The next moment, she shut her mouth, and a gleaming knife appeared before her eyes, its sharp blade slicing through her nose.
"Holy crap!? What the hell!?"
July cursed loudly, a shiver ran down her spine, and she instinctively made a hand seal, but it was no use at all.
She fell silent.
He quickly dodged backward and lay prone on the ground, at which point the knife was also retracted.
Holy crap!? Where the hell am I?!
July broke down, she really broke down.
But she didn't forget to observe her surroundings. At this moment, she was inside an ancient carriage, surrounded by the sounds of swords flashing and fighting.
[World Tree! World Tree! Sapling!]
Qiyue screamed inwardly, but no sound came out.
Until a memory flooded her mind, her face immediately turned as red as shit.
After a while, all she could do was curse, "Damn it!" It wasn't anything else, but the fact that her house would be raided the next day.
[Damn it! I'm totally fed up! You're supposed to be the World Tree, can't you at least give me a respectable identity? With this, what kind of world-saving scheme are you talking about?!]
[You fucking made me stay in my original world, just cultivating immortality and waiting to die?!]
Outside, Zhuo Ziyu, dressed in a disheveled state, came down from the mountain. Following the sound, he ran down in a haphazard manner. Seeing the flashing swords, he picked up a knife from the ground and rushed forward.
He shouted as he chopped.
"Junior Sister!!!"
The familiar voice sent a shiver down Qiyue's spine.
She answered immediately.
[Fifth Senior Brother! It's me! I'm in the carriage! I've lost all my cultivation! Some bastard is attacking me! I'm going to be killed! Help me!!!]
July knew that Zhuo Ziyu could hear her voice, and she screamed wildly in her heart.
Upon hearing this, Zhuo Ziyu was furious and immediately went berserk.
Half an hour later, he lifted the carriage curtain.
"Junior Sister! Are you alright?!"
July was about to cry.
"I almost died, what do you think?"
She pointed to her bleeding nose, looking utterly aggrieved.
While feeling sorry for her, Zhuo Ziyu also felt a bit annoyed.
"That World Tree is a complete rip-off! It said it would help us preserve our cultivation, but nothing came of it. As soon as I arrived in this world, I was hung from the tree."
"Then how did you get down here, Fifth Senior Brother?"
"Don't even mention it. Luckily, I'm quick-witted and have some martial arts skills, otherwise I would have been dead long ago."
Zhuo Ziyu felt unlucky whenever the matter was mentioned.
Qiyue said with a long face, "Me too. By the way, senior brother, what is your identity?"
Zhuo Ziyu's face turned ugly: "male prostitute."
Qi Yue's eyes widened: "You... uh."
She had no words to complain. Looking at Zhuo Ziyu's face, and thinking of the memories that had suddenly invaded her mind, her expression wasn't very good either.
"I can't either, my house is going to be raided the day after tomorrow."
She looked gloomy.
[I'm absolutely speechless! This damn World Tree, all they do is come up with these ridiculous identities...]
Zhuo Ziyu was extremely excited: "Who says it isn't true? I'm truly impressed! Who am I? I'm a powerful cultivator in the early stage of the Mahayana realm! I can wipe out the entire dynasty of this damn world with a wave of my hand, and now I've become a male prostitute."
"Alright, alright, since we're here, let's make the best of it," Qiyue reassured Zhuo Ziyu.
"Actually, it's already pretty good. Who told us to be so stupid and full of righteousness, only to get tricked? Now it's up to our senior brother and master. Hopefully, they can be more capable."
Zhuo Ziyu nodded vigorously.
"That's right, that's right."
"But what do we do now?"
Zhuo Ziyu looked troubled. In this unfamiliar world, without any cultivation, he had no idea what to do.
"Don't worry, I'm here."
A figure appeared, wobbling as he rode a sword – it was Song Yanzhuo.
Song Yanzhuo's expression was also not good at this moment.
Qi Yue and Zhuo Ziyu looked even more unpleasant.
"No! Why do you have cultivation? Because you're older!?"
"Are you two crazy?!" Song Yanzhuo cursed loudly.
July fell silent.
It seems everyone is in a bad mood.
Song Yanzhuo and Zhuo Ziyu nodded, their faces darkening: "It's not just bad, it's absolutely terrible!"
"How could you kill so many people?" Song Yanzhuo frowned as he looked at the row of dead bodies on the ground.
July looked up at the sky speechlessly: "We all have memories, you can't be without them, can you? Can't you tell you were assassinated?"
Song Yanzhuo said awkwardly, "Sorry, I haven't gotten used to it yet."
As he finished speaking, he looked at the two of them.
“I am the Prince of Ling, what is your status?”
"Holy crap! You're the one who led people to raid my house!?" Qi Yue was furious.
Song Yanzhuo stared in disbelief: "What's going on? Are you from the Marquis of Jing'an's mansion?"
July was furious: "Otherwise what?"
[Damn it, I'm so angry! What is the World Tree doing?! Where's my cultivation?!]
Um... I think I might be a little...
Oh no! Someone's...
Qiyue looked at the two of them, grabbed them, and quickly flew into the woods.
A ring appeared on her hand; it was her spatial ring, and her eyes lit up.
No need to run anymore!
Stopping in her tracks, Qiyue quickly pulled out two talismans and handed them to the two of them.
Stick it on.
His figure disappeared.
The three returned to the spot where they had been and saw a group of people.
The leader was someone all three knew very well.
It is Yun Huai.
At this moment, he was riding on horseback, his face cold, but his eyes revealed a slight discomfort and panic.
July was incredibly excited.
"Seventh Senior Brother! I'm here! Get these people out of here first!"
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