My practice narration is weird

The sound of insects that had disappeared suddenly sounded, and the still fallen leaves drifted with the wind, the light and shadow flickered, and the whirlpool turned.

Time passed, and everything resumed its operation.

The future changed.

Swoosh...

The blood-colored long sword came from the sky, carrying a chilling breath, and landed on the vast scorched earth, but then it broke into countless broken blades again.

And the dark sky that was covered by the strange domain finally revealed its original appearance again.

There was blood mist falling in the sky.

But there was no one anymore.

With a trance for a moment, Ye Wuyou lay on the ground, his eyes full of confusion.

[Years] was sealed and turned into an ordinary sapling.

[Strange Coffin] was originally completely liberated, but now it was sealed again and turned into a dark wooden box in Ye Wuyou's hands.

Zhu Jiuyin, who was so fierce that the earth shook, now had his body lying across most of the mountain range, his head falling in the mountains, and the fear of his life still remained in his dead eyes.

Everything was over.

But why?

A deep doubt emerged in Ye Wuyou's heart.

Why did the strange domain dissipate, why was Zhu Jiuyin killed, why did the group of Nine Realms who were previously outside the strange domain disappear now?

What happened?

[……]

The narrator was silent, even it did not give an answer.

The power of [Forget] made Ye Wuyou forget everything.

Even the narrator, even if it could spy on Ye Wuyou's thoughts, could not follow them at this moment.

Some inexplicable thoughts emerged in Ye Wuyou's heart, he felt as if he had experienced something, he should have known everything, but now he had completely forgotten it.

But everything in front of him was not the key.

Ye Wuyou slowly looked around.

At this moment, the sky gradually brightened, the strange domain was no longer here, and the sight was no longer blocked.

He saw Luo Qinghan rising from the mud.

He saw Bai Changzai who fell asleep far below the foot of the mountain.

He saw Zhu Jiuyin's corpse, he saw Zhang Yuelu's remains, he saw the destroyed forest, he saw the traces left behind...

But he had never seen Lu Caiwei.

His eyes suddenly paused.

By the way, where is Lu Caiwei?

Where is Lu Caiwei?

Where is Lu... Caiwei?

His memory was [forgotten], Ye Wuyou didn't remember everything that happened just now, but he still remembered the last scene before.

That was when he saw the girl's figure in front of the whirlpool, and he was about to save her at that time.

What about now?

Ye Wuyou's pupils shrank slightly, as if he thought of something, his body stood stiffly in place, but his face twitched slightly unconsciously.

Heavy footsteps.

It was Luo Qinghan who was walking towards him.

The woman lowered her head, her face was not visible, her figure was in a mess, her aura was scattered, and her clothes were stained with red.

Ye Wuyou looked at her and opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

But there was still a voice.

"Where is Caiwei?"

No response.

After a few breaths of silence, the woman's voice sounded again.

"Just now, didn't you, didn't you go to save her..."

The voice was accompanied by a little messy breathing, with questions, confusion, and a little panic.

But there was no response.

The footsteps staggered a little, and Luo Qinghan's figure swayed.

Ye Wuyou stretched out his hand, trying to support him.

But a crisp sound rang out.

The arm was thrown away by the woman, and the next moment, a huge force came.

Ye Wuyou subconsciously raised his hand, but then put it down.

His body was like being hit hard, and he fell backwards almost uncontrollably. Countless thick tree trunks were smashed to pieces at this moment, and finally sank deep into the broken rocks.

The woman grabbed his neck tightly, and her fingertips turned slightly white due to the twisting, engraved into the flesh and blood, bringing a touch of red.

Tick, tick...

It was blood flowing, dripping on the stones.

Tick, tick...

It was tears hanging down, soaking the clothes.

The trembling voice came from the mouth of the woman in front of him.

"Why..."

Ye Wuyou still did not respond, and remained silent.

The head that had been lowered from the beginning slowly raised at this moment, revealing Luo Qinghan's face, which was now indistinguishable whether it was blood or tears.

The shrill and crazy questioning voice screamed, and the woman's hair was disheveled, and the snow-white hair was flying wildly, and it was like a hysterical question at this moment.

"Why, you clearly told me to look after her!"

"You clearly told me to save her!"

The fingertips exerted force almost uncontrollably, and the bones in Ye Wuyou's neck cracked, making waves of terrifying sounds.

Ye Wuyou did not react at all, but just stared at the woman in front of him silently, looking at Luo Qinghan who was almost broken.

The voice with deep anger and despair came again.

"You clearly... could save her."

"Why, Ye Wuyou..."

Halfway through the words, she already had a cry. The woman leaned on Ye Wuyou, her body trembling slightly. She wanted to say something else, but her words were choked, and she could no longer say a word.

Ye Wuyou did not resist from beginning to end.

"Why, Ye Wuyou..."

I don't know if the woman is still whispering, or if the voice just now is still lingering in my ears.

Ye Wuyou is now in a state of confusion.

Yes, why.

Qinghan had already reminded himself in advance, and he had clearly made an appointment with Luo Qinghan.

I was able to save Lu Caiwei in the end.

At that time, I could save Lu Caiwei no matter what.

I had enough time to pull Lu Caiwei back from the vortex.

But why didn't I do it?

In just a trance, the strange domain dissipated, Zhu Jiuyin was killed, and everything changed.

What happened...

A strong doubt arose in Ye Wuyou's heart, and he seemed to remember something.

So he remembered.

An inexplicable word appeared in his heart.

"Go find Lu Qingshan, he will help you..."

Why did I suddenly think of Lu Qingshan?

Where to find him, isn't he dead?

Ye Wuyou's eyes trembled slightly, and he obviously couldn't understand what was happening at the moment.

Qinghan, who was lying on Ye Wuyou, slowly stood up at this moment, with his hair scattered and hanging in front of him.

Under the white hair, the woman's dead and empty eyes were covered.

She stood up and stepped lightly into the air.

Ye Wuyou was about to get up.

But...

The extremely cold ice crystals came over, covering his body and infecting all the rocks.

"Don't come to me."

Luo Qinghan's voice was hollow. Finally, he looked at Ye Wuyou deeply, retracted his gaze, and stepped lightly.

The magic of shrinking the earth into an inch was performed, ripples flickered, and the figure disappeared.

Luo Qinghan left.

Ye Wuyou did not chase him.

Perhaps both of them needed to be alone at this moment.

[Magic Power·Big Red Lotus]

Symbolizes the eight cold hells that are the coldest in the world.

The blood-stained ice crystals covered his body, but the biting cold still could not calm Ye Wuyou's chaotic mood at the moment.

But at the moment when Luo Qinghan's figure disappeared from his eyes.

The second sentence was remembered by Ye Wuyou again.

"Keep an eye on Qinghan, no matter what kind of conflict occurs, keep an eye on her."

The ice crystals shattered in an instant.

...

The ripples of the magic flickered in the air.

The air was filled with a diffused aura.

Luo Qinghan did not hide her figure at all, and of course, she did not need to hide.

The aura of the peak of the Sixth Realm Heavenly Power was revealed without reservation, and even at high altitude, it still shocked many eyes.

No one knew where such a terrifying Sixth Realm was going and what he was going to do.

And Luo Qinghan herself did not know this.

She herself did not know where to go, but just walked aimlessly, using the magic of the divine way. She wanted to distance herself and go to a place where there were no people.

Luo Qinghan did not understand.

She certainly did not understand why Ye Wuyou could have saved Lu Caiwei at that time, and even made a move in her eyes.

But the final outcome was like this.

It was obviously possible, it was obviously possible, but it was not done.

For a moment, anger filled her heart.

But Luo Qinghan was not a stupid person.

The disappearance of the strange domain, the disappearance of the powerful enemies outside the strange domain, the death of Zhu Jiuyin, the sealing of [Time]...

All of these, all proved what happened just now.

But no one knew.

The disappearance of Lu Caiwei was not Ye Wuyou's problem, nor was it that Ye Wuyou didn't want to help.

But there must be a reason.

She questioned Ye Wuyou.

But what she saw was Ye Wuyou's equally lost expression and silent eyes.

He didn't know either...

But what does it matter?

Lu Caiwei is still gone.

She disappeared in front of her eyes just like that.

She questioned Ye Wuyou, she hoped that Ye Wuyou could answer her doubts.

As long as Ye Wuyou is here, everything will get better. He always seems to know everything and can always think of a way...

She wanted to hear Ye Wuyou say "It's okay, I have a way."

Even when facing the thirteen ninth realms, Ye Wuyou had expressed his thoughts and was still able to plan, so he must be able to do it now.

But there was no response.

The anger and the panic that came over her were mixed together, and the tiny hope in Luo Qinghan's heart finally disappeared, turning into an empty black abyss.

When she staggered, she saw Ye Wuyou's arm reaching out to support her.

But...

Let's fight.

She attacked brazenly and pressed Ye Wuyou against the wall, her fingertips even piercing his neck.

Let's fight.

She was extremely angry.

Because anger can cover everything, it can allow oneself to escape from the panic in the heart, and can forget everything.

The emotions in her heart had been suppressed to the extreme. Luo Qinghan looked at Ye Wuyou, and her aura kept pressing on him, wanting Ye Wuyou to attack.

She was definitely no match for Ye Wuyou.

But, let's fight.

But in the end, she only saw Ye Wuyou's speechless face.

Luo Qinghan could no longer speak.

She was angry and she hated.

But it was not Ye Wuyou who had already tried his best.

But it was the powerless self at the moment.

Why is the sixth realm still the sixth realm?

Why is it still so weak?

Obviously, I could protect the two of them in the past, and with my own cultivation, I could look down on the heroes, but now, I have changed.

Lu Caiwei is no longer here.

But Ye Wuyou is still here.

Seventh realm, the future...

In the judgment of [Time], does Ye Wuyou only have the future of the seventh realm?

The star king mentioned by others seems to covet Ye Wuyou as well.

It was them, that group of people, the remnants of the ancients, the beasts, who forced us to this point!

It was them who killed Lu Caiwei.

Settlements!

Settlements!

Settle them all!

Take out their souls alive and send them to Ye Wuyou, cast their heads into Jingguan, and use their bones to cast palaces.

Kill them all, leaving no one alive.

The scattered aura around the woman suddenly condensed.

Luo Qinghan paused at this moment, looking at the sky ahead, silent for a while, and finally slowly fell into an uninhabited mountain forest.

The sky, which was originally sunny, was a little dim for some reason at this moment.

This year is a warm winter.

It is November, but it is not as cold as in previous years.

But at the moment, there is a chill in this uninhabited mountain forest.

Luo Qinghan walked quietly on the mountain path, and a few ice crystals appeared under his feet with every step.

Ice crystals bloomed, producing pure ice flowers one by one.

The surrounding trees were covered with a layer of white frost.

It was snowing.

The heavy snow fell from the sky, and soon the world was covered with a layer of silver frost.

Luo Qinghan walked, and the look in her eyes gradually faded.

Some unknown changes appeared in her.

The barrier of [No Lower Limit] changed from the original "transparent" to almost completely visible to the naked eye.

The weirdness was completely released.

This mountain forest turned into a weird domain at this moment.

The weird domain of [No Lower Limit].

But Luo Qinghan did not show any signs of erosion.

Instead, his aura became stronger and stronger, and his breath became more and more fierce.

The clear sky was now covered by layers of thick clouds. Although it was not as dark as night, it had dimmed and looked gray.

The mountain path seemed to have come to an end.

The white snow shone on the ground, and an old temple appeared in sight.

Luo Qinghan paused slightly.

A trace of doubt appeared in her indifferent eyes.

Was there such a temple before?

But then, the doubt disappeared, and she stepped again, heading towards the dilapidated ancient temple.

"Donor, please stay."

A crisp voice sounded.

Luo Qinghan glanced lightly, and a little monk stood on the snow without knowing when.

The little monk was obviously unable to bear the severe cold of the ice and snow, and his face was red from the cold. At this moment, he sniffed, clasped his hands together, and spoke to Luo Qinghan tremblingly.

"Donor, it is not a good thing to merge the Tao into your body in this state. You have lost your mind, so wake up quickly."

Luo Qinghan looked lightly, and did not care about the inexplicable words of the little monk at this moment.

She continued to go to the ancient temple.

The little monk's voice came again, with a hint of weirdness.

"If the donor is stubborn, then I will turn you into food."

Luo Qinghan ignored it.

She stood at the door of the ancient temple. As far as her eyes could see, it was pitch black inside, but there was a faint golden light.

Deep in her heart, there seemed to be some kind of guidance, guiding her forward.

Go in.

Go in, you can settle everything.

Go in, you can protect Ye Wuyou and make him surrender to you again.

Lu Caiwei is gone.

Ye Wuyou belongs to her alone.

Luo Qinghan's eyes trembled slightly, but in the end she followed her heart and took action according to the guidance of her heart.

Finally, she stepped into the hall.

Her eyes were empty, as if she could not perceive anything around her.

So much so that Luo Qinghan did not notice the bone-chilling cold behind her.

The little monk was like a shadow at this moment.

Hanging in the air, he followed her closely.

The little monk looked at the woman indifferently, as if looking at an ant.

Then, it opened its bloody mouth. (End of this chapter)