Princess Against the World

Dingmiao's footsteps suddenly became heavy, and he was so precious that he couldn't move a step away. He could only look into his mother's eyes, losing his energy little by little.

"mother……"

He made a "bang" sound and fell to his knees weakly.

Just like before! !

That was how he was back then, helplessly watching his family members die one by one in front of him, helpless!

Seeing his home being destroyed bit by bit, he was powerless!

There was nothing he could do to watch the group of murderers leave with ease! !

Now, he is standing here again, but he still can't change the outcome of the matter!

"No……"

Dingmiao raised his eyes and looked at the archer.

"I kill you……"

Roaring angrily, he jumped up, drew out the long sword from a corpse, and flew through the air.

However, the archer turned around slowly as if he couldn't see it.

Behind him, Dingmiao's whole body, including his long sword, slashed at him.

But--

The sword edge passed through the man's body, as if slashing in the air, without any effect.

Dingmiao watched helplessly as he pulled away and broke away from his sword.

No casualties, no blood! !

Holding the long sword in his hand, Dingmiao slowly closed his eyes, tears falling down his cheeks.

"This is an illusion. It can be the deepest memory in your memory, or it can be the thing you are most afraid of touching..."

A calm voice sounded behind him, and Dingmiao's eyes suddenly opened, his head suddenly turned sideways, and his pupils shrank.

"It's you?"

Mo Xuanchen came quietly and stood beside the middle-aged beautiful woman, chin slightly.

"You can't save your mother...just like back then!"

"Why are you here?"

Dingmiao walked over with a heavy body and tightened his grip on the sword.

"You shouldn't be there in my memory!! You shouldn't be there in the fantasy either..."

"Yes! Originally...I wouldn't exist, but someone asked me to come and save you...so I showed up!"

Mo Xuanchen stood with his hands behind his hands, looking around at the tragedy around him.

"The massacre... no one will forget such a thing! But you should learn... some things, once they happen, they just happen and cannot be changed! You have to get out of it and change your way of life! Instead of Dwelling on the past and wanting to change them..."

"You haven't said yet how you entered my fantasy!"

Dingmiao raised his hand and pointed his sword directly at Mo Xuanchen.

"Say! Who are you? Who sent you here?!"

"What? You want to kill me?"

Mo Xuanchen smiled lightly, raised his fingertips lightly, and scratched the edge of the sword without leaving a single scratch.

"Dingmiao, this is your illusion... but I am also real!! If you don't die, I won't die either... Same thing, I can't kill you, and you can't kill me!!"

"You really know a lot!"

Dingmiao held his head high and smiled coldly, but had no intention of putting away his sword.

"It's unusual for someone to know so much... I wonder, who is your behind-the-scenes instigator?"

"You know my behind-the-scenes instigator... too!!"

Mo Xuanchen flipped his fingertips, and the wooden heart bracelet came out impressively.

"She asked me to come!"

Dingmiao's eyes couldn't help but narrowed: "Miss Ling...why didn't she come and let you come?"

"She is injured and cannot enter here anymore... So, let me use the Wooden Heart Bracelet to find your aura and come here to rescue you!"

Mo Xuanchen played with the wooden heart bracelet, smiling slightly and lowering his eyes.

"The reason why the undead in the Forbidden Land can trap a person is because it has a power that can make people believe in the environment they are in!!"