I'm Really A Newcomer

Jiang Mian said with a smile.

Perhaps this smile was too bright, and Bai Rong stopped his hand for the first time.

It was so hesitant that it felt at a loss.

That's it, that's it.

I don't want to go on.

In a daze, the whole world collapsed. Jiang Mian raised his head. In the thick night, the gentle breeze blew across every inch of his skin, and several gorgeous arcs were drawn at the end of the sky.

Jiang Mian's body stagnated, as if he hadn't gotten used to this feeling of calm yet.

His seven orifices were bleeding, but his body and mind felt extremely relaxed, as if he were in an ethereal cloud.

In front of Jiang Mian's eyes was a sleeping black dragon, and in his hand was a Xin Qiji sword.

He thought that if he wanted to, he could use this sword to pierce the broad forehead of the dragon in front of him.

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August 8, Fire Orchid Festival.

All that was left of the gluttonous feast beside Gana Lake was the leftover bones. As late night approached, the most grand festival in Xiniland came to an end.

In the sky filled with fireworks, the joy of countless people bloomed freely with the colorful fireworks.

Amid the crowds, the well-dressed beauty who won the title of "Pearl" looked up at the colorful sky that complemented her long hair tied with colorful headbands.

Her skirt decorated with flowers was like the sunset.

Amidst the sound of firecrackers, Zhou Qingwu looked back at Zhou Cang and Zhou Qingyu not far away.

Zhou Qingyu applauded her proudly, but Zhou Cang, who had always doted on her, stared absently at the locked cabin in the distance.

The fiery trees and silver flowers blooming one after another in the sky are like stars all over the sky, and the whole world is "cracking" with excitement.

Gana is filled with the fragrant aroma of wine, and Xinilan is singing and dancing to make a final tribute to nature.

"Brother!" Meng Linxi shouted loudly, "Sister Alva is looking for you!"

Meng Linxi patted Meng Aniu, who was looking at Gana Lake in a daze.

Meng Aniu shuddered and turned around suddenly. The girl with a smoky look and charming face under the makeup was waving to him shyly.

The young man's somewhat lonely heart was filled with a bit of youthful throbbing.

"Sister Alva is so beautiful." Meng Linxi murmured softly, looking at the burning cloud appearing on Alva's cheeks.

Away from the hustle and bustle, a plump dark-skinned woman was sitting in front of a mottled wooden house in the distance, drinking wine alone.

Even her dark skin couldn't blur her superior facial features. The silent woman looked extremely cold.

The cabin is also locked.

The woman who loves liveliness the most chose to stay quietly in front of this dilapidated wooden house that has not been inhabited for many years during the most lively and grand festival.

She didn't drink the old white wine that every household in Xinniland brewed. The bottle of wine she drank was worth a fortune on the black market.

"Sister." Yu Yuan patted the dust on the steps and sat down next to Akarina.

"Want to drink?" Akalina carelessly handed the wine bottle to Zhou Yuan.

This pot of wine originates from the mountains.

Yu Yuan waved his hand, and then looked at Zhou Qingwu, who was holding the moon in the distance, and sighed softly: "We are all old."

"Sister, don't blame him. Every move he makes...the whole world is watching, even more so now." Yu Yuan patted his thigh gently.

"Yeah." Akarina responded softly.

"I knew there was no way he was going to stay...but I just couldn't help but not blame him."

"I……"

Suddenly Akalina stood up suddenly.

She lowered her eyes solemnly and looked at the inexplicable Yu Yuan, her deep pupils full of shock.

"What's wrong, sister?" Yu Yuan tensed up alertly.

"Xiao Yuanzi, the magnetic field of the entire ancient forest is changing." Akarina said seriously.

As soon as she finished speaking, Akarina's body disappeared from the spot like a ghost.

Under the exploding fireworks, a woman in black clothing was running towards the depths of Xiniland.

Suddenly, Akalina stopped in confusion.

According to the journey, we should have reached the crystal forest called the Land of Illusion, but the surroundings are still full of lush ancient trees.

She ran forward again until she came to the crooked wooden sign.

On the wooden sign were the four crooked characters written by her.

"No travel ahead..."

But the boundless fog dissipated, and the foggy forest that made countless people bend their backs turned into an extremely ordinary pine forest.

The ground was filled with dead bones of lost hunters. These hunters wandered around in the misty forest, but could never go deeper.

Akarina frowned, and the stars in the sky were shining brightly above her head.

Her face became cruel and domineering, and the awe-inspiring killing intent entrenched and spread like the roots of an ancient tree.