Fairy sister, I am not your white moonlight

"Why are you always so polite? I thought we were..."

The red-haired girl curled her lips slightly bitterly, but the boy did not respond to her. He just closed his eyes silently and tried wholeheartedly to resonate with Xiao Jinyun's soul.

He is always like this. No matter what accident happens, Long Lianxue seems to never see Ye Xun panic.

This time was the same, he even thought of a way out for himself.

Unlike Xiao Jinyun who lives with Ye Xun, Long Lianxue has actually been deliberately controlling herself and having less physical contact with Ye Xun these days.

Even when Ye Xun was treating her injuries just now, Long Lianxue was trying her best to control this.

Once some emotions begin to be suppressed, the final result is often only one, that is, the dam bursts.

She was suddenly curious about what this young man in front of her, who seemed to never be afraid, felt like.

His skin should have some temperature, it shouldn't be cold.

Long Lianxue's hand had just been extended halfway when it suddenly stopped in mid-air. She turned her head to look at the tide of corpse puppets behind her that were about to break through the formation.

Now is not the time for this kind of thing.

The girl stood up with a light breath, her dazzling red hair moving without wind.

This time, she swung the sword not only to compensate for taking care of Xiao Jinyun, but also for herself.

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In Xiao Jinyun's illusion.

At first, the scene she saw was actually nothing special. It was just the small courtyard where she lived every day.

There is always a medicine pot in the yard, and in front of the pot there is always the back of a young man guarding the fire.

Xiao Jinyun circled around him, trying to see his face clearly, but he could only see his back.

Slowly, the little mute gave up. She just took out a basin of hot water and wiped the sweat off the boy's face with the skillful movements she had done countless times.

In this way, his face could finally be seen more clearly, and Xiao Jinyun also felt a sense of calm satisfaction.

In this way, you can slowly wake up...

However, the surrounding scene suddenly began to collapse bit by bit.

Large amounts of memories from her blood flooded into her mind. This was the first time in the little mute's life that she let out a cry of pain. She covered her head, and her first reaction was to look at the boy behind her.

Xiao Jinyun didn't want the young man to worry about her, but his figure had already disappeared along with the scene in the courtyard.

The evil cultivator, Chang Dong, Xu Xinrong, and the senior brothers and sisters who had bullied her in the past, the figures that made her panic passed by one by one.

Until finally, the scene returned to calm, with only a tall altar remaining in sight.

Xiao Jinyun's eyes suddenly became empty and she was no longer afraid.

Not only was he afraid of this emotion, but the little mute gradually lost track of other emotions, important memories, and even his own name.

There was only one thought left in my mind, and that was to ascend the throne on the altar.

She stepped forward.

Just as the girl stepped onto the bluestone bricks and followed the call in her blood toward the throne, a hand suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Ye Xun breathed a sigh of relief; he was finally not late.

If Xiao Jinyun in the illusion sat on the throne, it would definitely not be a good thing.

If something is good for a person, that person will take the initiative to do it even if no one forces him or her.

On the contrary, if such means are required to force people to submit, the result is bound to be bad.

"Let's go back."

Ye Xundao.

Xiao Jinyun tilted his head, his eyes empty with a hint of doubt.

She had some impression of the person in front of her, and even had a strong sense of familiarity, but she just couldn't remember who he was.

The girl's hair seemed to have grown a little longer, but her bangs no longer covered her eyes. The red mark on her forehead was no longer covered by the moon marrow in reality, and was emitting a faint red glow.

Xiao Jinyun's appearance can be called a rare fairy in the world. Even in a Taoist robe at this moment, she is still elegant and refined.

Countless vengeful spirits that looked like corpse puppets but had even more resentment in their eyes suddenly poured out from the throne.

They have long lost their sanity, and their only driving goal is to expel anyone who stands in the way of the Savior ascending to the throne.

The sharp claws tore at Ye Xundao's robe, tore his skin, and forcibly pulled him away from Xiao Jinyun.

Xiao Jinyun continued to approach the throne.

Ye Xun frowned, being pressed aside and unable to move. He could not feel the true energy at this moment, and all his resistance could not even touch the group of resentful spirits.

In the illusion, everything has nothing to do with reality, only the pain is extremely real.

Ye Xun's real body suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His soul was severely damaged, but he was still staring at the girl, thinking about how to break the deadlock.

He could see that Xiao Jinyun had lost his mind at this moment.

He is the only variable in this illusion, but the one who controls the rules and can change everything is the little mute himself.

Xiao Jinyun turned around and glanced at the embarrassed young man.

She had long lost her memory, and Ye Xun only looked somewhat familiar to her.

Now, sitting on that throne is the most important thing, everything else is irrelevant...

Not...important?

She touched the hot tears that suddenly fell and suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart.

In the illusion, everything has nothing to do with reality, only the pain is extremely real.

So, she had already stepped in front of the throne and paused for a moment.

Just this one success was enough for Ye Xun, this was his last chance.

The sharp claws of the vengeful spirit pierced the skin, actually penetrating deep into Ye Xun's soul and directly affecting it.

Under severe pain, fainting is actually a form of self-protection for organisms. It can prevent themselves from being overly painful and causing irreparable damage to the body.

But Ye Xun has to protect not only himself, but also his patients.

Enduring the pain that almost tore his soul apart, he broke free from the grudge, took a step forward, and pulled off Xiao Jinyun's Taoist robe.

Chapter 57: A Quarter of an Hour

Ye Xun only had a quarter of an hour, because Long Lianxue could only stay outside for a quarter of an hour at most.

If he fails to wake up Xiao Jinyun within the time limit, not only the two of them in the illusion, but even his body in reality will be swallowed up by the corpse puppet.

Xiao Jinyun blinked. It seemed like this was the first time someone had dressed him.

But she was surprised to find that she did not have any aversion to the boy's actions. Even when he accidentally touched her skin when he was dressing her, the girl felt surprisingly at peace for a moment.

Ye Xun's fingers were trembling and stained with blood, but he carefully avoided them bit by bit so that they did not stain the white fairy dress.

Until he tied the last part of the corset, the fairy Qian Pian Pian in the wide-sleeved fairy dress couldn't help biting her lip.

The vengeful spirit was still tearing at Ye Xun's body, but this time his body stood still, ignoring the blood and flesh behind him.

Her body in reality was on the verge of collapse, but Ye Xun was still just straightening out the wrinkles on her fairy dress.

No matter how many backup plans Ye Xun had in reality, he could not accompany him into Xiao Jinyun's fantasy world. His power at the moment was even worse than that of an ordinary person.

This fairy dress was actually created due to the girl's own obsession. Xiao Jinyun herself also regretted that she did not dare to wear it openly.

Ye Xun knew that this was his only chance to awaken the girl's consciousness.

And apart from him, no one else would do this for her.

It suddenly started to rain heavily at the altar in the illusion, and damp moss slowly climbed up between the blue bricks.

The resentful spirits screamed angrily, and tore and dragged even harder. They felt insulted. It seemed that the calm-looking boy had never taken them seriously from the beginning.

After doing all this, the girl who had lost her memory watched quietly as Ye Xun was dragged away by the resentful spirit and sank into the ancient well next to the altar.

he left.

Just to change your clothes?

The girl raised her hands and looked at the wide-sleeved fairy dress she was wearing.

It's light, but has a special touch, and most importantly, it fits me well, as if it were custom-made.

The heavy rain continued to fall, but it seemed to be deliberately avoiding the white dress. Xiao Jinyun's body was still clean and fresh, except for two tactless hot tears that fell on the hem of the white gauze skirt.

That was not rain. Xiao Jinyun seemed to remember something and turned back to look at the ancient well where the young man had sunk.

The time in the illusion is immeasurable. Ye Xun's body sank deeper and deeper, until the light at the wellhead gradually became smaller in his sight and turned into the only light in the darkness.

A quarter of an hour had passed, and it was too late. Ye Xun stretched out his hand and pressed on his forehead. His real body also pressed on the silver needle on his forehead. That was the backup plan he left for himself before entering the illusion.

Even if Xiao Jinyun did not wake up, he could only break free from the illusion first and then find another way.

Just as Ye Xun was about to press the silver needle between his eyebrows, the hand of a resentful spirit suddenly stopped him.

Originally, the purpose of the resentful spirits seemed to be just to keep Ye Xun away from Xiao Jinyun, but at this moment, they suddenly became more manic, tearing and pressing, as if they wanted to drown him completely in this dry well.

If Ye Xun drowns in the illusion, his body in reality will become bait for the corpse puppet because he loses his soul.

In the illusion, only pain was extremely real. The cold well water penetrated into his lungs. Any resistance was futile. His current condition was worse than that of an ordinary weak person.

Ye Xun had never learned to swim in his previous life, so naturally he couldn't swim either, as his soul had never been changed by the environment since coming to this world.

The memory of his previous life lingered in the smell of hospital disinfectant. Lying on the hospital bed, he could not find a way to cure his stubborn illness even though he had read countless medical books.

Just like now, sinking in the darkness with no reference points.

A quarter of an hour had passed, but because of the pull of the resentful soul, Ye Xun was unable to return to reality.

A figure suddenly appeared at the mouth of the well. The petite figure seemed to jump into the water without hesitation.

In the darkness, the light of the wellhead was like the cold moon in the night sky. The thin white gauze fluttered behind her. Under the light, the girl's slender figure was revealed under her white dress. Every curve and detail could be seen clearly. She was no longer as thin as when she first met.

The girl's bangs swayed gently in the water, and her panicked eyes calmed down the moment she saw him.

As expected, he was waiting for me.

Fortunately, she woke up not too late.

Xiao Jinyun hugged Ye Xun tightly, held the boy's face, pressed his lips against his, and slowly let in the air that symbolized vitality.

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Long Lianxue's figure was kneeling in front, holding a half-broken sword in her hand.

A quarter of an hour? She couldn't remember how many quarters of an hour she had persisted. The formation that Ye Xun had temporarily arranged had been shattered by the tide of corpse puppets. Long Lianxue was just taking advantage of the terrain of the altar and waving her sword mechanically.

Her eyelids felt like they were filled with lead, and her body was covered with scars from the sharp claws of the corpse puppets. The Taoist robe that belonged to Ye Xun was torn and stained with her own blood.

Originally, the three of them could barely deal with the tide of zombies together, but now she was the only one blocking it.

The chopped meat rolls gradually stitched themselves together and turned into the terrifying King of Corpse Puppet. It slowly raised its sharp claws towards the red-haired girl, and the tips of its claws were pregnant with lightning that made one's scalp tingle.

Long Lianxue had only felt similar oppression from her grandfather before. At that time, he broke through the fusion, and the thunder tribulation that fell from the sky seemed to be a punishment for those who spied on the way of heaven, crushing all frivolity and burying it in the soil.

She wanted to look back at Ye Xun and the little mute before she sank in the sea of corpses, but she had no chance to look back. As long as she was distracted for a moment, this flower that was already stained with blood would be swallowed up.

I feel a little cold...

Long Lianxue's eyes were blurry, her consciousness was fading, and she could no longer distinguish between reality and the illusion she had just experienced.

Ye Xun does look different from other men.

What about touching? She had never taken the initiative to touch before, not even just now...

What a pity! I wish I had been braver just now.

Her hair was hanging down, looking brighter than the bloodstains all over her body.

Originally, Long Lianxue's blood was also this bright red color, but now the plasma in her body has dried up a little.

Her delicate body finally fell backwards uncontrollably... and fell into Ye Xun's arms.

“…It’s so slow.”

Feeling the body temperature behind her, the weak girl suddenly smiled and closed her eyes with peace of mind.