Back to the dream?

The shattered sunlight shone through the window, and she suddenly opened her eyes.

On the table made of rosewood, tea cups were placed a little lower than her.

Next to the teacup, there was a cloud-patterned cigarette rising from the copper gilt incense burner that was waiting for her.

wrong……

She looked around at a loss.

Has she become smaller?

squeak—ah—

The sound of the wooden door opening and closing sounded.

A fairy-like Dan Cultivator pushed the door open from outside.

She was half a taller than her, and her face seemed to be blocked by fog and was blurred.

He looked a little embarrassed, and the sword on his back and clothes were stained with blood. I don’t know why he was injured.

It seemed that it was a big battle, and the jade bottle hanging on his waist was also messy, and several jade bottles had been completely broken.

The words "Dan Xiu Wuyou" can be vaguely seen.

It was that alchemy cultivator.

She spoke at this moment and wanted to ask him something.

"Meow--"

A soft and soft cat moaned from her vocal cords.

This is not her voice.

etc……

She stretched out her hand and was stunned immediately.

It was not her slightly callous hands because of her sword-making practice, but her pair of chubby cat claws.

She turned into a cat?

"Hmm? What's wrong, Wangcai?"

Or is it the cat named Wangcai?

How could anyone give Mao Wangcai an ugly name?

In order to adapt to her new body, she carefully moved a few steps on the table and came to the Dan Xiu beside the table.

A warm big hand gradually covered the top of the head and rubbed it gently.

It also made a trace of blood stain on her cat's hair.

A little comfortable.

She pressed against the waist of the Dan Xiu and couldn't help but rub the kitten's furry head.

There was no idea what pill was contained in the jade bottle hanging around my waist.

She stretched out her furry claws and wanted to touch the jade bottle on his waist. He suddenly lifted it up and placed it on the ground.

"The elixirs here cannot be touched randomly."

"If you like Yu Ping, put this around your neck."

Wu You untied another empty jade bottle around her waist and tied it to her neck with a rope.

Then he leaned the sword behind him against the wall.

The blood on the cloud-patterned sword had dried up, with several uneven gaps.

Looking at the scarred sword, Jiang Du felt mixed feelings.

Duyun Sword, who had been with her for so many years, became like this in her dream.

She is here, I don’t know where she is.

Or, dead, no one remembers it.

"This main task is really not simple."

"I have already avenged you, and in two days, you will be buried in peace."

revenge?

Is it avenging her dead?

Complex feelings surge in my heart,

Her only wish is that someone can remember her.

She just wants to leave a little trace of her own in this world.

I don't dare to ask for too much.

But in the dream,

Not only can someone remember her, but someone also avenged her with her Duyun.

A warm current flows in the heart.

"For the epitaph, just write about the life experience of ups and downs, your sword is also bumpy."

My life experience is rising and falling?

She raised her fluffy head and looked at the white clothes stained with dry black blood.

Wuyou, what is the relationship between you and Xu Gu?

"Hmm? The cat's hair is dirty for you. I just happened to take a shower, so I'll take you to take a shower together."

She couldn't react when she was grabbed by a wide palm.

Wu You's words flashed back in his mind.

For the first time in more than a decade, she was at a loss.

Wait and wait...

Take a bath together one by one?

Recently, the chapters have been reviewed and deleted from time to time. Some places may be incoherent, which will affect the reading experience. Please forgive me.
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