The Legend of Soul Fighter: The Genius Repeater

In a quiet mountain stream.

Mu Bai held Han Yan's little hand, and the two walked side by side, talking and laughing.

The mountains and fields are full of bright red peach blossoms, the scenery is extremely beautiful, and the fragrance of the flowers is intoxicating.

The breeze blows, and the fallen petals are colorful and beautiful.

Han Yan stretched out a slender hand, caught a falling petal, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it gently, blinking her big eyes and said: "A month goes by so quickly."

Mu Bai nodded and said with a smile: "It's very soon, I'm going back to the imperial city, it's time to go back and make a decision."

"Alas..." Han Yan sighed faintly, remembering this time in the mountain stream very much.

Mu Bai smiled and said: "In the future, as long as you want to come, we can come and live here anytime."

When Han Yan heard this, her face became much happier. Suddenly, a strong sense of nausea came to her heart, she turned her head and began to retch violently.

"Are you okay?" Mu Bai frowned and asked with concern.

After a while, Han Yan patted her chest, took a breath of the fragrant air, and felt much better. Then she said, "I've been feeling this way lately, and I don't know what's going on."

Mu Bai was secretly surprised, but he didn't know much about the common sense of medical skills, and he couldn't see what happened to Han Yan recently, and this kind of vomiting often occurred.

"Didn't you say you were going to go? What are you still doing?" Han Yan laughed.

Mu Bai nodded, took her hand, transported a majestic Dou Qi out of his body, and charged towards the sky in an instant with the cold smoke.

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The gate of the imperial city.

"Haha, I finally have time to come to the Imperial City!" A hearty laugh came.

I saw a red-haired young man riding a seventh-level berserk bear, and a black-haired woman with a dark complexion and a delicate face behind him, came to the gate of the city together.

Behind the young monster, followed by a knight with a resolute face and riding a dragon. Behind this knight was a magician in a white robe.

The white-robed sorcerer looked up at the gate and front of the city in front of him. After a month of repairs, he vaguely restored his former glory.

He admired: "Master Mubai is really powerful. He has successfully captured the imperial city in such a short time since he came back."