Ji Xingyun panicked.

He pursed his lips and stepped back.

The comatose teenager sensed the approach of a stranger, and was trying to resist his body's instincts, trying to wake up from the boundless darkness.

He had lost too much blood, and was on the verge of the limit. His frail body couldn't support his spiritual sobriety, so he could only let himself fall in the boundless darkness.

He felt a hand pressing on his wound.

Those hands are very delicate, revealing a pampered weakness.

The slender fingers were slightly cool, and the owner of the hand seemed to be frightened by his bleeding, his movements became flustered, and he pressed eagerly on his injured arm.

A warm force entered the wound along the soft palm, not only stopped the bleeding, but also promoted the healing of the wound.

The boy struggled to open his eyes and take a look at the person beside him.

But he tried hard for a long time, but still failed.

In the end even consciousness is lost in nothingness.

Ji Xingyun originally thought that the boy would wake up.

But his eyelashes only fluttered a few times, and he regained his composure in a blink of an eye.

Ji Xingyun's heart was also relieved.

Ji Xingyun was greatly shocked by the boy's glance before he fell into a coma, and his hostile expression.

More precisely, fear.

As long as I think about it a little bit, there will be a slight chill in my heart.

Ji Xingyun roughly guessed his identity, probably a soldier who came to attack the rebels.

There should be some distance from the battlefield here, at least Ji Xingyun didn't hear any fighting sound.

It's kind of weird how quiet the surrounding area is.

But he changed his mind and remembered the film barrier he had encountered before.

Maybe there is not only one kind of barrier, there are other film barriers in front of him, so the sound of fighting outside is isolated.

Ji Xingyun came out just to try his luck. Relying on the protection of giant dragons and demons, he wanted to go to other places to have a look.

If you are lucky, maybe you will meet that prince.

If his guess is correct, and the silver sword really distorts time, then as long as he encounters that sword again, he might be able to take the opportunity to return to reality.

Ji Xingyun came back to his senses.

He looked at the boy lying on the ground.

His drooping gaze inadvertently landed on his face.

At the beginning, Ji Xingyun didn't pay much attention to the boy's appearance, he only left a vague impression that he looked pretty good.

Just like when people encounter fierce beasts, it is difficult to pay attention to what they look like, and it is easier to focus on places that threaten them.

Such as ferocious appearance and sharp minions.

This was Ji Xingyun's first reaction when he met the boy.

But at this moment, freed from the powerful and awe-inspiring aura and the killing intent, the young man quietly closed his eyes and lay unconscious on the ground.

Even with a layer of blood that was about to dry up, Ji Xingyun still felt a sense of familiarity.

I always feel as if I've seen it somewhere.

So... where did you see it?

Ji Xingyun frowned, searching for the impression of this face in his mind.

But he tried his best to recall, but still couldn't find the slightest impression.

Just when Ji Xingyun was about to give up and stop torturing himself, the sun moved slightly, and a ray of sunlight just shone on the sword held tightly by the young man.

The thin blade of the sword reflected a dazzling light, which was reflected on Ji Xingyun's face.

He stretched out his hand reflexively to block it, but was still stabbed by the too bright light.

The bloodstains tended to dry up under the sunlight, and the blade returned to some of its original color.

The flickering silver-white light was so dazzling that Ji Xingyun couldn't open his eyes at all.

Or maybe the blade itself was glowing.

***

Guards on patrol found a strange girl.

He is in charge of security and patrolling the area today.

In the very center of the area sits a large, magnificent palace.

However, there is still a long distance between here and the palace. According to the speed of ordinary people, it takes about an hour to reach the palace.

But that building is too tall and too big, looking from the direction of the palace, you can vaguely see the sharp roof of the palace.

The palace is well preserved and shows no signs of damage, but no one lives there.

It is said that a terrible coup took place here ten years ago.

Countless lives died because of this, and their blood stained the land red.

Even the trees seemed to have sucked blood, glowing an ominous dark red.

Which piece of land has no dead people?

It stands to reason that the guards shouldn't be so frightened.

But there were rumors that most of the people who died here were cultists who believed in demons. Their souls were dedicated to the demons, so naturally they would not have the possibility of entering heaven or hell, and could only wander around in the place of death.

No matter how strong a person's heart is, they will inevitably be afraid of these illusory things.

After the haunted rumors came out, everyone who passed by here could not help but tremble with fear.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, even under the scorching sun at noon, I still feel cold.

The bone-piercing chill slowly spread to the whole body along the spine, until the last trace of warmth was absorbed, and the hands and feet seemed to become stiff...

The guard frowned, his footsteps unavoidably became hurried and flustered, and he just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible.

But somehow, a strong intuition made him turn around.

A girl appeared in the place I just passed by.

The girl made strange movements, and her slender white palms covered her face tightly, as if she was frightened by something, or she seemed to be simply dazzled by the light.

The sunlight passing through the shadow of the tree became whirling, and the mottled shadows reflected on the girl's slender body, and her fair skin seemed to be glowing.

She realized something, and slowly lowered her hand, revealing a beautiful face.

The soft and black hair covered the side face of the girl, making her face look extremely small, it seemed that it was no bigger than a palm.

The girl noticed his gaze and turned her head slightly.

His slightly pale eyes shimmered, and he looked back at him with some doubts.

The guard heard the sound of his heart stopping, half from fear, and half from surprise.

The guard's pupils suddenly tightened, and his sanity, which was bewitched by the astonishing beauty, returned.

He pressed the weapon on his waist and asked sharply, "Who are you?!"

Ji Xingyun was stunned for half a second when he heard the words, and the surrounding scenery changed a lot.

The tree next to him had thickened several times, about the thickness of two adults embracing each other.

Obviously it was just a small tree not much taller than him just now...

He thought he had come to a strange place, but when he saw the familiar sharp corner of the palace behind him, his expression was in a daze for a moment.

He wore it again.

But what is different from before is that this time the time is extended backwards, and he came a few years or ten years later.

No wonder he found that young man familiar.

He is actually the sleeping prince!

hateful!After finally meeting the key person, I didn't recognize him.

If he had recognized the prince earlier, he would have been able to take the silver sword as his own before it showed its power, and maybe his mission would have been completed!

What a great opportunity!I was so confused and missed it!

Ji Xingyun was very embarrassed.

But it's too late to regret now, I can only hope that I'm lucky enough to meet the prince again.

Just when Ji Xingyun sighed and regretted, the person on the opposite side saw that he hadn't responded to him for a long time again, and summoned up the courage to speak again: "Who the hell are you? Where did you come from? I don't know this is a forbidden place. Is anyone prohibited from traveling?"

Beads of sweat appeared on the guard's forehead, and he muttered, "Could it have appeared out of thin air?"

Could it be that I really encountered a ghost?

Although this ghost looks beautiful and weak, it doesn't look dangerous.

But this kind of existence cannot be explained by common sense. Maybe he has some special ability that can easily take his life away.

The guard's legs were as limp as noodles, but he still remembered his duties.

He wiped off his cold sweat and said loudly, "I don't care who you are, go back to where you should go!"

Ji Xingyun: "..."

"Why don't you talk? Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

Ji Xingyun was silent again: "..."

"I...I'm going to call someone to see if you dare to be arrogant."

After saying this, the guard turned and ran away, not even daring to turn his head.

Like some ferocious beast chasing after him, the two legs almost vacated afterimages.

Ji Xingyun stood there watching a man's one-man show, completely unable to understand why he was so afraid of himself.

He looked at the trees beside him, his expression gradually becoming serious.

He was not a botanist, and he had no way of seeing how many years had passed.

But it is definitely not back to reality, the reality is far more desolate than this.

Ji Xingyun wanted to go to the palace to have a look, maybe the prince had fallen into a deep sleep.

At this time, the palace has not yet grown vines and thorns, and it still roughly retains the appearance before he left.

Ji Xingyun walked around the front hall familiarly, and suddenly caught something out of the corner of his eye, and he couldn't help but stop.

On the precious mahogany table is a porcelain-white cup with intricate and delicate patterns engraved on it. It is placed to the right of the center. The body of the cup has cracked a small gap, and the inside is also covered with dust.

Ji Xingyun froze for a moment, complex emotions flashed across his eyes.

But in the next second, he withdrew his expression and walked towards the room in his memory.

Nothing as expected.

No coffin, no prince.

But... there is a small, glowing idol.

The statue looks very holy, and it is still shining with warm light.

Perhaps because he noticed the boy's gaze, its flickering frequency became faster, and the entire idol became a glowing light bulb.

It's weird, and I can't help but look at it.

Ji Xingyun glanced at it, then looked at it again, and then retracted his gaze restrainedly.

The idol reminded him of a person.

During the interval between its flashes, Ji Xingyun took a closer look.

Sure enough, the god depicted on it had an indescribable similarity to that man.

He curled his lips, thinking that one more thing is worse than one less thing, so it's better to ignore it.

But his body suddenly got out of his control, and he walked towards the statue slowly and firmly step by step.

"It's her! It's her! Catch her!"

Soldiers in armor and holding long swords surrounded Ji Xingyun circle after circle.

In the panic, someone accidentally kicked the statue and kicked it directly into the gap under the cabinet.

The idol was a little suspicious of life, and the flickering white light suddenly went out.

Ji Xingyun, who was in a trance, also suddenly woke up.

Soldiers who appeared from nowhere surrounded him tightly.

Ji Xingyun: "???"

Soldiers surrounded him, but no one dared to step forward to subdue him.

They didn't know what they were afraid of, and kept avoiding their eyes, not daring to look at Ji Xingyun.

In the dead silence, only heavy breathing could be heard.

The nerves of the soldiers were tense, the veins on their foreheads were throbbing, and they stared at him as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

In this situation, no matter how you think about it, he should be the one who is nervous, right?

Ji Xingyun said tentatively: "...Did you arrest the wrong person?"

"That's right, it's you!"

The soldier who had just met once and hurriedly fled replied like this.

"There are so many of us, hurry up and catch them!"

Ji Xingyun: "What did I do wrong, are you going to arrest me?"

The soldier grumbled bitterly: "You can't help but trespass into the forbidden area, and you have come all the way to the sealed palace. This is a place that His Royal Highness has repeatedly ordered you not to enter. Even if you are a ghost here, you must accept the punishment of the law."

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