The scum is all over the world, and there are Shura fields everywhere

Chapter 296 Feng Huaiyu

This scene, this conversation, are all so familiar.

Yang Rongrong reacted immediately. Wasn't this the same scene she saw the two of them last time? !
Now this is a continuation of the previous plot.

Thinking of this, Yang Rongrong couldn't help but hold her breath and prick up her ears to listen.

She really wanted to know who the woman in colorful clothes who looked like her was.

The colorful-clothed woman looked confused, as if she was very puzzled: "Name?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Rongrong and the silver-haired man were both stunned.

This is definitely not the reaction a normal person would have.

The silver-haired man asked carefully: "You don't have a name, do you?"

The colorful-clothed woman admitted frankly, "Yeah."

The silver-haired man was surprised that there was someone in this world who didn't even have a name.

He couldn't help but ask, "If you don't have a name, how should others call you?"

"No one else."

The silver-haired man was stunned again: "Huh?"

The colorfully dressed woman seemed to think he was too stupid, but considering the wine he brought, she suppressed her impatience and explained with a frown, "I'm the only one here, no one else."

Since no one would communicate with her, she didn't need to think about the address.

This answer sounded very sad, but she looked calm and indifferent, as if this was the most normal thing.

It was precisely because he was so accustomed to her appearance that the silver-haired man felt uncomfortable.

He couldn't help but ask: "Have you ever thought about leaving here and going outside to have a look?"

The colorful-clothed woman shook her head: "No."

The silver-haired man understood the meaning of her words, which was no, not unwillingness.

"Did someone imprison you here?"

The woman in colorful clothes did not give any answer this time. She just drank a sip of wine silently.

Seeing that she was unwilling to speak, the silver-haired man tactfully stopped asking and asked, "Do you want to give yourself a name?"

The colorful-clothed woman casually replied, "That's not necessary."

"How can it be unnecessary? If you don't have a name, I won't know how to address you in the future. It's really inconvenient."

Hearing him say that he would come to see her again in the future, the woman in colorful clothes was silent for a moment, lowered her eyes to look at the wine jug in her hand, and suddenly said.

"Just call me Zhuohua."

The silver-haired man found it funny: "You are too lazy. Zhuohua is the name of the wine. You should give yourself a more unique name. At least people should know it is you when they hear it."

The colorful-clothed woman asked back, "What's your name?"

"Feng Huaiyu."

As if he was afraid that she didn't know what the three words were, he dipped his finger in the wine and wrote the three words Feng Huaiyu on the ground.

The colorfully dressed woman stared at the three words for a long time before she said, "Your name sounds good. Why don't you help me pick a name?"

Feng Huaiyu stroked his chin and thought for a long time, and many women's names emerged in his mind.

His gaze rested on the woman in colorful clothes. He saw that her dress was inlaid with many colorful feathers. Those feathers looked furry and felt good to the touch, making people want to touch them.

Then, as if possessed by some unknown force, he blurted it out.

"Fluffy."

This name seemed to have some kind of magic, and Yang Rongrong was fixed on the spot.

The colorful-clothed woman humbly asked, "What does this name mean?"

Feng Huaiyu just said this name on a whim.

But the words had already been spoken, and it was difficult to change them, so he could only rack his brains to make amends for himself.

"The grass is lush, the willows are loose, and the wind blows the glassy water surface. This is exactly the scenery where I live. If there is a chance in the future, I would like to take you to see it." This explanation was quite far-fetched, but the woman in colorful clothes agreed.

"Then I'll be called Rongrong from now on."

Anyway, the only person who can come here to see her is Feng Huaiyu, and he will probably be the only one who will call her by her name in the future. In that case, just give her a name he likes.

Feng Huaiyu tried to call out.

"Fluffy."

Hearing this name, the woman in colorful clothes and Yang Rongrong responded at the same time.

"Ah."

"what?"

At the moment when Yang Rongrong made the sound, the scene in front of her eyes seemed to be paused by someone. The picture was frozen and then quickly disappeared.

Then she heard the familiar system prompt tone.

"The emergency procedure has been activated. The system is loading the file. Time will be reversed soon. Please be prepared."

Yang Rongrong felt like she was being sucked away by a powerful force, and the scenery around her was changing rapidly.

When she came to her senses, she had returned to the small river at the east end of the village.

Her body was still lying on the ground, the hole in her chest no longer bleeds, and her eyes were wide open, as if she could not accept her own death.

Shuying has returned. He cannot accept Yang Rongrong's sudden death and attacks Bai Ze like crazy.

This was the first time Yang Rongrong saw him completely out of control.

His eyes were red, his teeth were clenched, his hair was disheveled, and he allowed the ghost energy to corrode his body, turning him into a half-human, half-ghost, just to make his power even stronger at this moment.

He must kill Bai Ze!
He wanted to cut the beast that killed Yang Rongrong into pieces and grind its bones to ashes!

Shuying is crazy, Bai Ze is even crazier.

The two guys were desperately attacking each other's vital points, without even thinking of holding back. As long as they could kill the other, they would not mind even risking their own lives.

This crazy fight didn't last long.

Because the system started to read the file.

Everything is moving backwards at a rapid pace.

When Bai Ze returned to the village, the thick evil aura dissipated, the bloody hole on Yang Rongrong's chest healed quickly, and the blood all over the ground disappeared.

"Time has been reset, and the host has returned to the time before the danger occurred. Please seize the opportunity and cheer up."

As soon as the system's voice disappeared, Yang Rongrong opened her eyes.

She found herself standing by the creek, Shuying said to her.

"Wait here. I'll go down to the water and take a look. I'll be back soon..."

However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Yang Rongrong.

"Need not!"

Shu Ying said in a deep voice: "The situation underwater is unclear and there may be danger. You cannot use magic weapons and talismans now, and it will be inconvenient to go into the water. It is more appropriate for me to go."

Yang Rongrong already knew that the source of the evil spirit was underwater, and that evil spirit would attract Bai Ze's crazy attack.

She had to go into the water herself to find out what was going on and do her best to stop the evil spirit from spreading.

Shuying wanted to persuade her again, but Yang Rongrong didn't want to waste time here anymore. She took the little yellow chicken out of her sleeve, put it on the ground, and jumped into the river.

Seeing that she was about to sink into the water, Shuying threw a thin red silk thread over to her and said to her.

"Tie this string around your wrist and pull it if you feel any danger."

Yang Rongrong took the red thread.

This thread is called puppet thread. It is cool and soft to the touch, can be cut by swords and knives, and is invulnerable to water and fire. It can also be stretched infinitely. It is an important material that Shuying uses to refine puppets.

Once entangled by it, the body will be controlled by the special shadow.