My apprentice is a little weird?

Above the endless barren desert.

The rustling sound was regular, sometimes light and sometimes slow.

Cuihua walked forward with steady and firm steps, unmoved by the wind, sand and scorching sun.

From a distance, you will find that he moves as freely as an ordinary person, walking alone in the desert like a devout ascetic.

However, if someone were in front of her, they would find that there was no trace of divine light in her scarlet eyes!

Like a cold corpse.

The regular and powerful advance was more like the rigid movement of a zombie, executing some kind of order in a rigid manner.

The lips were cracked and filled with sand, which blocked the nose and obscured the vision.

But this still didn't stop her from moving forward, one step, two steps...

The footprints behind him were covered up as soon as he took a step forward, and he returned to the original place after going around in circles.

There is no human habitation within a thousand miles.

She is the only one.

After an unknown amount of time, the wind and sand gradually stopped, and an oasis appeared in front of her.

There are birds singing and flowers blooming, like the Wizard of Oz. Delicate flowers stand proudly, gurgling water forms a clear spring, spotted deer leisurely eat grass, and a few kingfishers landed on a stone tablet, pecking at it gently with their beaks.

Everything is so leisurely and natural.

Cuihua's gaze fell on the fifty scratches engraved on the stone tablet, and her lifeless eyes finally showed some changes.

The setting sun was as red as blood, shining on her pale face. Her long hair fluttered in the wind, with the ends glowing golden, so beautiful.

He knelt weakly on the lawn with a thud. There was no expression or life on his face. He just stared at the stone tablet with lifeless eyes.

She had exhausted all her energy during the long journey.

Feeling her soul drained away, she spoke vaguely.

"The fifty-first time..."

"It seems... I'm really going to die here this time..."

"Haha...it's really...ridiculous..."

thump…

Cuihua fell into the soft grass, crushing a large number of flowers.

She buried half of her face in the flowers and grass, staring blankly at the nearby grass, the land, and a broken but still stubbornly standing white chrysanthemum.

There are chrysanthemums of various colors around it, such as yellow, orange, green, etc., but it is the only white one, and it is now crushed.

Cuihua just watched quietly, and her body began to radiate white pure soul power~

Like dandelions flying all over the sky.

"I'm sorry... for hurting you..."

She said this to the flower, then closed her eyes weakly and her body began to collapse rapidly.

The white chrysanthemum remained the same as before, but as the green flower disappeared, it lost its support and broke into pieces on the ground.

…………

In the azure sky, a pair of blue eyes that blended into the sky were watching this scene quietly.

Without any emotion, he watched Cuihua disappear without any feeling of pity, happiness, or joy. He just watched her disappearance quietly.

"Ming'er~"

A soft murmur instantly changed those calm eyes!

"Master?! You came out!"

Shen Ming rushed to Jiang Yan with excitement in her eyes and hugged him tightly, with uncontrollable happiness on her face.

Jiang Yan opened his eyes slightly tiredly but didn't say anything. He just patted Shen Ming's back gently to comfort him.

He gently pushed her away and then turned his head to the anxious Erleng not far away and smiled faintly:

"Don't worry, Shan Pao is fine now, but he has been in a coma for a while and won't wake up, so let him rest here for a while, and I will release him later."

Erleng pursed his lips and looked hesitant. He raised his hand and opened his mouth several times, wanting to say something, but in the end he held back.

He lowered his head and pleaded, "Mr. Jiang! Thank you very much! Erleng is not someone who doesn't know how to appreciate a favor. He won't ask too many questions. Erleng just wants to know one thing."

He raised his head, and the tears in his eyes were evaporated by the water he controlled.

"Can Shan Pao... still survive?"

Jiang Yan was silent...

He just looked at the small world in the palm of his hand and the mountain cannon sleeping peacefully inside, in silence.

Seeing this, Erleng's lips trembled, his face turned pale, his breathing became unstable, and he showed signs of rioting.

But Jiang Yan said at this moment:

"That depends on how you understand it."

Erleng: "What...what do you mean?"

Jiang Yan's face was calm.

"If we understand it from an objective fact, that is, theoretically, the mountain cannon will survive and have a brand new beginning. That's what I said."

"But if we understand it from a subjective perspective, that is, from a personal perspective, then Shan Pao is dead and has no chance of survival."

Erleng, who was originally immersed in sadness, suddenly became at a loss.

"What does this mean? How could Shan Pao... die and come back to life?"

Jiang Yan sighed lightly and didn't explain any further.

"Don't think about that for now. You just need to know that Shan Pao is alive and well. There's nothing wrong with him."

"Once this matter is over, I will explain to you the relationship and interests involved."

Erleng had a complicated expression. He looked at Jiang Yan with a sad look, then bowed.

"please!"

"Um"

Jiang Yan nodded slightly, feeling the warm breeze on his neck and the touch of his long hair, and couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

"Ming'er, how is Cuihua now?"

Shen Ming tilted his head and rested his chin on Jiang Yan's shoulder.

"died"

"What?! Dead!!"

Jiang Yan exclaimed and suddenly stood up, looking startled!

Instead, Shen Ming was stuck on Jiang Yan like a pendant and was lifted up by him. The process was smooth and seamless.

Jiang Yan grabbed the little hand that was pinching the flesh on his waist.

"You killed her. How did you do it?"

Without waiting for Shen Ming to answer, Jiang Yan glanced at the living character array that was very close to him, which was an enhanced version.

He understood immediately and couldn't help but say angrily.

"You grinded her to death?"

Shen Ming's originally lazy eyes gradually narrowed, taking on a dangerous tone.

"Master, are you feeling sorry for her... or..."

"I feel sorry for her~"

The chill in these words gave Jiang Yan goose bumps all over his body, and he also realized his current situation.

He had just consumed a lot of energy and now he had no strength to even bark like a dog.

The voice instantly became warmer.

"No, Ming'er, you misunderstood me."

"Cuihua can't die, especially now."

Having said this, Jiang Yan paused for a moment and felt the surroundings, and couldn't help but ask in confusion.

"And...are you really sure she's dead?"

Shen Ming understood the meaning of the words, was slightly startled, and then a glimmer flashed across his eyes, and the whole person descended into the talisman formation again.

Jiang Yan also followed in.

.........

In the oasis.

The gray shadow of a middle-aged woman slowly took shape on the grass.

Sticky and gray, the smell of evil, corruption, and filth descended upon it~

All living things in the oasis began to wither and die.

When the woman was fully formed, the surrounding oasis had become a Jedi!

She lay on the ground like a dead person, lying at the place where Cuihua died, looking at the only white flower in the wasteland.

She picked up the withered chrysanthemum and slowly got up.

Jiang Yan looked at this scene and said in a lost voice with his mouth slightly opened:

"Niu Cuihua?"