The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 63 The Secret Realm Changes Again (1)

Hearing Zhu Xulin's words, Song Lanyi was a little confused.

She laughed dryly, "I can't..."

There's really nothing between them.

At most we chatted a few words.

Zhu Xulin was amused by Song Lanyi's reaction.

"What are you thinking about? According to Xue Ji, it's because she used the innate secret technique, which didn't count as your encounter in the secret realm. She also said that she has nothing to do with you..."

Song Lanyi raised her eyes, "What else did she say?"

Zhu Xulin shook his head and sighed, "She said, it's true that when I first saw you, my heart was pounding. It's also true that I was heartbroken when I knew you were a woman. It's ridiculous to say that she, a princess, would fall in love with you because of a one-sided relationship." Bow down. May the next life, if you become a man, she will be by your side, adding fragrance to your red sleeves."

After saying that, Zhu Xulin couldn't help laughing, "Song Lanyi, Song Lanyi, where did you come from? I am such a handsome and handsome young man by my side. This Xue Ji didn't take a fancy to me, but actually liked me. is you?"

This time, Song Lanyi didn't smile.

She glanced at Zhu Xulin lightly, and only said two words, "Don't laugh."

Zhu Xulin was taken aback for a moment, seeing Song Lanyi's serious expression, a bad thought arose in his heart, "You don't really like her, do you?"

Song Lanyi shook his head, "Family and friendship are always by my side, I am satisfied. Adding the so-called love is just superfluous, blocking my way. I was just thinking..."

She raised her head slightly with a serious expression, "I think that a sincere relationship is worth taking seriously. Whether you accept it or not, it should be admirable, not wanton ridicule. And...whether it's a man or a woman , gender, sometimes, it’s not that important.”

Hearing these words, Zhu Xulin withdrew his smile slightly, and after thinking for a while, he nodded, "You are right, I was wrong."

This is exactly where Song Lanyi appreciates Zhu Xulin.

Even though Zhu Xulin sometimes acts like a devil in the world, his nature is still pure and good.

If you just know your mistakes and correct this, you will be better than most people.

As the topic came to an end, Zhu Xulin couldn't help nagging, "Are you really not going with us?"

Song Lanyi was dressed in a chic green dress. She strode forward, turned her back to them, waved her hand, and said loudly, "I have my own way to go."

Yunting looked at her back, smacked her, and said with emotion, "It's so chic."

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After bidding farewell to Zhu Xulin and others, Song Lanyi collected statues all the way while searching for the source of the calling.

She found that the closer she got to the gray area between the inverted peak and the Yuntianhai, the stronger the feeling of calling.

It was as if...someone was guiding her to a certain place step by step.

When she finished absorbing the dream butterfly in the last idol, she couldn't help a stabbing pain in her head.

Dizzy, Song Lanyi could vaguely see the big bronzing book between his eyebrows suddenly appearing in front of him.

On the cover of the big book, a faint butterfly imprint was imprinted.

This imprint is extremely shallow, and it cannot even be found without deliberately observing it.

In the end, all that remained in her head was a series of calls—"Come and find me, come and find me..."

At this moment, countless treasure maps in the secret realm suddenly lit up.

Whether it is a fragment or a complete treasure map, there is a brilliant golden light shining on the blueprint at this moment.

This change has even spread to the outside world.

In the yellow sand everywhere, countless eddieweeds that bloomed in the desert all decomposed one by one at this time, turning into faint blue butterflies.

The moment this absurd but realistic spectacle appeared, there was a sense of dreaminess and magnificence like a mirage.

Even the saints couldn't help being shocked and distracted when they saw this scene.

The eddie grass in the desert can be seen everywhere like golden gravel, and the moment they all turned into butterflies, the sky seemed to darken.

At this time, Baihua Saint looked solemn, and suddenly said, "No, there seems to be a problem in the secret realm, I can't maintain the picture!"

Mo Di's eyes were fixed, his five fingers spread out, and a burst of talent burst out, and the image projected by Jinlian immediately stabilized.

Seeing this, the Blood Crocodile Demon Ancestor, who was silently observing, shrank his pupils involuntarily.

Mo Zhai is an old man who knows how to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

Judging from this hand alone, he has at least stepped into that realm with half a foot on the road.

Mo Di took out a piece of rice paper, and quickly flipped it in his hand. Suddenly, a paper crane flapped its wings in the air.

Although the paper crane has no eyes, but it doesn't know what it does, and everyone present can feel a kind of agility from it.

It's as if... this paper crane is a real living creature.

Seeing this, the blood crocodile demon ancestor felt even more awe-inspiring.

It's just that as soon as Mo Di's paper crane got into the secret realm, countless butterflies fell on the paper crane and clung to its wings tightly.

It didn't take long for the paper crane to be completely devoured, and fell powerlessly to the ground, turning into dust.

Seeing this, Mo Di's eyes became serious.

After a long time, his expression was complicated, he was a little bit embarrassed, but also a little sighed, "This secret place... I'm afraid it was her handwriting..."

The Hundred Flowers Saint was still a little confused at first, but she suddenly thought of something, and her eyes suddenly changed, "You mean... this is the dream master's handwriting?"

Mo Di sighed with emotion, "I should have thought of it a long time ago. Mengdie, Mengdie, has a lot of fate, his body is like a weak butterfly, and his life is like a dream. Dreamer, dreamer, what are you leaving... ?”

Saint Baihua was a little puzzled, "Since the dream master is a saint of my human race, why do you need to worry?"

Hearing this, Mo Di let out a rare sigh, "Human race? The saints who came over from that time, no matter what race they belonged to, would tremble when they heard this name. As far as I know, the dream master has an indifferent and cold-blooded personality. The human race died in the secret realm, so she probably wouldn't care."

"Dream Lord..."

The Hundred Flowers Saint murmured the name softly.

The existence that makes the demon ancestors and saints tremble... What kind of existence will it be?

Song Lanyi didn't know what the dream master was like.

But she only knew that this time the secret realm... might be in big trouble.

Following the guidance of her intuition, she came to the black mist connecting the sky and the earth.

In this mist, a black gurgling brook flows slowly.

On the creek, there is a lantern made of white corpses, and inside the lantern is a candle lit by corpse oil.

Under this dim atmosphere, it gives people a feeling of depression.

Song Lanyi looked at the bones around him, the jade rings and bracelets on the ground, and a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind.

These things have not decayed over the years, and they all come from the power of the past.

These things...couldn't be space equipment, right?

She has never eaten pork, hasn't she seen a pig run?

Song Lanyi looked around and saw that the space equipment was all over the floor, and his heart, which was originally heavy, suddenly became clear.

Even the pace of progress is much lighter.

　Today's first update

　　
　
(End of this chapter)