"My spiritual world?" Xin'er said thoughtfully.

Seeing Xin'er deep in thought, Wuming grabbed Miaochen's lapel, picked him up, and said harshly: "Shut up! Get out of the Strange Demon Forest, do you hear me?"

Miaochen still ignored Wuming and said gently to Xin'er: "Yes, this is your spiritual world. Everything here is fake and made up by your imagination. The real you is lying in Ma Dian's arms.

Here, unconscious."

Xin'er shook her body and felt a little headache. She narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "Fake? I just imagined it? How could it be possible? How could it be possible?"

Xin'er covered her head, with a somewhat painful look on her face, and her body kept swaying from side to side. And the surrounding scenery began to distort along with Xin'er's body.

The land is no longer flat, it has become uneven, the house has been twisted into a hemp rope, the round sun has turned into a pea shape, and even the light is distorted. The tree trunks also have their necks crooked and their backs hunched. Even the trees on the side are twisted.

The nameless person could not straighten his waist, his body became pale and twisted into an "S" shape.

The entire space became extremely distorted, extremely unbalanced, and extremely unreal.

Wuming felt that something was wrong, pushed Miaochen away who was safe and sound, came to Xin'er, hugged her tightly, and comforted her.

"Xiao Xiner, don't listen to his nonsense, this is not your spiritual world! Grandpa promises that everything here is true! Grandpa will always be here with you!"

Feeling Wuming's warm embrace and hearing Wuming's heart-warming words, Xin'er finally calmed down and the whole space became stable again.

Wuming finally breathed a sigh of relief and was about to settle the score with Miaochen when he saw him speak again.

"Xiao Xin'er, do you believe that there will be eternal companionship in this world?"

A plain sentence fell into Xin'er's ears. Like a stone falling on a calm lake, ripples appeared and gradually spread around.

Xin'er fell into confusion again, and various memories that did not belong to the current age group continued to appear in Xin'er's mind. These memories included all kinds of life, including sadness, pain, parting, laughter, tears, and joy. Only

Without nameless companionship, there is only useless eternity.

Xin'er fell into Wuming's arms, covering her head and struggling painfully. The whole space was shaking. Pieces of scenery were like pieces of puzzle pieces, falling off from the space. Wuming's body gradually turned into a translucent suit, and the whole person was

The space was shaking violently, but he still held on to Xin'er tightly.

Xin'er raised her head with difficulty, looked at Wuming, and said in great pain: "Grandpa, my head hurts so much, am I going to die?"

At this time, Wuming himself was not feeling well, but he still gritted his teeth and said comfortingly: "It's okay, it's okay, grandpa is here. Xin'er, if you bear with me a little longer, the pain will soon stop!"

After saying that, Wuming let go of Xin'er's hand, walked towards Miaochen with heavy steps, grabbed Miaochen's clothes again, and said fiercely: "Get out of here, don't interfere with our lives, you hear

No? Get out!"

Miao Chen smiled slightly and finally said to Wu Ming, "What if I refuse to leave?"

Wuming's eyes were red, and his whole body was filled with black energy, and he punched Miao Chen.

Miao Chen fell to the ground, touched the blood on the corner of his mouth, looked at Xin'er who was rolling on the ground and said, "Xin'er, look up, is this the Wuming you know?"

Xin'er subconsciously raised her head and looked at Wuming.

At this time, Wuming could no longer look human, turning into a black mist. His eyes were bloodshot and emitted red light in the black mist, making him look like a black demon.

Seeing this, Xin'er was completely stunned. Looking at the inhuman Wuming, she said tremblingly: "Grandpa... you..."

Wuming also noticed the change in himself, and immediately huddled up, saying in a panic: "Don't, don't look at Grandpa, Xin'er, it's not what you think, it's not!"

Wuming's words had no effect at all, and Xin'er was still in a very confused state. The surrounding space was shaking constantly, and there was a possibility of collapse at any time.

Miaochen stood up, looked at Xin'er, and continued.

"This is not your grandfather, this is a fake! It's the devil that is blocking your awakening! The real Wuming is no longer by your side!"

"This is not the Forest of Strange Demons! It is not your home! You are in Ansai College now, and your home is in the Sky Domain!"

"Everything here is fake! You are fake too! You are already twelve years old! The real you is still unconscious in the secret room of the academy, so quickly get out of the fake world and wake up, wake up!"

Miao Chen's voice became louder and louder, and the last two words were almost shouted. The voice resounded throughout the world and hit Xin'er's mind like thunder.

The surrounding space quickly collapsed, Wuming realized that something was wrong, shouted loudly, turned into a grimace, showed a set of fangs, and rushed towards Miaochen.

"Get out of here!"

"stop!"

Xin'er shouted loudly, and the surrounding space shattered, revealing a void. Wuming screamed in pain, turned into a wisp of black smoke, and disappeared.

Xin'er also smiled slightly, held Miao Chen's hand, and disappeared after thanking her.

Miao Chen was the only one left in the entire void, standing there with a puzzled look on his face.

"Hiss... that shouldn't be the case. The illusion is broken. How come you haven't woken up yet?"

Miao Chen was pacing back and forth in the void, when suddenly his feet became empty and he fell under the void.

Under the nothingness was a flat grassland. The shallow green grass was only ankle-deep. The gentle wind shook his little head and scratched Miaochen's ankles, hoping to make him stop and play with them.

The fluffy green grass spreads to the horizon along with the undulating ground, weaving into a soft blanket and covering the ground.

As Miao Chen walked on the blanket, the faint fragrance of grass filled the air and hit his nostrils. The smell was very fresh, and it made Miao Chen feel sleepy.

Shaking his head, Miao Chen couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"I didn't expect this girl to sleep so deeply. It seems like it will take a lot of effort to wake her up."

Miao Chen no longer thought about it and flew straight into the distance.

Suddenly! A towering tree appeared in front of me. The tree was ten thousand feet tall. There was no crown, only the trunk. The trunk was as hard as a steel plate, and it was ten feet thick. It was surrounded by hundreds of people, and the head and tail could not be connected.

Xiner, on the other hand, closed her eyes, sat at the bottom of the tree, leaned her back against the tree trunk, tilted her head to the right, and let her hair fall from her shoulders, as if she was integrated with the whole world.

Looking at Xin'er who fell into a deep sleep, Miao Chen stepped forward, patted Xin'er on the shoulder and said.

"Xiao Xin'er, wake up, wake up quickly."

The call echoed in Xin'er's mind, the voice was gentle and elegant, like a ray of breeze blowing through the sensitive heart, blowing away the thick sleepiness, and opening the blinded eyes.

He opened his hazy sleepy eyes, rubbed his dry eye sockets, looked at Miao Chen in front of him, and said softly.

"Grandpa Miao, why are you here?"

Miao Chen did not answer Xin'er's question, but asked with a smile.

"you're awake?"

Xin'er stood up slowly, stretched, and said with some uncertainty: "Probably."

Looking around, he looked at the tall trees around him and asked with some confusion: "Where is this place?"

Miao Chen was a little surprised, "Don't you know where this is?"

Xin'er shook her head, "I don't know. I've never been here before, and I've never seen such a tall tree. I can't even see the top of the tree at a glance. It's really too high!"

"Then do you know when you fell asleep?" Miao Chen asked.

Xin'er shook her head, "I don't know."

"How old are you this year?"

"Twelve, I haven't seen Grandpa Miaochen for four years. Grandpa Miao, have you forgotten Xin'er so quickly?" Xin'er looked at Miao Chen with a suspicious look on her face.

"Then tell me where you live now and who you are with." Miao Chen continued.

"Of course I live in the college's girls' dormitory, dormitory No. 302, with Sister Siyu, Sister Yingmeng, and Sister Lengyue! It's impossible to live in the boys' dormitory with Brother Dian," Xin'er said.

Seeing that Xin'er remembered everything, Miao Chen became even more confused.

"Xiao Xin'er, do you still remember what you were doing before you fell asleep?"

Xin'er thought about it again and again, but she still couldn't remember what she did before going to bed, and why she slept here. She couldn't help but frown, thinking hard, with a sad look on her face.

"Don't be in a hurry. Take your time and think carefully about where you were and what you did before you went to bed."

The gentle voice of Miao Chen was remembered at the right time, which calmed Xin'er's impetuous heart, and she began to search for the memory fragments and connect them one by one.

Suddenly, a breeze blew by, causing shallow waves in the shallow green grass. Xin'er's brows relaxed, and her expression suddenly became brighter.

"I remembered! Before again, I had just defeated Mo Ziyan and shook hands with her. Then I felt a sting in my hand and passed out. When I woke up, I was here."

"That's it." Miao Chen nodded thoughtfully.

It seems that the reason for Xin'er's coma has been found. Everything was caused by Mo Ziyan!

Miaochen held Xin'er's hand and gently touched her fingertips. Xin'er felt pain and subconsciously retracted her hands.

"Does it hurt?" Miaochen asked.

Xin'er nodded.

With ten fingers connected to the heart, Wuming stretched out his index finger and ring finger, and brought the two fingers together to poke Xin'er's heart.

Xin'er was in pain, and she knelt down on the ground, holding her left chest, and spat out a mouthful of black blood with a "wow" sound.

"Does it hurt here too?"

Xin'er nodded with difficulty.

Miaochen patted Xin'er's shoulder, helped her up, held Xin'er's hand again and said: "Be patient for a while, it will hurt after a while."

After saying that, she couldn't help but rub Xin'er's fingertips. Xin'er endured the pain and her hands kept shaking. Beads of sweat kept sliding down her cheeks and dripping on the grass heads, making the surrounding grass become...

More dense.

Finally, with Miaochen's continuous efforts, Xin'er's fingertips no longer hurt. Her fingertips were like bamboo shoots, and her skin was white and her wrists were slender with red jade.

Miao Chen let go of Xin'er's hand and slapped her heart.

Xin'er instantly flew upside down, and an emerald needle flew out from her chest. As the emerald needle flew out, her consciousness continued to wake up. The surrounding scenery continued to collapse, and Xin'er herself was gradually pulled back.
Chapter completed!