sbdcsierra Chapter 497 will be available much later.
Chapter 497 will be available much later.
Xue Lan wanted to have a beautiful dream about the Xuanhuang Sect, but she accidentally returned to her childhood.
The little girl with snow-white wolf ears splashed around in the snow in front of her, asking excitedly:
"Have I become my father's pride?"
Xue Lan nodded.
"Have I become a very powerful demon?"
Xue Lan nodded.
"Have I protected the people I wanted to protect?"
This time, Xue Lan remained silent.
As a child, Xue Lan turned to look at her, blinking her large, icy blue eyes:
Is it because I'm not good enough?
Is it because I'm not good enough?
Xue Lan asked herself this question in her heart.
As the chief lord of the wolf clan in the Northern River region, he is already very powerful.
Taking advantage of Xue Lan's momentary daze, the little girl jumped in front of Xue Lan:
"Were you killed because you weren't good enough?"
A row of black lines appeared on Xue Lan's head.
Was I really this direct when I was a child?
The inner demon hiding in Xue Lan's sea of consciousness sensed this person's thoughts and spoke irritably:
"Stop labeling yourself as kind and understanding."
"You were just like this in your past life!"
"Don't arbitrarily define my childhood, you're just a demon who appeared halfway through my life!"
Having quelled her inner demons with a few words, Xue Lan looked at the little girl in front of her again:
"Yes, he was accidentally killed."
He was killed by himself and then reborn.
"Don't you have any friends?"
The little girl spoke with some curiosity.
Xue Lan nodded:
"some!"
"So none of them will help you?"
Xue Lan plopped down in the snow:
"I have a bad personality and I'm too cruel, so they all left me!"
The little white wolf in front of her looked at Xue Lan, and finally spoke fiercely:
"Then you are not me!"
"My father said that I am the most obedient little white wolf in the Northern Region, and no one will dislike me."
Xue Lan pressed her brow again.
"So this is what I was really like when I was little!"
Her tone was tinged with a sense of wonder:
"So your personality throughout your life has actually been a return to simplicity?"
The inner demon didn't speak, but it snorted coldly.
After playing with her younger self by the frozen lake for a while, Xue Lan once again headed deeper into the snowfield.
Her voice carried a faint smile:
"Why did you become less popular after that?"
Snow began to fall gradually around them, and the north wind swirled the snowflakes, obscuring Xue Lan's vision.
When I saw things again, I was in front of the library with candles lit.
We've returned to the Xuanhuang Sect.
"Senior Sister Xue, when will you finish copying this? It's been an hour already!"
The young boy sitting opposite him couldn't help but speak, a hint of impatience showing between his delicate features.
Xue Lan spoke fluently:
"Grandmaster Qingyin said that we are not allowed to leave until we finish copying it."
The boy opposite him scratched his head in confusion, but finally reached out his hand firmly to Xue Lan:
"Here's a pen, I'll help you!"
Xue Lan casually handed him a pen: "You can't write!"
The slender brush was held in the boy's hand, and the two characters "Xue Lan" on the brush handle turned into "Qi Song". When he put pen to paper, he could no longer write black characters.
"Sing in unison!"
Xue Lan silently repeated these two words in her heart.
That was the youngest disciple of the True Man of Diligence.
This was the last time she saw Qi Song before Gong Yuan and the others had their accident.
The boy came to the library to find him and asked if he wanted to go to Ruoshui City with Zhang Mingqiu and the others.
Xue Lan refused at the time.
The boy looked at the calligraphy brush in his hand and said somewhat awkwardly:
"Your grandmaster was just too strict with you."
"Can't I use a different pen?"
"If you don't go, Second Senior Sister won't take us out!"
"Senior sister!"
Just as the boy was throwing a tantrum, Xue Lan packed her things and got up:
"Let's go to Ruoshui City."
Qi Song suddenly jumped up from the ground:
"You're not going to copy the book anymore?"
"I'm not copying anymore, let's go out and have some fun!"
Following Qi Song to the exit of Xuanhuang Cave, Xue Lan saw several figures standing not far away.
Gong Yuan, Zhang Mingqiu, Liu Yiyi, Gan Lin.
Xue Lan was taken away from Xuanhuang Cave by Gong Yuan and his group, and they played in Ruoshui City until dark.
"That's rare!"
Holding a sugar figurine in her hand, Liu Yiyi looked at Xue Lan and spoke in an exaggerated tone:
"Today, Senior Sister Xue didn't complain about wanting to go back and copy the book."
Gan Lin, with her round face, chimed in from the side:
"Yes, yes!"
Xue Lan remained silent, holding up the small sugar figurine in her hand and looking at the two through the hole in the top.
Liu Yiyi is a delicate and slender young woman with an oval face and almond-shaped eyes.
Gan Lin is a slightly chubby girl with almond-shaped eyes that resemble Xue Lan's. She has a gentle and considerate personality.
"because……"
The girl holding the sugar figurine had gentle eyes and a slow yet firm voice:
"I really like you all..."
But I failed to protect you.
It was indeed a beautiful dream, but unfortunately, the person in the dream knew it was just a dream.
Even the slightest bit of joy is enough to make me unhappy.
"Are you saying you like us?"
Liu Yiyi asked slowly in surprise.
"It doesn't seem like a joke..." Gan Lin swallowed hard.
"She seems to be serious!"
Liu Yiyi put the sugar figurine in her mouth, then pounced on Xue Lan.
"I like Senior Sister Xue too!"
"Senior Sister Xue can make so many beautiful magical artifacts, and she will even give me hints when Master asks me questions!"
"I like Senior Sister Xue the most!"
Gan Lin patted Liu Yiyi on the shoulder from behind:
"Isn't it my turn to carry you?"
That night, on the long steps of Ruoshui City, Xue Lan was embraced by Zhang Mingqiu and the other two in turn.
The dream was like a gift she had never opened.
When I opened it, it was sweet maltose.
It tastes sweet when you open it later, but it will hurt.
The night in Ruoshui City not far away began to gradually disappear, as if it were dawn.
Blood and fire replaced the pedestrians, and Xue Lan saw herself with silver hair.
That was the young wolf king, his fair face stained with blood, his icy blue pupils devoid of any spirit.
"Haven't I seen you in a long time?" the girl asked Xue Lan.
"I have no friends!" The girl looked around at the demons who had fought alongside her.
"I don't have a mother anymore either."
"Xue Lan, where did your friend come from?"
Xue Lan looked at the dejected look on the girl's face and spoke softly:
"It will happen a long time from now."
Some were ruthlessly abandoned by themselves, and some died.
Another group is completely unaware of their own cruelty.
The surrounding illusion shifted again, and the girl on the battlefield in front of him began to blur.
Xue Lan heard her own voice, tinged with coldness:
Is this enough?
The inner demon, who had remained silent for a long time, finally spoke indifferently:
"Won't it rotate a few more times? There are still many people we haven't seen."
"I just want to see people I'll never have the chance to see again."
For example, Gong Yuan and his friends, and even myself in my previous life.
Those who did not appear in her dream will live on forever in the Yuanming Realm.
"That's it!"
A transparent dagger appeared in Xue Lan's hand, and she slashed at the numerous causal threads on her wrist.