This is My Heroic Path

An Zhiyu looked at the scene in front of him in some confusion.

At this moment, someone quietly approached behind An Zhiyu, and a long sword was cut from his eyes. An Zhiyu's vision suddenly went dark, and he was completely plunged into darkness.

"Don't!" He finally heard the mournful cry of a certain girl, and then smelled a faint fragrance, as well as the soft touch of his cheek.

So soft... It seems that it can only be the chest.

In the daze, An Zhiyu's consciousness completely disappeared.

……

An Zhiyu threw off the quilt abruptly, sat up straight, breathing heavily.

He turned his head and looked to the side. Outside the window were the stars and the plains. The night was so silent, and the room was silent.

"Are you awake?!" A cold and gentle voice came from the side, which also broke the silence.

An Zhiyu turned his head to look.

Long blonde hair, a super mature figure, and a white dress.

There was a reassuring smile on her face, she looked full of sacredness under the moonlight, but she also gave off a... lustful feeling, because the white dress couldn't hide her pair of overgrown Chest.

"Jeanne...?" An Zhiyu subconsciously asked.

The smile on Artoria's face disappeared little by little.

"No, you are not Joan of Arc."

An Zhiyu covered his forehead, shook his head vigorously, then looked up again.

"Could it be Lily?"

Artoria nodded expressionlessly.

right?How could Lily look like this?

An Zhiyu glanced up and down Artoria's body, then stopped for a moment on the pair of plump breasts, then shook his head vigorously, and murmured: "I must be dreaming, I must be dreaming... "

I didn't expect it to be a triple dream.

But shaking his head, An Zhiyu soon felt a chill, his body stiffened slightly, and he looked up.

"Who is Joan?" Artoria looked at An Zhiyu with Mo De's emotional eyes, her tone was flat, but there was a hint of coldness.

"Sorry, it's just a dream I had just now, I fell asleep." An Zhiyu smiled and shook his head, "By the way, how long have I been in a coma?"

"Three years." Arturia said blankly, as if she was still dissatisfied that An Zhiyu mistook her for another woman.

"Well, I slept for three years..."

"Three years?!"

An Zhiyu was stunned, and suddenly raised his head to look at Artoria, and grabbed her shoulder: "...how long do you think I slept?"

Artoria lowered her eyes quietly, a blush appeared on her delicate face, and said in a low voice, "I'm just lying to you...you've only slept for three days."

"You developed so well in three days?" An Zhiyu asked in disbelief.

Are you Morgan's sister becoming Lily?

"What are you talking about? If you do this again, I'll be angry, little fish." Artoria raised her eyes and looked at An Zhiyu very displeased.

"I'm praising you..."

As An Zhiyu spoke, his eyes moved to Artoria's face, and then looked down from the face.

She was still wearing a white dress, but the super mature figure just now had disappeared.

Hmm... Sure enough, this is the normal Lily.

So what happened to that just now?

Future Lily?

Or did you just blur your eyes?

An Zhiyu rubbed his eyes, then asked, "Where is my master?"

"It's midnight, of course I'm resting." Arturia waved An Zhiyu's hand away, "Can't I take care of you?"

"No, that's not what I meant...just asking." An Zhiyu tried to move his muscles and bones, but immediately felt a tingling pain.

The tingling was coming from the left shoulder.

An Zhiyu froze for a moment, then turned to look over his left shoulder.

There was blood overflowing from his left shoulder, and the left shoulder, which had healed a little, was pulled open by the action just now.

"What's wrong?" Arturia asked, and then followed An Zhiyu's gaze.

"Your injury is still not healed?" Arturia immediately stood up, "It must be bandaged!"

An Zhiyu looked at Artoria who was busy looking for bandages, covered her left shoulder, lowered her head and muttered to herself, "Could it be that what happened just now was not a dream...?"

Chapter 253 Zhuang Zhou's Dream of a Butterfly?

"Would you like some water?"