Quickly cross the boss: the villain walks the plot

Chapter 290 [-] Journey to the Main World: Unexpected Memories
"Looking at my sister's appearance, she seems to be from a high-level world, right?" Pu Xuan pulled out a knife from his clothes, cut his hand, and let the sticky blood stain the blade.

"Oh, so-so." Qingge didn't know where she belonged or where she came from.

She accumulated strength in her hand, and a faint flame flashed out.

"Sister, if you promise to stay by my side for the rest of your life, you can't lie. This knife fell from a very high-level world. It can do anything, beat people's souls, and heal wounds. Now, I want to use it .Force your soul out."

"Your courage is big enough."

Qingge vaguely felt that the whole room was sealed by that broken knife. What kind of high-level world was full of such messy things. She went there another day and took them all back.

Pu Xuan took the knife and stabbed straight at Qingge. The latter increased the intensity of the flames. Who knew that the knife turned into powder in an instant and fell to the ground. Pu Xuan's eyes towards Qingge changed.

"Sister, you actually ruined my treasure, I really can't, let you go." Pu Xuan threw herself at Qingge regardless of anything.

The woman increased the intensity of the flame, and the fire rushed towards Pu Xuan.

A few screams came, and the man was reduced to ashes.

puff--

Qing Ge used too much force just now, and her soul began to become unstable again.

"Son, come to me."

The majestic yet loving voice of the old man came from the air.

"Who are you?" The woman subconsciously felt that the old man would not harm her.

"Hahaha, now that you're here, you'll know." The old man smiled, waved his sleeves, and she fell asleep.

In her sleep, an unknown force followed her and injected her soul.

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Qing Ge woke up in a small wooden house, she felt relaxed, as if all the lost souls had returned, and she had a lot of power in her hands.

The sky outside the house is clear, there are several big trees in the yard, the leaves are green and dripping, as if dyed with fresh paint, a few lovely birds are perched on the tree trunks and singing songs, the backyard is only surrounded by fences, It is simply a world in a painting.

An old man in fluttering white clothes and long white hair was sitting on a bench outside the house, drinking tea.

"Are you awake?" The old man took a sip of tea and turned his back to Qing Ge.

"Yes."

"You must be very hungry now, right? There are some meals over there, go and eat first, and then come to me." The old man squinted his eyes lazily, enjoying the free and sufficient sunbathing.

Qing Ge took a look, and sure enough, there were meals for 20 people. She had no doubts, and ate up nothing left.

"Old sir, may I ask"

"The weather is very good today, but it was raining two days ago," the old man was not in a hurry, and chatted for a while, "Maybe that person over there is in a good mood today."

Qingge listened silently, like an obedient student listening to a teacher.

"That mood hasn't been better for a long time!" The old gentleman picked up the teacup and found that there was no more tea.

Seeing this, Qing Ge quickly poured him a glass, "Please use it."

"Hey," the old man continued to drink tea, "Girl, do you think the weather should be cloudy or sunny?"

"Cloudy and sunny are just the weather. There is no difference between good and bad. Since everything exists, there is a reason for its existence."

"You can take it easy." The old man turned his head, his face was full of traces left by time, the precipitation of years, beautiful and quiet, "Come on, let me take a walk outside to help you digest."

Qingge responded and followed behind the old man.

They crossed a river and the old man stopped slowly.

"This river was drawn by the one tens of thousands of years ago, and now it benefits the people of the whole world."

"I don't know who you are talking about?"

(End of this chapter)