."

Her hands were clenched tightly, and the violent tearing sensation made Yan Hai burst into tears.

He was so terrified by her laughter that he nodded frantically. It was a face he was no longer familiar with, but it made him sweat all over, and he didn't dare to disobey him at all.

Yan Yun let go of his hand and threw him on the ground, then strode into his room.

"what are you doing."

Yan Hai suddenly felt bad, but the pain in his body made him unable to stand up for a while.

She looked back at him, weighed the wooden stick in her hand warningly, told him to shut up for a moment, and looked at her in fear and dissatisfaction.

"boom--"

Yan Hai was terrified to hear the sound of electric appliances being blown and broken by wooden sticks in the room.

Yan Yun looked at the laptop that she had blown up with a stick, which was bought with her scholarship.

When she knew about this, she plucked up the courage to question her parents why they did this, but what she got in return was merciless scolding and Yan Hai's complacency.

Originally, she had no chance to go to high school, but because of her good grades, a school was willing to give her free tuition and a scholarship of 5000 yuan a year. Her parents were jealous of the [-] yuan before letting her go to school.

Through the open door, Yan Hai clearly saw her every move. She looked at the tattered laptop, stepped on it with one foot, and then looked at Yan Hai.

"My good brother, don't you like playing games, why don't you come to play?"

She laughed, although she looked innocent, but in Yan Hai's eyes, she was more terrifying than anything else.

Yan Hai slumped on the ground, shaking his head desperately, "Sister, I really know I was wrong."

"You're right, come and play with me."

She restrained her smile, smashed the glass cabinet expressionlessly, and scattered the glass all over the floor.

The glass shattered, and Yan Hai's heart went cold. He dared to believe that if he didn't go there, Yan Yun would blow his head off.

He endured the pain and walked over tremblingly, "Sister, it's broken and can't be played anymore."

When facing Yan Yun, his legs started to tremble, "Just because I'm your younger brother, let me go."

She raised her head slightly, looked down at his humble begging for mercy, and seemed to see her former self for a moment.

Anger and sadness welled up in her heart, she raised her hand high and swung her stick towards him.

Yan Hai's pupils shrank sharply, his whole body was stiff, and his mind went blank.

"call out--"

The wooden stick swung a gust of wind over his head, smashing the desk lamp on his left with a "bang".

Seeing Yan Hai's pale face and trembling with fright, she couldn't help laughing, threw the wooden stick on the ground, and strode out.

She laughed louder and louder, and the moment she opened the door, she even burst into tears.

She raised her head and looked at the sky with a few stars hanging, tears instantly slid down her cheeks and sank into her neck.

She knew it was all fake.

The kind and kind uncle is fake, and the just and warm policeman is also fake
She knew from the beginning that this was just a dream she had made for herself, a dream of trying to reconcile with the past.

"You are very smart."

In an instant, the whole world shattered like paper being crushed by a shredder.

In the void, she was suspended, surrounded by fragments of memories, reminding her of everything she had experienced in the past.

"Since when did you know it was a dream? Don't you want to just continue like this and change everything."

It was a lazy masculine voice. He seemed a little unexpected that she would come out so quickly, "You have so much in the world of cultivating immortals and learned so much. As long as you use a little bit, you can change everything back then. Get back on track and end this tragedy."

Yan Yun looked at himself crying because of all kinds of sufferings among the fragments, and couldn't help reaching out his hand to touch.

After her fingers penetrated into the fragments, she came to her senses again, and said every word with great emphasis, "I want the real thing, not the fake one."

She opened her hand and squeezed it hard, and the fragment of memory turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared into the void.

After getting rid of the original family, someone always told her, you have to be grateful for everything you have experienced in the past, otherwise how could you become so strong and rational now?

She disagrees, why should she sing about suffering? If she could know it in advance, she would rather not be born.

She can face up to everything in the past and never forget it, so she fights harder than anyone else, because she wants everyone to know that bright flowers can bloom even in adversity.

And this time, it also brought a new change to her state of mind.

Why did she have to return to that world through a lot of money? This world of cultivating immortals is so illusory. If she can break through the secrets of time and the confinement of space, why can't this dream come true?

The owner of that voice did not speak for a long time.

"I've passed the fourth floor, so what's the reward?"

"Let's wait. There is still someone who hasn't come out. I'll tell you when he comes out. Keep the mystery."

"Oh..." Yan Yun was a little disappointed, and hoped that the reward would not disappoint her.

However, there was another person who came in, and she was a little curious about who it might be.

Because there are still people breaking into the fourth floor of the underwater secret realm, the secret realm cannot be closed yet. At this time, a crowd of people are standing outside the secret realm.

The atmosphere is a bit dignified, not as relaxed as when we came here.

After all, in this secret realm, it is really a test of people's hearts. There is no one who has not been tricked here. Now everyone dislikes everyone, and everyone feels that the other party has bad intentions!

But it was not quiet, there were still some disciples discussing in low voices.

"Who is this Qing Yun sect Lu Shaoyun, I have never heard of it."

"Small sect disciples, I haven't heard of it. These 4 points are almost as high as our entire sect!"

"Don't talk about it, who is this little lake? It seems to be a casual cultivator, too strong!"

"That's right, a casual cultivator actually scored more than 1 points. I just don't know if I can pass the fourth floor. If I can't, it will be miserable."

Feng Lan listened to their discussion, although she wasn't talking about herself, but she felt inexplicably proud that the hidden dark horse was actually her good friend, how much face it would be to say it out!

"Dear girl, I am the patron saint of the mysterious seabed. Since you have passed the fourth floor, I can now fulfill one of your wishes."

A man with a handsome face but with sparkling special effects appeared in front of her and asked with a smile.

Yan Yun, who had been waiting for a long time, finally heard his voice, fulfilling a wish?
Her eyes lit up, and she said without thinking, "I want 100 trillion."

"Ok, no problem."

"Wait, what are you talking about, how many trillions?"

But in the next second, the gleaming patron saint's smile froze slightly.

"Didn't you say that one of my wishes can be fulfilled? Is this difficult for you?"

Yan Yun was confident and confident, "You, a patron saint, can't even get a mere 100 trillion?"

"Host, aren't you afraid that he will strangle you to death?"

Duo Cai, who was finally able to speak, looked at the patron saint whose smile was gradually disappearing, and couldn't help but worry.

Yan Yun: Shut up, let's see if you can reach the pinnacle of your life this time.

"Mere? 100 trillion? Just 100 trillion! Tell me again!"

The gleaming patron saint showed a dumbfounding expression, "You know what you're talking about, stupid human race."