My practice narration is weird

The sharp fox claw poked the man's cheek, then retracted.

Ye Wuyou, whose face had changed again, walked in the air, looking at the mountains and forests in the distance, struggling to find the road.

Previously, I used Tianyan to figure out the strangeness of the identity swap.

A sect named Guiyuan.

I forgot to ask the old guy where this place was.

Fortunately, Tian Yan can calculate the direction, so he doesn't have to immerse himself in running around.

"It's about two days' journey, not too far."

"No." Ye Wuyou said with a smile.

Ye Wuyou turned his head slightly and looked around.

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Wuyou wrote something again.

To put it bluntly, this is not a wreckage like [Death] or [Truth and False Judgment].

Obviously the danger has passed now...

Bai Lu's curious voice came from beside him.

"Then, what happens after that?"

It's not because of Bai Lu's words.

Bai Lu suddenly turned around and gritted her teeth.

"Is it really that important to change my identity?"

This is wrong.

But I saw those eyes that were shining brightly for some reason.

The man forgot his layout and even the so-called erosion.

"I know, those are weird, that's how Mr. Lu died."

Ye Wuyou only felt that Bai Lu's misunderstanding of him was probably getting deeper and deeper.

Ye Wuyou said, smiled softly, and continued.

He was about to speak, but the person in his arms suddenly stopped struggling.

Now after a few days, the curiosity in my heart has increased.

Okay, no need to say more.

The connection between the mind and the body gradually felt a suppressed emotion.

But something strange.

But now, it only reaches the chest.

Ye Wuyou looked down, then saw something, and his figure flashed.

A moment later, beside a mountain stream.

Ye Wuyou was a little confused.

Words sounded as crisp as silver bells, and Bai Lu asked softly at this moment, with a soft tone.

The mountain breeze blew over the stream, carrying a few fallen leaves and falling lightly on the two of them.

He couldn't imagine what it would be like to forget everyone around him.

Bai Lu raised her eyebrows and said in a casual tone, "I don't care."

"Gone."

When Ye Wuyou stepped ashore again and sat next to Bai Lu, he naturally extended his hand.

He suddenly took Bai Lu into his arms, and regardless of the other party's desperate struggle, he stretched out his hand to caress something behind her.

Only in this way will you not forget certain people and certain things.

At that time, his mind was numb from the killing, and he walked in a hurry. He didn't want to know what Luo Yue's intention was in practicing this technique.

"Well... what about after you change back?"

"Go somewhere and change my identity back." Ye Wuyou responded.

Why did it disappear now?

The illusory third fox tail was not to mention completely solidified.

If you really forgot, how could you possibly remember it.

"Let's leave here and don't worry about other things. I won't go back to Qingqiu. Why don't we find a place with mountains and water to practice?"

"But in my eyes, you are Ye Wuyou."

Ye Wuyou shook his head, "No."

Ye Wuyou looked thoughtful. There shouldn't be anything he has forgotten in the past few days, right?

The smell of death was gone, but the smell of blood was still there, and it couldn't be washed away.

Ye Wuyou's eyes gradually became serious.

What responded to him were the woman's firm words.

Ye Wuyou wanted to record every scene from joining Tianlao to Tianlan City in writing.

Up to now, Bai Lu was not ignorant of the weird, but she only knew that there were such things.

Compared with the erosion of ghosts, which only takes over your body a little bit, [Forgetting] obviously brings more trouble.

Now it looks normal, but Ye Wuyou is just covering it up with illusions.

Ye Wuyou raised his eyes and glanced at Bai Lu standing beside him.

The latter looked at the mountains and forests in the distance, his charming face a little lost in thought at the moment.

"Leave here and continue practicing."

"A jailer."

Ye Wuyou has never forgotten how crazy and desperate Xia Anmeng's "rival" was at the end of his life.

This does not mean that the ghosts are less aggressive towards me, nor does it mean that I am gifted.

"Yes, because you practice magic..."

Looking at his body that was comparable to that of a dead man, Ye Wuyou felt a headache.

But then, Ye Wuyou suddenly slapped his head.

Ye Wuyou remained silent, and finally could only speak.

Don’t you have enough problems now?

Bai Lu didn't speak, but the voice sounded directly in Ye Wuyou's heart.

I have been using the power of ghosts a lot recently. If it had been in the past, the erosion of ghosts would have spread throughout my body.

Bai Lu sat on the mound of dirt nearby, holding her chin and looking at the man who was washing his body, yawned, and looked bored.

Even though Ye Wuyou felt a little guilty when he left Dayan and hid all the way, Bai Lu was always talking and laughing.

Lines of handwriting were written by him.

"Ye Wuyou's cultivation talent is not ideal..."

What about the narrator? Say something, what should I do?

Integrating the second weirdness into itself does temporarily solve the erosion problem to a large extent, but it also has hidden dangers.

Ye Wuyou carefully rubbed his right eye, feeling the aura inside it.

"Wuyou... let's be more practical, okay?"

"Send Lu Qingshan's ashes back."

Thinking about it, Ye Wuyou laughed.

Bai Lu was silent for a moment, lowered his eyes, and said softly.

Danger... After all, it is weird. How can the remains of the avenue not be dangerous?

But as his understanding deepened, Ye Wuyou was no longer as confused as when he first saw the weirdness.

"Diary, write down some things."

Ye Wuyou felt that Bai Lu seemed a little strange these days.

Ye Wuyou took a deep breath and closed the book.

My heart tightened slightly.

Ye Wuyou didn't say anything about the weirdness of [Forgetfulness] in the end.

Although because of [Rebirth of Flesh and Blood], his body would not grow corpse spots like Luo Yue and become rotten, but it was also visibly different from ordinary people.

Erosion...

"I am Ye Wuyou."

"Will it be as dangerous as this time?"

"Who is Uncle Wang?"

"Ye Wuyou, what are we going to do next?"

[Forget]

"Hiss, don't say that."

"Ye Wuyou, don't lie to me."

Bai Lu sniffed subconsciously and then shook her head.

Whether it was her identity recognition in the eyes of outsiders or her own strange erosion, these were far more serious than this body that could at least move.

"I can recognize you, and only I can recognize you."

"Smell it, is there any smell?"

Seemingly noticing Ye Wuyou's gaze, Bai Lu brushed her skirt with both hands at this moment, and then sat down beside Ye Wuyou with her knees crossed.

Nonsense, I should write about Lu Caiwei next.

Bai Lu's eyes flickered, and she muttered.

Bai Lu's voice rang again, still in her heart.

If it were in the past, Bai Lu would have to respond to herself quite proudly, are you also a serious person?

But there was no reply at the moment.

Since leaving the imperial city that day, I have never known where the stutterer went.

"I won't write anymore. Who would write a diary?"

"It will still be dangerous, right?"

It shouldn't be.

This body is more or less a problem.

Thinking of this, Ye Wuyou looked down at himself.

A non-lethal weirdness is not considered "dangerous".

Ye Wuyou took out a pen and paper and wrote down everything that happened in the past few days. He read it carefully over and over again to make sure there was nothing missed.

Feeling a sharp piercing in his neck, Ye Wuyou hesitated for a moment, but looking at the face that seemed to have released all the repressed emotions at this moment, he finally gave up struggling.

Bai Lu said "oh", nodded slightly, and his eyes wandered over Ye Wuyou's pen and paper for a moment.

"The prison collapsed, then what? Why don't you write anymore?"

"What are you writing?"

[You sighed in your heart that only women and villains are difficult to raise in the world. At this moment, just like that moment, that year, the peach blossoms in your hometown bloomed, and you finally drank half a jar of Zui Sheng Meng Si...]

"In the eyes of others, I am no longer Ye Wuyou."

No, I have to think of a way to prevent myself from missing something.

The next moment, Bai Lu suddenly exerted force, and then pressed Ye Wuyou under her body, pressing him into the soft soil.

"Don't worry, I practice quite fast. Give me some time, and I will definitely help you return to Qingqiu safely."

Even with the connection of the contract, Ye Wuyou didn't know what the other party was thinking for a while.

Is she still in Dayan?

But with Xia Anmeng by her side, with her strength, she can go anywhere in the world.

Two fluffy and huge fox tails wrapped up the intertwined figures.

Two fox tails.