This is My Heroic Path

If it's the former, you have to be careful.

"Father." Scatha looked up at An Zhiyu, patted his arm, and called out in a low voice.

Then, he covered his mouth and let out a small yawn.

"Are you sleepy?" An Zhiyu calmed down a little, and patted Scatha's head.

"Then go to rest tonight, and I'll take you back to your room."

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Do you think the name of the master in the text should be changed first, for example, to Skaha lily... like this?

Chapter 524 World Famous Painting - Daughter by the Bed

The moon is bright and clear at night, and the sound of giant shadows flying by can be heard occasionally outside the window. They are monsters of this era with great power.

An Zhiyu lay flat on the big bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, his body tensed.

It's not that he's nervous... well, well, he's nervous.

Lying on the left side is Scatha who is already sound asleep. To be precise, she is a young girl in bloom.

She didn't seem to be sleeping very comfortably, her brows were furrowed, and she didn't know what kind of nightmare she was having.

It's not the first time for An Zhiyu to sleep with Master, and it's also not the first time for him to be in close contact... But the problem is, Master is not the only one sleeping here!

The girl sleeping on the right side is Ushaha. I don’t know if it’s my junior brother here or it’s just because the girl is heartless. Ushaha seems to be sleeping soundly. She doesn’t seem to think that if Scarha If it continues like this, if it can't be restored to its original state, what should I do?

Is it true that the senior sister is the mother and he is the father?

Time flows quietly.

"Is it caused by Master's enemies, or is it because of Master's own purpose that it has become like this?" An Zhiyu thought to himself.

One of the most annoying things for Scathach is the curse. It seems good to be immortal. After all, youth is permanent. No matter how old she is, she is still magnificent, and her every move is breathtaking.

She didn't do anything at the beginning, but she fascinated her lover, and only her master obeyed.

But being alone can be a bit lonely.

Lonely, widowed, old... know everything.

Scathach was therefore always eager for a worthy opponent.She can accept defeating the opponent, and she can also accept defeat and death at the hands of the opponent.

It's always been that way.

But An Zhiyu has always been quite at ease. After all, Master has the curse of immortality. Even if an enemy wants to kill her, she will not die.

But this time was different, the curse of immortality on her body seemed to have disappeared, and if something happened, she would probably die if she died.

Maybe it was too quiet, An Zhiyu panicked, hearing the slight snoring, and turned to stare at the sleeping master.

The twin ponytails have been untied, a head of soft and long hair, loose pajamas, slightly messy hair sticking to the white face due to sweat stains, slender and slightly curled eyelashes, a beautiful face that is difficult to hide even in the dark... This He has been looking at the face for a long time, but he doesn't seem to get tired of it.

While quietly gazing at the face of the master, at this moment, a strange sense of fatigue suddenly hit, and An Zhiyu felt dizzy in the brain.

He wasn't sleepy, and he didn't plan to rest tonight, but for some reason, a strange feeling of sleepiness kept hitting his brain at this moment. Looking at his master's face, An Zhiyu gradually fell into a lethargic sleep.

It's so dark...Where is this place...Who am I...

An Zhiyu felt that his subconscious mind was awake, he could think normally, but he couldn't open his eyes.

I heard the sound of crying, the angry sound of a woman rushing out of the door, all kinds of voices intertwined with each other, forming a picture in An Zhiyu's mind.

Kingdom of Shadows!

This is where the old king of the Kingdom of Shadows handed over the throne to Scathach!

As soon as he thought of this, the darkness in front of his eyes suddenly ushered in dawn, and what appeared in his vision was the hall of the Kingdom of Shadows, and the woman sitting on the throne in the hall.

Skaha sat on the throne with his legs crossed, holding a red wine glass in his hand, and the luster of wine was rippling in his red eyes.

An Zhiyu looked up at her.

This figure... the familiar understatement in the eyes, and this high-ranking, Queen-shaking temperament that seems to be in control of everything.

Hmm... this is true, Master is right.

"You seem to be thinking about something very sorry? Apprentice." Skaha took a sip of red wine, his eyes seemed casual, but his eyes were always fixed on An Zhiyu.

"Is this a dream?" An Zhiyu looked at the woman on the throne and murmured.

"It's a dream." Skaha smiled.

"Come up here and sit." Then, she hooked her fingers.

An Zhiyu hesitated, looked at Skahan's faint smile and insurmountable tone, and finally walked up to her on the steps.

"Why are you so reserved? You seem to be very nervous?" Scathach held his chin with his hands, and raised his eyelids to take a look.

An Zhiyu's expression was slightly tense, standing in front of her, he looked like a stone sculpture.

"Apprentice?" Skaha yelled again, and then pulled An Zhiyu back to reality.

He looked at Scatha with a strange look: "Master... are you real or fake?"

This dream is too real, it looks like it is real.