Immortal, save me!

When Le Zhi learned that several people had left, his handsome face almost turned crooked with anger.

He clearly agreed to play together after coming out of Biluo Cliff, but he remembered it and stupidly waited at the entrance.

Really!

It’s so unbrotherly!

It made him look like a resentful woman who was alone in her empty boudoir. She finally learned that her husband was coming back, but he left her and left without saying goodbye!

Le Zhi wrote a lot of words of condemnation, and finally emphasized the key point, she wanted to apologize to him!

As for how to apologize, the letter said that he hadn't decided yet and would tell them when he did.

"What are you laughing at?"

Mo Yin came out with wet hair after washing. Seeing Luo Jin smiling happily, he couldn't help but ask.

Luo Jin took the letter and walked up to Mo Yin to show it to him. She pointed at the letter and said with a smile, "Does the Immortal want to read Le Zhi's letter?"

Mo Yin was not interested and just asked: "What's written on it?"

Luo Jin put the letter away and said, "I didn't write anything. It just condemned us for leaving without saying goodbye."

Mo Yin nodded to express his understanding.

Luo Jin: "Does the Immortal want to reply?"

"Need not."

Luo Jin had no intention of replying to the letter. He placed the letter on the candle and lit it, watching it turn into ashes little by little. He glanced at the letter and saw that the homing pigeon was still lingering on the window, so he walked over and waved to it.

"Let's go, let's go, don't reply."

The pigeon didn't understand and wandered around the window sill twice, showing no intention of leaving.

Not leaving? It’s better not to leave! It can be grilled and eaten!

Luo Jin turned around and said to Mo Yin: "Immortal, how about roasted pigeon as an extra meal tonight?"

"what ever."

Luo Jin responded: "Okay."

As a result, when I turned around, I saw the pigeon flapping its wings and flying away.

This pigeon is quite spiritual, Luo Jin thought to herself.

It was getting late, and there were fewer and fewer people on the road. Mo Yin looked at someone who was staying in his room and said, "You should go back to your room."

Luo Jin didn't want to leave, so he walked to Mo Yin and took a dry cloth to wipe his hair.

The slender fingers went back and forth between the hair, leaving an indescribable numbness.

"Sage, I think this bed in your room is better than the one in mine. Can I stay?"

Mo Yin lowered his eyes, sat still, and said calmly: "Let's change rooms."

Not hearing what she wanted to hear, Luo Jin was a little unhappy and could only nod.

So Luo Jin slept on the bed she "wanted to sleep on".

The Lonely Wasteland is in the Northern Territory. It was once the battlefield of immortals and monsters. It has a vast area and low terrain. It is filled with poisonous miasma, dense weeds and jungles, snakes, rats, insects and ants everywhere. It is a desolate and dangerous place with endless dangers as far as the eye can see.

"Why did the immortal come to this place? It looks like there is nothing here."

Luo Jin looked ahead. The branches and leaves of low trees were intertwined in front of her eyes, and she couldn't look any further.

"I'm here to find out why I woke up."

After Mo Yin woke up, he left and didn't pay attention to anything else. Now his memory gradually recovered, and a feeling lingered in his heart, urging him to find out.

Thinking of the illusion at the bottom of Biluo Cliff, what is the relationship between his heart and Luo Jin's past life?

Luo Jin didn't think much about it. He was very curious about this place. Although he had heard about the battle between immortals and monsters, he didn't know much about it. Naturally, he didn't know about the place where the two clans fought.

This was the first time he came to such a place that was told to be a battlefield. Luo Jin was inevitably curious, especially since he had an indescribable emotion towards this place. This emotion entangled him like vines, making him want to go. Explore.