Strange place

  Yan Yi finished speaking and walked towards the door, every step seemed to be floating, elegant and noble. Wen Feng walked forward and bowed slightly to Qian Yu Xian, then chased after Yan Yi.

  Qian Yu Xian leaned against the headboard, raised her hand to look at the white strip wrapped around it, and understood that she had been bitten by that worm... then, she couldn't remember anything!

  Qian Yu Xian put down his hand, pressed it on the pillow, as if he had pressed something down. He turned over the pillow and took a look... It was the Jade Feather Flute!

  Qian Yu Xian picked up the jade flute and began to study it, exactly like the one she had seen in her dream just now. Made of white jade, with feathers carved on its surface...

  So what I just said wasn't a dream?

  The voice of the soul sounds, 'not a dream...'

  Qian Yu Xian was excited, 'Then won't I be able to practice Lightness Skill now?'

  The soul hesitated, "Uh..."

  Qian Yu Xian discovered something was off about her soul, 'What's wrong?'

  The voice of the soul echoed in Qianyu Xian's mind, 'I always feel that the monk...'

  Qianyu Xian waved his hand to interrupt Ling's words, "Don't think too much about it! Maybe he really wants to help us!"

  The soul hesitated, "Uh..."

  Qianyu Xian sat at the head of the bed for a while, and her spirit recovered a lot. Her body didn't feel as weak as it had just now. Qianyu Xian moved her body, preparing to get out of bed. Linghun Zan's worried voice came:

  "Where are you going? Shengzi told you to rest here."

  Qian Yu Xian also remembered, if it wasn't for Yan Yi throwing her into that forest, she wouldn't have been bitten by insects and had bad luck. She pouted in dissatisfaction:

  "If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have been bitten, why should I still listen to him?"

  The soul fell silent, Qian Yu Xian's personality she understood, very stubborn.

  Qian Yu Xian got out of bed and made an effort to stand up, putting the Jade Feather Flute on his body, lest it be stolen by someone, although he walked step by step towards the door.

  Out of the room, outside was a garden, filled with all sorts of flowers, just like an imperial palace's royal garden. Qian Yu Xian walked along the garden and made a circle, on the way encountering two groups of people, all men, wearing black clothes and masks, as soon as they saw themselves, they bowed their waists until they had passed three feet away before standing up to continue walking their path.

  What is this? It's so strange... Why are all these people wearing black clothes and masks?

  Qianyu Xian walked along the garden in one direction, and another group of men wearing black clothes and masks came up. The men arrived within three feet of Qianyu Xian and bowed their heads, waiting for him to walk out of the three-foot radius. Although they stood up and walked away, Qianyu Xian remained standing still.

  Qianyu Xianhu gazed at that group of men with suspicion, her rose-like red lips opening slightly, "What... is this?"

  Then, waiting for their response, but time slowly slipped away, they just kept bowing without answering Qian Yu Xian's words. Qian Yu Xian wondered if she had spoken too softly? Deciding to ask again, rose-like red lips slightly parted:

  "Where is this?"

  Her response was still a silence, Qian Yu Xian furrowed her brows, were they mute? Qian Yu Xian looked up in confusion, the sky had turned gray, and at the same time, she felt a slight chill around her.

  What's going on? The sky is gray? And isn't it summer now? How can it feel a bit chilly?

  Qianyu Xian frowned and raised an eyebrow, not noticing that group of men, continuing to walk forward.

  Qian Yu Xian walked and walked until he came to a place that looked like an execution ground. Qian Yu Xian saw Yan Yi sitting on the throne in the center of the execution ground, smiling with a charming yet dangerous look at a man kneeling on the platform, his voice as clear and pure as a piano coming from his thin lips:

  "Do you think nothing will happen if you don't speak? I knew you were from the Yin Yang Sect, I just wanted to see how tight your lips are."

  The man kneeling on the execution platform was pushed by a black-clothed, masked man standing next to him, causing him to lose his balance and fall onto the platform. The man did not rush to get up, but instead hooked one corner of his mouth and looked at Yan Yi.

  "I see you're trying to get information about the Yin Yang Gate from me, otherwise with your personality, you would have killed me long ago. I'm telling you, you can forget about getting any news from me!"

  Yan Yi supported his chin with one hand, his thin lips slightly raised, smiling with a subtle elegance, his dark eyes deep and unfathomable.

  "I was thinking of waiting for the woman you had bitten by insects to recover, and then letting her come and kill you."

  Qianyu Xian stood at the edge of the execution ground, listening to their conversation. Yin-yang gate? Wasn't that what the monk in my dream said? The woman bitten by insects? Are they referring to me? The monk said that the yin-yang gate has set its sights on me and will make a move against me, so is that insect one of theirs sent after me?

  Damn it! Dare to secretly calculate me! Just let you try out my newly learned skills!

  Qian Yu Xian took out the Jade Feather Flute and gave a sly smile.