Female supporting style is wrong

Chapter 1139 The Dragon Decided to Snatch the Princess (38)

Ji Ge was slightly in a trance, her fingertips resting on her cheek, touching this familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar face.

This is her original appearance.

So Fernandi arranged some magic circle in the main tomb to create such a realistic illusion.

She thought that what appeared would be the scene in the original owner's memory, but she didn't expect that the other party was so powerful and what appeared was her memory.

She walked forward slowly, with no one around. As the girl walked, the long sword on her waist swayed slightly, and was pressed down by her spiritual energy. Ji Ge's fingertips brushed the hilt of the sword, and she couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic.

It had been a long time since she'd tried on something like this.

Even Jiu Jiu, who had been sleeping in Ji Ge's mind, was awakened. The light and lively voice belonging to the sword spirit sounded cautiously in the girl's ears.

"Master, is this an illusion?"

"Yes."

Ji Ge looked sideways, looked around, and said slowly.

"A very real fantasy."

The system was a little curious. Ji Ge was brought back to the God's Domain by Shen Xue, and was imprisoned in the underworld after being brought back. It didn't know much about her past, so it asked out of curiosity.

"Host, were you born in this plane?"

Ji Ge hummed.

The illusion was extremely realistic, the sky was clear and clear, and the flowers, plants and trees on both sides of the path were neatly taken care of. Ji Ge recalled it and remembered where it was.

The sect she lived in before.

After walking for a while without seeing the capture target or the lich, Ji Ge tried to call out a few words, but no one responded. She couldn't help but frown, turned the corner, and met other people unexpectedly.

"Little Junior Sister," the young man rushed over in a hurry and breathed a sigh of relief, "You are here, I almost didn't find you."

He said with a smile, "Let's go, it's getting late, the birthday party we are waiting for is about to begin."

Ji Ge was stunned in place. "What birthday party?"

She asked subconsciously, and received a confused look from the young man, who muttered, "Aren't you more enthusiastic about this birthday party than me? Why don't you suddenly remember it?"

He said to himself, without any suspicion, "It's the seventh junior sister's birthday party," the young man approached mysteriously, "You have forgotten this, then do you still remember that the senior brother is going to confess his love to the seventh junior sister at the birthday banquet? ?”

Ji Ge recalled.

There is indeed such a thing in her memory, but it has been forgotten because it has been too long, the girl bent her eyes and smiled, looking at the person who is exactly the same as her memory, "Then I will go to the senior brother to see if I can help busy?"

"Go."

The fourth senior brother turned sideways and let go.

Ji Ge was familiar with the journey and found his senior brother in the room.

The young man in white was lowering his head, sitting at the table and threading needles skillfully. When he heard a knock on the door, he stopped and raised his voice.

"Enter."

A girl as bright as a pomegranate flower came in with a smile, "Elder brother, I'm here to help you."

"How can you help."

The elder brother laughed.

Ji Ge pursed her lips and said nothing, staring at the other person.

"What's wrong?" The young man raised his eyes and looked at her.

His movements and expressions seemed extremely familiar and real. The girl's eyelashes trembled and she whispered softly, "It's nothing, I just feel like I haven't seen my senior brother in a long time."

Their sect is not very wealthy. Taoist Qingxu has average cultivation and average talent. He lives his life guarding a dilapidated sect that is on the verge of collapse and has almost no one. He is soft-hearted and loves to pick up children. From the senior senior brother to the eighth junior brother, he is the outsider. Picked up.

And Ji Ge was the last child he picked up.

(End of this chapter)