My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 204

"Because your status is higher than theirs..."

Crowds gather quickly and disperse quickly.

Following the words of the law enforcement elder, people from the surrounding area quickly came up and cleaned up the corpses.

The expressions of the people who were frightened before now became calm again, as if they didn't care about it at all.

Ye Wuyou stood there, with a hint of doubt and confusion in his eyes.

He was very clear that everyone he saw was not a "human" because they all had a faint aura of the Tao.

He scanned the surroundings carefully, wanting to explore the strange place again, but found nothing.

It seemed that his behavior had disturbed the other party.

But now it no longer appears in front of me.

"How big is this sect?"

The Guiyuan Sect that the outside world could see at a glance has now evolved into a vast territory with numerous mountains. As far as the sight can be seen, even the mountains on the other side in the distance can show traces of human figures.

All this is so real, completely different from an illusion.

Those people have cultivation and realm.

Ye Wuyou couldn't help but recall the narrator's words.

A place beyond reality?

Dao Domain? Nibelungen?
He didn't understand it before, but now that Ye Wuyou has experienced it personally, he understands a little bit.

He reached out and touched his right eye, recalling a similar scene when he first encountered that eyeball.

But everything constructed by that eyeball was undoubtedly much more crude, so much so that he could see through it at a glance.

"Is this the weirdness of 'wild'?"

Ye Wuyou frowned tightly, but then he heard a low voice behind him. He looked down and saw the woman he had seen before holding his hand.

The latter lowered her head at this moment, her ponytail swayed slightly, and her eyes showed grievance.

"Brother, can we go back?"

"I'm not yours..." Ye Wuyou said, but then paused.

For some reason, a memory suddenly emerged in his mind.

That was a memory about himself being called Sun Yue, and the woman in front of him was his junior sister who had been with him since he entered the sect.

However, the other person's face is vague in my memory.

Is this a weird attempt to influence me?
But it was obvious that he was not affected by the weirdness, and this sudden memory was just a memory after all.

but.

"Okay." Ye Wuyou said silently.

He currently knew nothing about anything within the sect, so he needed to find someone to learn more about it.

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There were purple bamboos everywhere, and beside the steps, one could faintly hear a man's rapid breathing and a woman's voice filled with pain and pleasure.

Ye Wuyou glanced at the two people's astonished expressions, then walked across the stairs without looking around.

After walking up the stairs and hearing countless calls of "Hello, Senior Brother Sun", Ye Wuyou finally stopped.

Beside the purple bamboo forest, there is a row of houses.

The girl next to him explained.

"Brother, we live here with our master. Not long ago, our master became the third elder of Zizhu Peak."

A childish voice came from a boy-like person who was standing with his hands behind his back, looking at him with a smile.

"Sun Yue is back..."

Along with the shout of surprise, a woman in a purple skirt was leaning against the door and looking at him with a smile.

"Xiao Sun is back!"

Ye Wuyou looked up, and the memory that did not belong to him told him the identities of these two people.

My own master and his wife.

Just why, why is it so strange?
Do these two people look like this? Why are all the faces in my memory so blurry?
Is that boy his master?
What a joke, even if it is made up by a weird creature, can you please give it some sense?

He has not practiced anything, but he is still my master?

These people are so weak.

But the boy-like man stood with his hands behind his back, looking solemn, his eyes sweeping over him calmly.

"Thank you for your hard work along the way. I know what you did. It was just killing a few disciples with no status. Don't worry about it."

The mistress in purple skirt smiled charmingly at this moment, and then laughed sweetly.

"They were blind and bumped into our little grandson. They really have to single out such a small matter for discussion. Really?"

The boy sneered in response. "What do you know? Those who understand these things all understand them. Those who don't understand won't understand even if I tell you. It's better not to tell you. Don't ask me. The interests involved are too great. For the rest, I can only say that the waters are very deep, so I can only say that those who understand understand..."

"If you insist on asking, I'll just say a few words..."

Ye Wuyou did not reply, but looked at the boy-like "master" and stared at him for a long time.

He finally looked wary.

That aura of a superior doesn't seem fake.

More of a leader than a leader.

But no matter how I look at him, it seems that he has no cultivation at all.

Oh no, could it be that this boy has surpassed me by a large margin?

I can't even spy on you?

"It's getting late. You've been exhausted from the journey. Go back and rest first. I'll ask you some questions tomorrow."

The boy stretched lazily, then glanced at the girl with twin ponytails accompanying Ye Wuyou, then hooked his finger at his master's wife who was leaning against the door, and slowly walked into the house.

"Oh, you enemy."

The mistress in purple skirt complained a lot and followed him, closing the door. But in the end she secretly glanced at Ye Wuyou and gave him a charming look.

Ye Wuyou felt the girl who had been holding his hand tremble slightly.

He frowned.

What kind of ghost wind is this?

After a while, he lowered his head and looked at the girl standing next to him with hesitation.

What was her name? Why couldn't I remember it?
never mind.

Ye Wuyou was thinking about his words, "Junior sister, I have lost some of my memory. Can you tell me everything you know about the sect?"

"Okay, brother, let's go to your room."

Until late at night.

Ye Wuyou rubbed his brows, looked at the girl who was knocked unconscious by him on the bed beside him, and finally let out a breath.

He finally figured out the current situation, including his general identity.

Guiyuan Sect, Zizhu Peak, Shennv Peak, and Shenhong Peak.

Three mountains, thousands of disciples.

It is impossible to kill them all by yourself.

The reason why I couldn't feel the strange presence was probably because the strange thing had already left Zizhu Peak.

And now, I am the most proud disciple of the third elder at Zizhu Peak?

Although he understood all this, Ye Wuyou still had a deep question.

He understood that his identity had been mysteriously changed again.

But Weird has no wisdom, so what is the point of giving myself such an identity?

Ye Wuyou just kept thinking quietly like this until a ray of light appeared in the sky.

"Well……"

The girl with twin ponytails who was knocked unconscious by Ye Wuyou's punch uttered a sound in her sleep.

Ye Wuyou didn't care, he just withdrew his thoughts and waited quietly for the girl to wake up.

"I'll chase her away for a while, and then secretly find a way to go to other mountains to have a look?"

The girl with twin ponytails' eyelids trembled at this moment, and then she struggled to get up from the bed, covering her neck.

She looked at Ye Wuyou, but then her eyes became stunned and her body began to tremble violently.

"Master, Master...you, what did you do to me!"

what?
Ye Wuyou looked puzzled.

boom!
The door was pushed open heavily.

The boy strode in at this moment, his eyes full of anger, his hands clenched into fists, and he spoke angrily to Ye Wuyou.

"Master...Isn't it enough that I risked my life for you? Why do you treat my junior sister like this?"

Ye Wuyou was stunned.

The woman in the purple dress then dared to come forward slowly. She glanced at the scenes in the room and suddenly a look of realization appeared in her eyes.

She gently twisted her slender waist, walked slowly to Ye Wuyou's side, and gently leaned down. Her slender waist and the fullness of her chest formed a perfect arc on the bed.

He showed a sad expression.

"My enemy, have I done anything wrong? What's so good about this little girl?"

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