She is a mad villain and it is hard to tell whether she is good or evil

"That fairy is in a secret place."

"it is good."

In the secret realm, Shen Ruo watched the locust tree being devoured by Xuan Cang's flames.

She recalled many memories, but she felt that they were not her memories.

Those were the memories of the goddess, and she felt that they did not belong to her.

Xuan Cang still looked at her like that, his beautiful golden eyes made Shen Ruo a little dazed.

"Xuan Cang."

"Owner."

Xuan Cang lowered his head, Shen Ruo touched his face, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

Although she didn't quite understand the meaning of those memories, so what?

She is just her, she is not anyone's substitute.

And Xuan Cang also called her master, not sister.

"You've seen me, haven't you?"

"The master was a goddess in her previous life." Xuan Cang looked at Shen Ruo tenderly.

"I don't care who the master is, the master is the master."

Xuan Cang was afraid that Shen Ruo would think that he was using Shen Ruo as a substitute, so he hurriedly explained.

"Okay." Shen Ruo curled the corners of his mouth slightly and stroked Xuan Cang's cheek.

"you are mine."

The two looked at each other, saying nothing.

Xuan Cang didn’t know how much Shen Ruo remembered, he was just afraid that Shen Ruo was thinking too much.

Shen Ruo is Shen Ruo, not the goddess in her previous life, and he doesn't want her to be the goddess in her previous life.

He just hoped that she was happy in this life.

But Shen Ruo actually only saw many scenes from their childhood, many of which were beautiful memories.

When I walked out of the secret realm, Meng Qi had been waiting there for a long time.

But his face was full of anxiety, and the alchemists around him looked extremely ugly. Meng Fan dragged his seriously injured body and glared at Shen Ruo with hatred.

"Master, why don't you catch this liar?" Meng Fan's face was extremely ugly, and he wished he could catch Shen Ruo and the other two.

"Shut up!"

Xuan Cang stared coldly at the people around him. As long as Shen Ruo had the intention to kill, he would take action directly.

"She is like a fairy. Huan'er's condition has worsened for some reason."

Meng Qi had a slightly tired look on his face, but he was still respectful to Shen Ruo.

"Let's go, lead the way."

Meng Qi led the way forward. Meng Fan wanted to say something, but Meng Qi covered his mouth directly.

"How dare you disrespect me!" Meng Fan pushed away the person covering his mouth.

"Elder Meng Fan, please be honest."

"Don't you know that Fairy Shenruo destroyed the temple directly?" someone on the side said patiently.

"What?" Meng Fan thought the man was joking.

Inside the house, Meng Huan fell into a dream and didn't want to wake up.

If God checked his body, the poison was gone, so what happened?

Heart disease?

"Did he suffer any kind of stimulation before?" Shen Ruo asked with a frown.

"Well, this is a long story. There was a woman who was Huan'er's beloved."

"But the woman was an evil cultivator who deceived Huan'er. In the end, the woman voluntarily died at Huan'er's hands."

"After that incident, something was wrong with Huan'er. Then Huan'er was poisoned..."

Meng Qi stared at Meng Huan lying on the bed and sighed. The white hair on his temples made the man's back look even more hunched.

Shen Ruo took out the Huang Quan, the body of the zither was extremely transparent, Meng Qi stared at it curiously.

After thinking about it, he decided to try the method he had seen in the ancient books in the storage jade bracelet.

A few melodious piano sounds reached everyone's ears, like a mournful call, or like the whisper of a lover.

Meng Huan, who was lying on the bed, had fallen into the dream woven by Shen Ruo, and even Xuan Cang was confused for a moment.

After a moment, he regained consciousness and stared at Shen Ruo with burning eyes.

Meng Qi was caught off guard and fell into the dream, where he saw his beloved.

All the people around who heard the sound of the piano fell into a dream.

The more Shen Ruo played, the more familiar the song felt to him.

Huang Quan emitted a faint red light under Shen Ruo's hand, making Shen Ruo look like a demon or an immortal.

As if a monster was born from heaven and earth, the sound of the piano made everything around seem to pause.

As the last sound of the piano fell, Shen Ruo took Huang Quan away.

Meng Qi suddenly came back to his senses and realized that he had fallen into an illusion woven by Shen Ruo. He couldn't help but feel a little scared.

It’s too scary. The Meng family must not make enemies with such a powerful woman.

His strength has already reached the Spirit Severing Stage, but he did not expect that he could be controlled by Shen Ruo so easily.

Looking at Meng Huan lying on the bed, his complexion had improved a lot and was no longer as painful as before.

"Lord Shenruo, what's happening to Huan'er?" Meng Qi asked carefully.

"It's okay, it's just an obsession."

"It's good once you figure it out." Shen Ruo glanced at Meng Huan lying on the bed indifferently.

"He wove a dream, and he'll probably figure it out when he wakes up."

Meng Qi looked at Meng Huan lying on the bed and listening to Shen Ruo's casual words, and he took a breath.

Is it possible for ordinary people to weave dreams?

He had never heard of a sound master who could heal injuries with sound, and he had never seen such a method.

I'm afraid those old guys at the door have never seen such a method.

Shen Ruo also found it somewhat magical. It was also the first time for her to use Huangquan to save someone.

This method seems familiar to me. I'm afraid it's the method used by that goddess.

"Thank you, Master Shenruo. The Meng family has prepared a generous gift. I hope you will accept it."

Meng Qi took Shen Ruo to a room at the side, and Shen Ruo picked out a few things he liked.

"No need for anything else."

"After some time, Shenmeng Valley will have something to ask Master Meng."

“I hope that by then the Meng family…” Shen Ruo did not finish his words.

Meng Qi hurriedly said, "This is what we should do. The Meng family has no choice but to do it."

"Thank you, Master Meng."

"Then I'll leave first." Shen Ruo left directly.

"Okay, Lord Shenruo, take care." Meng Qi sent Shenruo out the door, and the arrogant Meng Fan completely lost his arrogance.

"Farewell, Master Shenruo."

Shen Ruo glanced at Meng Fan coldly, and Meng Fan's whole body stiffened.

"Master Shen Ruo, I was blind before."

"Please, sir, forgive my mistakes." Meng Fan apologized respectfully to Shen Ruo.

Shen Ruo just glanced at him and left without saying anything.

All the alchemists stood at the door to see Shen Ruo off respectfully, without any of their previous arrogance.

Looking at Shen Ruo's leaving back, Meng Fan was filled with fear. Fortunately, Shen Ruo did not hold a grudge against him.

Otherwise he would probably die.

When Meng Fan thought about the feeling of being tortured by evil spirits in his dream, his face turned frighteningly pale.

"Elder Meng Fan, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired." Meng Fan wiped the cold sweat from his face.

He just felt that Shen Ruo was too terrifying. He had never seen such a powerful pharmacist in all these years.

Using music to heal wounds was the first time he had seen this in his entire life.

This continent is about to change, and the temple may have hit a wall.

"How is the young master?"

"It's okay. The inner demon has been eliminated." Meng Qi walked out and said.

"Master, I was disrespectful to you before. I would like to apologize to you." Meng Fan respectfully clasped his fists towards Meng Qi.

Meng Qi felt a little flattered. What the hell was wrong with Meng Fan?

How could he know that if Shen Ruoruo hadn't done it for his sake, Meng Fan would probably have been dead.

"Well, Elder Meng Fan, there is no need to do this. You are already a highly respected elder in the clan."

"Thank you, Master."