"I can't really explain it, but this place just feels strange," Ji Fengyao pouted and playfully said to Shang Xiye, "It seems we need to plan our travel group better from now on. We should take treasure-hunting rats like Cao Xiaosi with us wherever we go, just in case we hit the jackpot!"

Zhao Qinglian chuckled and lightly tapped the cute little bandit's forehead with her index finger: "You silly girl, look at you, talking as if treasures can be picked up everywhere. There aren't that many lucky breaks in this world."

"...Mother," Shang Xiye pursed her lips again and again.

All I could see was: Don't poke my little wife.

"Alright, alright, come on, here's your wife back," Zhao Qinglian said with a helpless smile, pulling Ji Fengyao's hand and switching places with her, letting Ji Fengyao turn around and sit between the two of them.

When Ji Fengyao walked around in front of him, blocking Shang Xiye;

She gave Ji Fengyao a deep look:

It seems that Feng Yao's worries are not unfounded. Ye'er is so deeply in love with Feng Yao. If Feng Yao is really forced to leave this world in three years, I wonder what will happen to Ye'er.

Ji Fengyao returned Zhao Qinglian's smile with a slight bitterness and guilt.

Zhao Qinglian felt a sharp pain in her heart, as if being pricked by needles. She tightened her grip on Ji Fengyao's hand imperceptibly, as if to comfort her, but also because she truly felt sorry for her.

The little wife was finally back by his side. Although her other hand was still being held by her mother, Shang Xiye felt a small sense of satisfaction holding the little wife's soft little hand.

After all, he couldn't stop his mother from doting on her young wife.

We arrived at the shore of Mi Lake.

The group got off the vehicle one after another, while the soldiers stayed on the perimeter and did not follow.

As Vanquish said,

A mystical mist swirls above Lake Mi, and mystical herbs and vibrant flowers grow along its shores.

Looking around, one is greeted by a vast expanse of lush blue and verdant green, dotted with vibrant colors.

Azure waves and white mist meet the distant, verdant mountains.

Bathed in golden sunlight, the distant mountains and nearby waters appear so vibrant, breathtakingly beautiful.

“Here…” Having wandered through the mortal world for several lifetimes, Ji Fengyao suddenly saw this beautiful scenery of spiritual mountains and waters that only existed in the cultivation world. She couldn’t help but stop in her tracks and murmured, “…It looks like Master’s spiritual lake and medicinal fields.”

I heard the little bandit girl's murmured words.

In Shang Xiye's sea of ​​consciousness, the extreme flames stirred, and a scene remarkably similar to that of Mihu vaguely appeared in his mind. In the scene, a delicately beautiful little girl, like a joyful little butterfly, ran, jumped, and laughed in the herb and flower field by the clear lake.

Her laughter was like a clear spring flowing.

Her voice was like pearls falling into water, pure, clear, and delightful.

"Master, these Mist Spirit Flowers are so beautiful, may I pick one?"

“Master, the peanut is beautiful, and you are beautiful too.”

“Master, let’s build a house on the lake. We can watch the stars on the lake at night, surrounded by stars, the whole world is full of stars.”

"Oh dear, I can't take it anymore, I need to sleep a little longer..."

A chilling divine thought interrupted the little girl's laughter and murmur, quickly waking Shang Xiye from his beautiful, fairy-tale-like illusion.

Sensing the unreliable thing called Extreme Flame in his sea of ​​consciousness, he fell asleep again as soundly as a pig.

Shang Xiye: "...!"

Young man, you'd better stay asleep like this forever and never wake up!

Shang Xiye lowered his head.

Seeing his own wife looking just as adorable and charming as she did in the dream;

No, she looked even cuter than the little girl in the illusion, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.