Fairy, things are really not what you think!

The law is so complicated yet so simple.

Even Guran, who studied the Dao of Formation, felt dizzy for the first time.

But she still strained her eyes... trying to discern something, behind the legal principles——

She seemed to see endless stars.

I saw...the jagged cliffs behind Hoshino.

Hoshino turned into drops of bright water on the dark and steep cliff.

In the abyss of endless darkness, those water droplets that refract the glimmer of light are already the last light in this dark abyss.

Therefore, he was uncontrollable but tried his best to peek at the water droplets.

She watched the drops of water slip—

shimmering.

Then...the soul seemed to be absorbed by the water drops.

At this time, she finally saw the scene reflected in the water droplets on the dark cliff——

The quiet and cold cold pool.

The woman lying beside the cold pool is covered in fruit.

She was tied up in the cold pool by heavy chains, her white snow skin was thin and glistening, and the snow was greasy and fragrant.

In stark contrast, were the heavy black shackles on her body.

The moment Guran's eyes caught the drop of water, Guran saw——

she saw-

The woman in the cold pool raised her head.

The scene reflected by the water droplets was so blurry at this time that Gu Ran couldn't see the woman's face clearly.

But she has a feeling.

That woman... must be extremely beautiful.

She smiled a little at Gu Ran——

"Let's go back."

Therefore, he seemed to hear the subtle voice of a woman ringing in his ears.

When Gu Ran suddenly came back from that illusion, sweat was dripping from her body, and the warm sweat almost soaked the obscene clothes under her skirt.

Guran found himself in a huge white square.

She was panting, and beside Guran, Xiaoxiao and Baitao supported Guran from left to right.

In front of them, three tokens were spinning around.

Before Guran could recover from the panting, a gust of wind had already hit Guran and their faces.

Baitao coldly scolded, and several light pink strips of hair suddenly emerged from the fox girl's sleeves, resisting the strong wind.

It was a heavy battle axe.

"You want to die!" Baitao grabbed the three tokens in front of him.

You know...these three tokens almost represent their way of survival.

Lost the token, almost at the mercy of others.

Once the seven-day period is over and the Nine Dragons Trial Site disappears, they can only fall into the Dragon Abyss.

And...you can still survive falling into Dragon Abyss.

Almost never before.

Do not--

In fact, there was still a person who came back after setting foot in Longyuan.

That person turned the tide 12 years ago and saved Suolongtan, which was about to fall, with extreme partiality.

Brought back the dragon beads of the former sect master of Suolongtan from the Dragon Abyss.

With supreme power, he spared no room for the cultivation base of the previous suzerain to the orphan left by the previous suzerain.

And as a price—

I just hope that when the girl grows up, she can marry her disciple.

Guran, who was supported by Baitao and Xiaoxiao, finally came back to his senses from the terrifying dizziness.

She looked at the token that fell into Baitao's hands.

The decoration on each token is different.

But... Gu Ran recognized it at a glance. The three tokens in Baitao's hand were each engraved with something -

"Prisoner Cow".

"Pulao".

And... just watched... "嵑屃".

They represent the three of the nine sons of the dragon.

Presumably the other six tokens also represent several other dragon sons.

Baitao, who blocked the opponent's attack, yelled at them in the direction of attacking them, and the young man in red armor stood there with a huge ax on his shoulder.

"Ahhhh~~~"

"Don't be so angry."

"I thought this token...you don't want it."

The Dragon Clan——

Ziyang.

Behind Baitao, layers of light purple formations began to unfold.

It's obviously just the simplest space spirit treasure array.

But because the number is too much, it even makes people dizzy.

A pair of slender hands stretched out from the nearest formation behind Baitao, and then... wrapped around Guran's shoulders.

A woman in a red dress lazily walked out of the formation, showing a look of surprise, "Ahhhhh~"

"I'm sorry I hugged you wrongly."

But... Judging from her expression that seemed to be enjoying herself, the gradually closing of her arms, and the dirty hands that were about to rub Miss Guran's chest while others were in danger, there was no hint of 'wrong hugging'.

"Get your dirty hands off Miss Guran!!!" Before the battle, Baitao was about to wrestle with her own spirit.

In front of them, the young man from the Flood Dragon clan smiled wickedly.

He looked at Gu Li who was pale because he was trying to spy on the deeper restrictions of the Nine Dragons Trial, "If the little sister is so uncomfortable just by crossing the restrictions..."

"It's better to leave earlier."

"otherwise..."

"If you leave this square, be careful and you will die."

Before he could finish his words, Baitao and Gutu took action almost at the same time.

The sharp spiritual power surged into waves, angrily slashing at the red-armored boy.

It's just that he was at the Nascent Soul Realm, but he didn't seem to be afraid at all, and retreated extremely fast. After dodging the bombardment of the old rabbit, he barely parried Baitao's attack with his axe.

"Ahhhh~"

"I just want to give my lovely little sister some advice."

"Don't be so hot."

He stared at the pale Guran, then stepped back step by step, and finally withdrew from the square.

Gu Ran looked at the direction in which the youngsters of the Jiaolong clan retreated.

Around the huge white square, there are four trails. The ends of the trails are covered by faint clouds, and only the outlines of buildings can be vaguely seen in the clouds.

So I understand.

Those four paths may represent four different opportunities.

The boy smiled and bowed to salute, then turned around and sank into the path.

Baitao didn't chase after him.

So the bad look on her face made her very worried.

Besides the worried Baitao and Xiaoxiao... there were a few other people who approached.

Chengying in heavy armor stared at Guran indifferently, "It's all right."

So he shook his head lightly.

Chengying bit her lip, "That guy Ziyang's words are ugly, but they're not wrong."

"If you're not feeling well, it's better to quit Weiwei earlier."

"In this proving ground, she may not be able to protect you." Although Chengying didn't mention Baitao, the girls knew who Chengying was talking about.

"It's okay... I can handle it." Gu Ran stood up with Xiaoxiao's help.

She can't say... The reason why she looks so ugly and looks like she's about to die of dizziness is because she has seen so much more than you.

Therefore, he could even vaguely guess the layout of the Kowloon trial venue.

Cheng Ying took a deep look at Gu Ran, then turned and left, stepping into the path in the completely opposite direction of the young man from the Jiaolong clan.

In addition to Chengying, the girl from Zhaoyaoshan also kindly leaned over.

She took out a small gourd from her pocket, unscrewed the stopper and handed it to Guran's mouth, "Drink some..."

"After drinking a little, you will feel much better."

The girl's voice was very thin and soft, sounding like a cute little rabbit.

He clearly knew that in this secret place of Nine Dragons, he should not trust anyone other than Baitao and Xiaoxiao too much.

However, facing the girl's good intentions, Guran reluctantly took the gourd from the girl's hand with a smile, and took a small sip.

And the results... great results.

Therefore, I only feel that my consciousness seems to be much clearer in an instant, and the fatigue in my body is swept away in an instant.

"Thank you..." Gu Ran thanked the girl, "Bless me... Miss?"

The girl showed a big smile to Guran, and took back the gourd from Guran's hand, "It's okay, you can feel better."

As for the Holy Maiden of the White Moon, she looked at Guran with compassion.

After seeing that Guran was getting better, he turned and left without hesitation.

The crisp sound of a woman's heel hitting the ground strikes Guran's heart.

"I saw it already..."

"So far—"

"Those threads of sorrow... bind you and me like a cocoon."

"On the stage, the wooden actress whose future is strangled by silk threads."

"Struggle hard."

"Sometimes..."

"I'm also longing for...an unexpected harvest."

"..."

Far away, behind her, came Gu Ran's questioning voice, "By the way, Miss Zhu Yu."

"This gourd contains..."