Chapter 108
"This is the Moon Spirit Remnant Realm."
The crisp child's voice came to his ears, Zhao Xingyan raised his eyes and looked, just a few meters away from the stream, a girl in a white dress stood pretty and was looking at him coldly, although her voice was immature. , which is full of meaning that strangers should not approach.
Although this girl is only seven or eight years old, her face and eyebrows are extremely delicate, and even Zhao Da Gongzi, who has read countless girls, is a little dazed.
"Little girl, what is the Moon Spirit Remnant Realm, and who are you?"
The girl's eyes were still cold, she took a step closer, looked down at Zhao Xingyan, who was sitting on the ground, and said, "The Remnant of the Moon Spirit is the Remnant of the Moon Spirit."
At this time, Zhao Xingyan's drunkenness had already woken up for the most part, and he smiled bitterly: "What's the difference between what you say and what you don't say?"
"This is the small realm where my mother's true spirit was broken. She protected me here before she left," the girl Qinghan's eyes filled with sadness, "I am alone in this realm. After 84,000 years, if no creature enters the Moon Spirit Remnant Realm, I will never be able to leave."
Zhao Xingyan stood up and looked in all directions. Only then did he realize horribly that there was only a stream under his feet and a bright moon above the sky!
"Then I... am I considered a living being? Can I still leave here?" Zhao Xingyan thought of what the girl just said, and even his mind couldn't help trembling.
Although he has always been unrestrained and self-proclaimed to be unrestrained and unrestrained, in essence, he is still just one of the common people, and he is not much different from the vast majority of ordinary people.
The girl laughed softly, and even the bright white moonlight shone down on her beautiful pale face: "Naturally."
Suddenly, the bright moon above the extreme sky turned into a galaxy and flowed down, and a figure of a woman in palace dress slowly condensed in front of the girl.
Zhao Xingyan was stunned for a long time, looking at the woman in palace costume like an exiled immortal, he actually knelt directly on the ground, tremblingly said: "Difficult... Could it be the moon... the goddess of the moon palace descended to earth!?"
The woman in the palace dress never looked at Zhao Xingyan at all. Between her slender and white hands dancing lightly, her figure gradually disintegrated into a dazzling river of light, and within the Moon Spirit Remnant Realm turned into a magnificent gate of light. There is a mysterious black and white aura vortex changing and flowing.
The girl quietly looked at the afterimage of the woman in the palace dress, and water light appeared in her clear eyes.
She knows that this afterimage has no spiritual wisdom, and the true spirit of the mother has already collapsed, and the only remaining obsession is to turn into the remnant of the moon spirit to protect her and drift with the waves in the nothingness between heaven and earth. .
As the eldest son of the Zhao family, Zhao Xingyan, although he has a wide range of knowledge, the scene in front of him that is completely beyond his knowledge still makes him stunned, pointing his trembling fingers at the girl, and stammering: "You are a ghost... A ghost or... a demon?"
Hearing this, the girl's icy eyes suddenly turned towards Zhao Xingyan, and there was boundless arrogance in her pupils, and two incomparably noble breaths poured out from her body. Even his soul trembled subconsciously.
"Monsters, ghosts, such despicable creatures, how can they be compared with me?" The girl raised her head slightly and looked at the darkness beyond the Yueling Remnant Realm, "My father lives in Zhaoming Mountain, on the banks of the East China Sea, and his bloodline is extremely noble. It's..."
boom!
A sky-shattering thunder pillar came from the void, smashed directly in front of the girl, and covered up all the words in her mouth.
The girl looked at the gradually dissipating thunder, the sadness in her eyes became more intense, and murmured: "That's it."
Quiet.
Thrilling quiet.
Zhao Xingyan tremblingly picked up the wine gourd beside him, took a big gulp of aged spirits, his face was still extremely pale, and said, "What am I going to do now?"
The girl's mood seemed to be a lot lower, and the mysterious aura around her dissipated, and she said softly: "Take me away from the remnant of the Moon Spirit that is about to be destroyed."
"You are so terrifying, like a goddess descended from the sky, to ask me, a mortal person, to 'take' you away?" After a few sips of strong wine, Zhao Xingyan felt a little bit more courageous in his heart.
"After I leave the Moon Spirit Remnant Realm, the memory of the true spirit will be sealed by the residual power of this realm, which is indistinguishable from a mortal person like you." The girl lowered her eyes and hid her true emotions.
Zhao Xingyan crawled up against the wet and cold hard soil on the ground and said, "You mean, you will always follow me after I go out?"
The girl nodded and said, "Until I leave the country for sixteen years."
"Then what's your name?" Zhao Xingyan took another sip of strong wine and calmed down.
"nameless."
Hearing this, Zhao Xingyan moved in his heart and said, "Since you want to follow me for 16 years after you leave the country, how about I give you a name?"
The girl looked up at him and said softly, "You deserve it too?"
Zhao Xingyan has read countless girls over the years. Although he has never dabbled in seven or eight-year-old girls, he has gained a general understanding of her personality after being in contact with him during this period of time. He immediately smiled and said, "But after you left the country, you lost all your memories. , why did I support you for sixteen years, and what benefits can you give me?"
But Zhao Xingyan never thought that although the girl looked only seven or eight years old, she had spent more than 80,000 years of extreme loneliness in the Moon Spirit Remnant Realm, and the depth of her state of mind was simply beyond his imagination.
"During these sixteen years, I was no different from ordinary people," the girl said softly, "but you are a creature who entered the Moon Spirit Remnant Realm and led me out. If within this period of time, because of you, let me When you die between heaven and earth, your true spirit will be imprisoned by the remaining power of the wreckage, tormenting a Yuanhui, and then your true spirit will be crushed, making you disappear forever into nothingness."
"What is a Yuanhui?" Zhao Xingyan looked blank.
The girl glanced at him and said, "One Yuanhui means, 129,600 years."
The Yueling Remnant Realm gradually trembled.
At the same time, the girl Qinghan's eyes gradually lost their lustre, and there seemed to be a layer of veil in her pupils.
"What's your last name?"
Zhao Xingyan was still staring at the door of light in a daze, and the crisp voice came into his ears.
Turning to look, the girl closed her eyes slightly and was talking to herself.
"Zhao."
The girl nodded lightly, her eyes still closed, and Zhao Xingyan was directly rolled up between the snow-white dresses dancing lightly, and the two flew towards the black and white light gate one after the other.
With the complete collapse of the Yueling Remnant Realm, Zhao Xingyan faintly heard the last words the girl said before losing her memory.
"Then I've been here for sixteen years, so I'm called Zhao Yinyue."