Cultivation is too difficult, and people will die if they do the tasks.

Bai Wan'er walked up to the sleeping man. Her long, silvery hair covered the man's forehead and eyes. Bai Wan'er stretched out her hand to brush away her silver hair, and the man's sleeping face came into view.

How could anyone look so good while sleeping? What kind of eyes are there under such long black eyelashes? Will it be as mesmerizing as the shining stars in the black ink eyes...

Bai Wan'er's eyes carefully traced the man's handsome eyebrows and eyes. Wait... Bai Wan'er's eyes widened suddenly, she looked at the sleeping man, then turned to look at Xuan Mo.

"He's your brother!"

"Ahem!" Xuan Mo coughed repeatedly and finally stopped, "Take a closer look."

Bai Wan'er got close to the man's face, traced it carefully, and looked at Xuan Mo again: "They are really your brothers. You two look alike!"

"No"

Bai Wan'er was stunned, looked at it carefully again, and said hesitantly: "Could it be your father? Your father is too young, he is almost the same as you!"

"You" Xuan Mo yelled, coughing so hard that he almost choked, "No, he is me, I am him."

Bai Wan'er blinked, her face full of confusion: "He is you, you are him. What do you mean?"

Xuan Mo lifted Bai Wan'er's chin and gradually got closer. Seeing the two people breathing close to each other, Bai Wan'er wanted to turn her head to avoid it, but unfortunately Xuan Mo held it tightly and could only watch the other person approach her.

Xuan Mo pressed Bai Wan'er's cheek and whispered in his ear: "This person is the Demon Realm Emperor Ye Zhetian. He is me, and I am him."

"The Demon Realm Emperor Ye Zhetian, you are Ye Zhetian, ah..."

Bai Wan'er woke up in a daze and screamed, jumping three meters away. Even if her chin was held tightly by Xuan Mo, she could still escape.

Bai Wan'er covered her chin with one hand, where there were still fingerprints of the other party. Pointing at Xuan Mo with a trembling hand: "Are you Ye Zhetian? You are the clone of the Demon Realm Emperor."

Xuan Mo nodded. This guy's reaction is really slow.

Bai Wan'er looked at the lying man again, her eyes still full of shock and confusion.

He knew that Xuan Mo's cultivation level was unfathomable, but he didn't expect that this guy would be Ye Zhetian, the highest-ranking person in the entire world of immortal cultivation and the big boss of the Demon Baiwan world.

Xuan Mo glanced at Bai Wan'er, walked towards the golden shelf, sat down and lay down.

Bai Wan'er watched the two figures overlap. The silver-haired man moved, opened his eyes and stood up slowly.

The smooth and white face, through the sharp and sharp edges, thick eyebrows, high nose, and beautiful lip shape, exudes a strong and arrogant person who is alone and independent.

Ye Zhetian looked at Bai Wan'er who was huddled in the corner, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Wan'er is afraid of me?"

Bai Wan'er nodded to the face that looked exactly like Xuan Mo's.

Xuan Mo is very close. They have eaten together, taken baths, and even accidentally kissed. Lying together and listening to stories is a common thing.

Now it was suddenly replaced by Ye Zhetian who was wearing gorgeous clothes and having an imposing aura in front of her. Bai Wan'er was still a little uncomfortable with it, and she was even more curious and puzzled.

"You, no, why did Emperor Zun come to me?"

Bai Wan'er really couldn't figure it out. As the most powerful person in the world of cultivating immortals, Ye Zhetian, who wants to become an immortal, why would he notice the existence of this low-key little shrimp among the hundreds of thousands of cultivators of immortality?

Ye Zhetian hooked his fingers, and Bai Wan'er's body automatically flew in front of him.

Bai Wan'er shivered and tightened her body, trying to reduce her presence as much as possible.

Ye Zhetian couldn't help but frown.

Bai Wan'er is scared again and again, the way she lowers her head to the extreme but can't help but glance around is so cute! It makes people want to bully her.

"Wan'er, tell me, why did you buy this thing in the first place?"

Bai Wan'er looked at the fountain pen turning in Ye Zhetian's hand and swallowed her saliva: "My cultivation level was low at the beginning, and my cultivation mentality was not strong enough. I would always be attracted to worldly things. I put it away after seeing this strange pen."

Ye Zhetian took a step closer. Bai Wan'er wanted to step back, but her body couldn't move.

"Are Wan'er curious about this pen, or have you seen this kind of pen before?"

Bai Wan'er's heart almost jumped out of her chest, and she suppressed: "I'm just curious."

A brilliance flashed in Ye Zhetian's eyes: "So that's it. I'm taking Wan'er to see something else." Ye Zhetian waved his hand, and brilliance flashed around him. When the light faded, he asked with a smile: "The scene here, Wan'er Do you still have an impression?"

Bai Wan'er's mouth opened wide as she looked at the scene around her. This is the formation that Fu Meng sent him to practice in the secret realm, and the place where the old plum tree turned into a forest.

"This is the formation I practiced in the secret realm." Bai Wan'er explained honestly.

"Wan'er, do you know what this pattern means?" Ye Zhetian pointed to the SOS pattern on the ground.

"It means asking for help."

Bai Wan'er's legs were already weak. If Ye Zhatian could even find out these things, he really couldn't hide it.

Ye Zhetian raised Bai Wan'er's chin again and looked at her deeply: "Wan'er knows the meaning of this pattern, is it also because of curiosity, or is there some other reason?"

Bai Wan'er took a deep breath and looked at Ye Zhetian with sharp eyes: "What exactly do you want to ask?"

There was a deep whirlpool in Ye Zhetian's eyes: "I just want to hear Wan'er's truth."

"Okay, I'll tell you." Bai Wan'er said word by word: "I am not Bai Wan'er of Qing'e Sect. Bai Wan'er died when she met Jiuyou Di Ming An in Minling."

Ye Zhetian let go of his hand, took a step back and sat under the big tree, with a smile on his eyebrows: "Speak slowly, I'm listening."

"My name is Lin Yanqiu. I am not from this world. I have no spiritual power and cannot cultivate immortality. I fell from the mountain and became Bai Wan'er when I woke up. In order to survive, I can only be Bai Wan'er."

Bai Wan'er pointed to the pattern on the ground: "This pattern was very common in my original world, and the pen in your hand was also commonly used in that world. So I knew it. I originally thought I could find clues to go back from it, but later I found out that it was impossible."

Bai Wan'er looked at Ye Zhetian: "These are all truths. I have never told anyone. You are the second person to doubt my identity."

Ye Zhetian's mouth curved: "I am the second person who doubts your identity. Who is the first one? Is it the person who asked questions at the gate of Langya City?"

"Yes." Bai Wan'er shook her hands and glared at Ye Zhetian, "It's you, you're the one asking questions at the gate of Langya City!"

The corner of Ye Zhetian's mouth curled up nicely: "Not stupid at all!"

Bai Wan'er lowered her head. It turned out that she had already given the clues to others.

Ye Zhetian took in all her reactions, and a gentle smile appeared in the corners of his eyes: "So the stories you told were not those that appeared in your dreams, but what you heard in that world. You said you saw them in your dreams The scenery under the water is actually something I have seen in this world."

Bai Wan'er nodded.

Ye Zhetian picked up a leaf on the ground and said, "You like cooking, and you can cook many dishes that are not available in this world. You also learned them in that world."

Bai Wan'er nodded.

"The fact that you can compose music and dance like Sui Yuan is something you heard and learned in that world."

Bai Wan'er nodded.

Ye Zhetian looked up to the sky and laughed: "Your world is really interesting, and the people who come out are so interesting."

Bai Wan'er was shocked: "You guys, have you ever seen people from the same world as me?"

Ye Zhetian nodded: "I've seen it."

Bai Wan'er excitedly sat in front of Ye Zhetian: "Have you really seen him? Who is that person?"

Ye Zhetian pointed to the side of the tree, and a colorful tiger appeared.

"Fu Meng, Fellow Daoist Fu!" Bai Wan'er jumped up again and walked over, only to realize that it was just Fu Meng's illusion.

Ye Zhetian said: "Its owner Pingdu Ling is from the same world as you."

"I know. Old Li Shu told me at the beginning that this pattern was taught to him by the owner of this place. Unfortunately, Master Pingdu Ling became an immortal a hundred years ago. It is impossible for me to talk to him even if I want to."

Bai Wan'er was extremely regretful that she had no chance to hug this huge thigh.

Ye Zhetian said slowly: "The owner of Pingdu Ling also has a name, Master Lingxu."

Bai Wan'er jumped up: "It's Master Lingxu who fought with you five hundred years ago and resolved the war between immortals and demons. After that, he ascended through tribulations. Is he from my world?"