Roaming Soul

That night, Yun Duan sat by the river. She gloomily threw rocks at the river, causing water to splash onto her legs. The cold feeling seeped into her calves, making her feel somewhat cold.

Yun Duan was very, very agitated. Why was this Si Yan Qing Jun so hard to deal with? No matter what she said, he always refused. Every time he was so stiff, she really wanted to cry.

He wondered how the business was going. He must be looking forward to her good news.

By the time Yun Duan fell asleep, it was already very late. She seemed to have gotten used to hearing the roars of the wild beasts on the mountain, so she wasn't as noisy as she was before. It was just that her heart was raging, so she couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

The window was open, and moonlight was shining in. Yun Duan rested her head on her arm, but her eyes were empty. What should she do now? What should she do now?

There was no one to discuss it with.

After tossing and turning, she couldn't fall asleep. Yun Duan sat up and looked at the half-closed door. After thinking for a while, she laid back down and looked out the window with her black eyes.

His expression was sad.

"Mistress, have you ever been to the desolate mountain?"

"…"

There was no response, nor did Yun Duan intend to ask him to return. She could not sleep, but her heart could not calm down. She just wanted to talk to someone.

"I've been there for more than three hundred years!"

Yun Duan's voice was very low. Every word that came out fell into the quiet night with a heavy pressure.

"When I first arrived at the barren mountain, I was very scared. There was still the sun during the day, but at night there was nothing. There was only darkness everywhere, and the mountains were filled with the wails of ghosts and the howls of wolves.

In the compartment, Si Yan Qing Jun slowly opened her eyes, not a single ripple in them.

"I'm very hungry, but I don't have any food, and I don't want to die!" Yun Duan laughed in a self-deprecating manner, "So one day, when I was starving to the point where I was completely powerless, I killed a little rabbit. That was the first time I killed a living creature!" She still felt sad for several days, but hunger didn't make her sad. In order to survive, she raised her dagger again and again, until the blood on her hands could no longer be washed clean.

"Later on, I met a yellow dog. It was very small, but it always stumbled around me. Over time, it became my only companion!"

If it wasn't for the yellow dog, she didn't know how she could have endured for more than 300 years.

"There are many evils in this desolate mountain. They all want to eat me, but I have a dagger and a yellow dog, so they don't dare to come over!" At the beginning, she didn't know what to do, so there were several times when she almost became an evil side dish. After learning a lot of things, she figured out how to disguise herself, her whole body was covered in corrosive meat, just like the smell on Evil Annihilation's body. They all thought it was the same kind of food, so they didn't touch her.

But he still bullied her. The yellow dog was very powerful and protected her until she stood up. She saw through the rules of the mountains and showed no mercy.

"The dagger is stained with a lot of blood. My hands are the same, but I have no choice. I don't want to die!"

Siyan Qingjun's eyes flashed. As the moonlight shined on his face, he looked as if he couldn't understand what was happening.

Yun Duan closed her eyes as she spoke, but her mind was still clear.

She didn't want to die. She hated Emperor Chen so much, so how could she possibly die? Moreover, he wouldn't die either. The only thing he wanted to do was to vent his anger on her and torture her to death.

Emperor Chen had transferred all his hatred for the imperial concubine to her. He had tortured her, and she had tortured him as well. No one wanted to let go of anyone.

She couldn't break free, she could only sink deeper and deeper into the ground. The painful murmuring caused Si Yan Qing Jun to frown, and he slowly stood up to walk out. The moonlight gently fell on the woman's face, and she began to fall into a restless sleep.

"No, no …" The clouds screamed in despair, but the dream was too deep for her to wake up from. Tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and like a child with nowhere to go, she curled up tightly in grief and helplessness.

After some thought, he reached out his hand and gently touched the center of her eyebrows. The twisted pain on Yun Duan's face slowly dissipated, and even his tightly curled body slowly relaxed as his small hand subconsciously grabbed onto the hand of his superior, Qingyan Jun. He tightly held onto it, and with a faint smile, he said, "Rui!" She murmured, seemingly satisfied.

Like this, Siyan Qingjun was held by Yun Duan as he sat down in the morning light. The dawn light spilled in from outside the window, filling the room with an exuberant amount of liveliness.

After a while, he realized where he was. He yawned, turned around, and sat up. Looking out the window, he saw the entire valley shrouded in mist. There was the melodious sound of birds chirping nearby, fresh and real.

She stretched as she walked out of the room and washed her face by the river. When she turned around, she saw that Si Yan Qing Jun was sitting on a stone bench. She was startled; she hadn't seen him when she first came out.

When did he appear?

With such a silent appearance, even if the expert were a master, she would not be able to compare to him in the slightest.

Today, she woke up early and decided to take a stroll in the bamboo forest. She heard that the forest contained the spiritual essence of heaven and earth, so she wanted to see if she could cultivate a new divine bone.

Uh, okay, this is just a psychological comfort, just in case my spiritual energy might recover a bit, so I still have to give it a try.

Even if it was just for this reason, she couldn't afford to be lazy.

Yun Duan walked a few steps forward, thought for a moment, and then gave Si Yan Qing Jun a glance. Her large eyes spun around a few times, and then she started walking up the mountain. When she came out, she picked up a bag of fruits and placed them in the bamboo box.

Shiyan Qingjun indifferently looked at her. Yun Duan shrugged and placed the fruit into a small basket on the stone table. Then, she turned around and began to walk towards the bamboo forest.

"Third King!"

Yun Duan stopped and turned his head to look at Siyan Qingjun.

Siyan Qingjun stared at the fruit in his hand. "You even lost your divinity. You don't have the qualifications to sit on that throne!"

"…"

Yun Duan frowned as he took a bite of the fruit. After chewing it a few times, he said, "The Divine Records will recover!"

She had never thought that she would be able to reach that position without the slightest bit of spiritual energy in her body. Now that the divine bone had been dismantled more than 300 years ago, she was basically a cripple to those with cultivation.

However, so what? If the Divine Bone could be removed, it would be put back in place. Although the process was somewhat painful, compared to the three hundred years she had spent in the Desolate Mountain, it should be a piece of cake.

As for the divine record, Emperor Chen had a way. Did he want a mortal like her to take over his world? How is this possible?

"A woman is indeed virtuous. Why must you insist on taking her?"

"…"

Yun Duan stared at Si Yan Qing Jun in confusion. She didn't seem like a virtuous woman at all. What damned woman was such a virtuous woman? She didn't have the heart to embroider and weave cloth.

"Emperor Chen's energy has run out. It's time for him to change hands!"

Yun Duan bit down on the fruit and walked back over. She stood in front of Siyan Qingjun, her black eyes narrowing as she asked, "What do you mean?"

Siyan Qingjun carefully looked at the fruit in his hand, as if he were trying to get a flower out of it.

"You found someone to marry early. What's wrong with living like a crane in the wild? Why do you have to carry such a heavy burden? It's better to be gentle at home!"

"…"

She felt that there was something wrong with this Si Yan Qing Jun today, as she normally would not talk about this. The most important thing was that whether she was warm or gentle had nothing to do with him, what she wanted was that seat. It was impossible for her to go on such a wild day, and she did not have any time to think about it.

"Is the Misty King joking? Or do you think it's a joke that I want to take that seat? "

He was always like this. He never revealed anything, and no one could see what he was thinking. Yun Duan was a bit angry, but she couldn't get angry.

She had already stayed here for more than a month, but it seemed like there was no use in her staying here. She had already stayed here for more than a month, but she had already stayed here for more than a month, but it seemed like there was no use in staying here.

He could only honestly say what he wanted and hope that Ye Xiao would be able to help him. However, the results weren't good. No, it shouldn't be good at all.

"So what if you're a girl? Without God's bones, you don't even have the slightest bit of spiritual energy to protect yourself. What do you think you're going to use to fight those jackals and tigers?"

Yun Duan lowered her head. She knew this as well. It was because of this that she came looking for him.

"If I have the Misty Monarch, I think all of this would not be a problem!"

Si Yan Qing Jun frowned, "I am not a god. Moreover, the Three Kings' Ji think too highly of me!"

He was obviously unmoved.

Yun Duan sighed. She sat in front of Siyan Qingjun, picked up the teapot on the table, and poured a cup into it. She raised the cup and drank.

Yun Duan stared at the teacup with an expressionless face. Perhaps once he got used to it, he would no longer find it hard to swallow.

"With the Misty Monarch's Divine Vision, do you see who the next Monarch will be?" If not for her, then who could be next?

Siyan Qingjun looked at the clouds. His eyes were deep and profound. It was calm inside, but it also felt like a storm was brewing. Yun Duan couldn't understand it, but she couldn't understand it.

"The Misty King is famous throughout the world. Even if he doesn't like to get involved with matters of the world, he must have some idea about the world's situation!"

At the very least, he should have a plan. After all, he was still a part of this world, so how could he be alone?

Siyan Qingjun's black eyes turned to the horizon. After a long time, he slowly said, "The chess game is in chaos, how can we analyze it!"

"…"

Yun Duan knew that he was trying to trick her, but she did not refute his words.

She didn't know what to say in rebuttal.

After sitting in the bamboo forest for the entire morning, he had not been able to calm his mind down even after entering the mountain. He could only see the road ahead vaguely through the swirling clouds.

She could only use the leaf as a dart. Fortunately, it was still useful in this kind of way. If she met someone who didn't know how to cultivate, then she could handle it.