Portable Space: Reborn Female Cultivator

Chapter 747 Small World 39
Lingyue shook her head honestly. Although she didn't have the man's memory in her memory, she felt very familiar with him, as if a certain memory had been sealed.Moreover, she has a very subtle feeling for him: he will not hurt her, no matter what happens.

"It's okay, Linger will always think of me." Seeing Lingyue's daze, the man comforted him.

Lingyue frowned. She went through her memories from birth to the present at an extremely fast speed. There is indeed no memory about this man in it, and there is no possibility of the memory being sealed, because all time periods can be connected. stand up.

The man looked up at the sky and saw that the moon was about to reach the mid-heaven. The man said again, "I should go. I will come to pick you up when you succeed in surviving the catastrophe." Bao Lingyue.

The man left, before Ling Yue knew what his name was or what Du Jie was, and before she even had time to say thank you, he turned into a golden light and left.He was like a flash of gorgeous fireworks, fleeting, leaving nothing in time.

There was also a gray-haired mother-in-law who left with him, but Lingyue recognized her at a glance. She was the mother-in-law who sold buns.

After the man and mother-in-law left, Xiran Qinger Qiuqiu and others walked out of the house. Before the man and mother-in-law disappeared, the garden disappeared, the medicine field disappeared, the hut disappeared, and the purple bamboo forest disappeared. Even the gazebo where they were standing slowly faded into the not-so-bright moonlight.

It has been nine days since she checked her mother-in-law's whereabouts, and during these nine days, Jiangcheng has restored its former tranquility.Han Xiulan also seemed to have disappeared from the world, without a trace.The old lady of the Wu family was the same as before. She ran into the temple every three days, saying that she was praying for her son's safety. After all, Wu Wen spent 360 days out of 360 five days a year.

Early this morning, Lingyue and Xiran returned to Wu's house early in the morning.The little brother who opened the door saw them, opened his mouth, but let them in without saying anything.Only when he finally took them back to the yard where they lived, he said take care.

Lingyue, who returned to the Wu Mansion, obviously felt that the smell of blood in the courtyard was a little stronger again, and she naturally knew the reason.

"Mom, there must be another dead person in this yard." Qing'er slapped the breath in front of her nose in disgust, her two beautiful willow eyebrows were about to wrinkle into small peaks, "They are not afraid that people will directly break through the restriction and find them desperate."

Lingyue didn't care, went into the house and found a place to live at random, "The so-called cause and effect, if there is an effect, there must be a cause, but these things are none of our business, just sit and watch the show."

"The master is right." Qiuqiu glared at Qing'er, "The master doesn't dislike it, what do you dislike?"

"You want to be beaten, don't you?" Pushing his sleeves up, Qing'er stared at Qiuqiu as if he wanted to accompany me desperately, "Don't you know what it means to be strong? Here you have to call My sister!"

"Besides bullying the weak, what else would you do? If you have the ability, go bully the master and Xiran." Qiuqiu was unwilling to admit defeat, and after Qing'er roared out, he also shouted aggrievedly, that momentum was weaker than others. Not a star and a half.

(End of this chapter)