Traveled through time at the same time, but both clones were beautiful girls

Is the previous guild leader still there?

Even though he wasn't interested in the increasingly popular idol entertainment industry, Ji Yan could roughly guess what she was talking about just by looking at the words together.

But isn't he the general of the Night Return Army?

How could the leader of an army possibly go on stage to pose and sell his buttocks?!

Wait a minute!

The current magistrate just said that this guy's profession seems to be... a prophet!!!

The tiger's body trembled violently.

You monstrous creature, what terrifying future have you foreseen?!

Clinging to the last glimmer of hope, Ji Yan asked with a dry mouth, "Miss, what you just said means that I will become the leader of some idol boy group in the future, and seem to be very famous throughout Jinzhou?"

"Huh? Of course not!"

Ji Yan breathed a sigh of relief: "I knew it..."

"Not just famous in the whole state, but famous throughout the entire continent."

"?"

"After the Ming Ceremony, Huanglong was at peace. You resigned from your position as general and went to hang out with that so-called strongest mercenary leader. Later, it seems you met a guy named Brandt. He was full of tricks, so the three of you transformed the mercenary group into a song and dance troupe."

Needless to say, the mercenary leader is Kakaro, an old acquaintance and business partner of Ji Yan.

He didn't know who Brandt was; he just hoped he would never run into him in this lifetime.

"Later, the Huaxu Research Institute took a liking to Motefei, Black Coast Qiushui, and oh, a snow leopard joined you. You simply transformed into an idol boy band, touring the world. Business was booming, and many rich women were waving their money to buy you..."

"Enough! Stop talking!"

If I continue, it will become an indescribable nightmare!

"I swear, I will be a general for life, I will fight in the Ming Shiki for life!!"

Ji Yan's lips trembled as he swore a solemn oath to heaven.

Becoming an idol is impossible.

Never in this lifetime.

Seeing his resistance to the future, Ling didn't bother to argue: "Then from today onwards, I will be your strategist and deputy. You can call me Ling. As for how to boost the morale of the Night Return Army, let me think..."

Ling suddenly laughed and pointed to the sky: "Isn't there a good opportunity right now?"

Ji Yan looked up and felt a chill run down his spine!

The gentle moon in the sky became very hazy, as if there were ripples on its surface.

"That's... the phase of the moon!"

Lunar phases are often accompanied by bursts of croaking.

Suddenly, it started raining in Kitarokuno, but it was a backflow rain.

Countless raindrops burst forth from the earth, flowing backwards into the sky. The soldiers returning home at night could see in the rain everything that had happened here in the past. It was very magical, but it was just a natural phenomenon.

However, almost at the same time.

Both Jinzhou Tiangong Defense and Huaxu Research Institute detected high-density echo energy in the sky above Beiluoye, which condensed into a sky sea.

Within a radius of thousands of miles, various fragments of images began to gather in large numbers as they fell northward into the wilderness.

The lunar phase, along with the sky and sea, alters the nature of the retrograde rainfall.

Ji Yan recalled the hellish scene from three years ago, his expression somber, and said in a deep voice, "Ming Shiki, it begins!!"

Three years ago, the weather was the same.

Under the influence of the Mingshiki-Wuxiangxianzhu, the rain, tainted by time, brought the remnants of the past back into the real world, and these remnants clashed fiercely with the soldiers returning at night.

The Night Return Army, the remnants of the Northern Wilderness indigenous people, the phantoms formed by the retrograde rain, and the ghosts of soldiers who died here—four forces intertwine and clash on the battlefield. The soldiers gradually lose their ability to distinguish friend from foe and become disoriented.

Kitarokuno became like a living hell.

"Return at night, prepare the troops!!"

The cyan dragon spear shot out of the sky and nailed itself outside the military camp gate, creating a windbreak to block the rain and calm the soldiers' uneasy hearts.

After throwing the spear, Ji Yan looked at Ling and asked, "Strategist, what do you intend to do?"

Ling raised a gourd of wine, gulped down several mouthfuls, and his eyes shone as brightly as the brightest stars.

She squinted, drunk again.

Staggering, the dragon's tail, stained with fragrant ink, scribbled haphazardly in the void.

"The long river and the thousand peaks, the desolate city in the wilderness, are all vividly before my eyes."

As soon as the words were spoken, reality and dream began to blur, and the desolate and boundless North Plains transformed into an endless lake.

"We will sail down the river, from Dongting Lake to the Yangtze River."

"I have departed from my ancient abode, and now I roam freely eastward."

Having finished speaking, he drank heartily, and the water of eight hundred miles of Dongting Lake was drawn into the small wine pot, which he then casually tossed into the sky!

“Crack!!”

The sky and the sea are shattered.

The wine poured down wildly, instantly obliterating countless afterimages spanning thousands of miles.

The newly revived Lord of the Formless Flame let out a defiant neigh, like the clash of swords and the thunder of horses, before falling silent once more.

Chapter Fifty-Seven: A Kiss to Wake Up Sleeping Beauty – It's Still a Kiss No Matter What!

"Truly astonishing power... no, it should be called immense power."

When the [command] struck, it shattered the sky and sea, swept away the remnants of a thousand miles, and stunned Ming Shi.

At the ruins of Qichi Village in the northern part of Jinzhou City, two figures simultaneously gazed at the Beiluo Wilderness Camp and felt that astonishing power.

"Night Return Army's taboo against fire, does it really possess such refined power?"

The figure sitting on the thatched roof was a tall, slender woman in crimson.

The young woman had long, slightly wavy, light green hair, which was tied into two elegant braids. Her right eye was covered with gauze, and she wore a bright red dress, as gorgeous and beautiful as a red spider lily.

But just like those brightly colored animals in nature, the more vibrant they are, the more dangerous they are.

She is Floro, one of the supervisors of the Remnant Star Society.

A dangerous woman with a passion for music and opera, she savored the lingering notes that drifted from afar: "I smelled it, that scent of power. It seems like elegant, otherworldly poetry that can be carried by birds to the sea, but in reality, the poetry is full of the scent of war and slaughter... In Huanglong's words, it's like the clash of swords and the thunder of horses, a spirit that can swallow mountains and rivers."

A phantom image of a red spider lily appeared in her hand, swaying slowly with her feet, as if conducting a concert without any performers: "Imazu Akane, it seems he's quite the conductor."

"No, Floro, that's not the power of the forbidden flames!"

The man who refuted her was another supervisor of the Remnant Star Society, Scar.

The white-haired man, dressed in red, had a large scar on the right side of his face, a chilling knife scar running down his right eyelid.

The scar was furrowing its brow.

"Something's not right. The power of the forbidden flames isn't like this."

"Not contraindicated by fire?"

"It should be said that in the entire Jinzhou, in the entire Huanglong, there is no one who could shatter a thousand miles of fragmented imagery with a single blow, and also instantly shatter the Sky Sea... unless it is Jiao himself who comes."

But both he and Floro knew that the protagonist had been trapped in the Sleeping Dragon Court of Mount Chengxiao by their scheme.

The Lord of the Year could not possibly be here.

In other words, their plans for the present state have encountered a major variable.

Floro's expression turned slightly solemn, and the spider lily in her hand suddenly withered without warning.

The woman, captivated by the rhythms of all things, had already sensed an extremely dangerous atmosphere emanating from the pulsating air.

After a moment of silence, Floro chose to run away.

"Yes, there are variables, but reality is never as perfect as a story. Playwrights are always inclined to embellish, and people are always keen on their favorite stories ending happily. Unfortunately, there are always unexpected events behind the curtain."

The wounded man's head was pounding: "Floro, speak like a human being."

"I gotta go."

"Huh? No, where are you going now?"

"I want to go to Lina Xita."

The layout of Jinzhou is basically complete.

The Ming Clan is revived, and the Lord of the Year is trapped on Mount Chengxiao. Either of these two crises could cripple Jinzhou, or even lead to its demise.

In fact, at this point, it doesn't make much difference whether their remaining stars stay or not.

"However, I want to meet that mysterious person who has appeared at many turning points in history."

A glint of fanaticism appeared on his scarred face: "Why not bring that mysterious man to our side?"

"Whatever you say, I'm going to Seven Hills."

That's what Floro said.

Seven Hills is a city in the Federation of Lina Xita, a country east of Huanglong.

Christopher said there's a very interesting script about to start.

Flororun.

As she left, she silently raised her hand.

"It's snowing...?"

......

Affected by the extreme climate of Kita-rokuno.

The first snowfall of the year in Jinzhou City came much earlier than expected.

Jinxi really, really loves snow.

When she was reincarnated into this world, the second time she opened her eyes, she saw a blue dragon circling in the sky and a sky full of snow.

Whenever snowflakes fall on Na Jinxi's eyelashes, she first feels a little itchy, and then she becomes sleepy.

She is a dragon girl.

The dragon ascends to the heavens at the spring equinox and dives into the abyss at the autumn equinox.

Every year when the first snow falls, Jinxi wraps herself in a soft, fluffy blanket of snowflakes and has a wonderful nap.

The same applies today.

But she can't sleep tonight.

Because a prince was constantly kissing her awake, this sleeping beauty.

He crawled under the covers from the feet up, first appraising and playing with the girl's shapely feet like a seasoned congee connoisseur, biting her ten plump toes, then kissing her ankles obsessively, slowly moving upwards.

The girl reluctantly opened her sleepy eyes.

Someone flew over the slightly rugged knee mound.

Someone flew over two soft snowfields.

Some people plunge headlong into the gentlest and most fertile delta on earth.

The clear, melodious sound of a flute emanated from her throat, and with the force and angle of the prince's kiss, it produced different pitches and vibrato.

"you......"

Jin Xi breathed slightly out of breath, pressed her hands against Adam's head, and ruffled his hair a few times.

What are you doing?! You're disturbing my peace and quiet!

Her reproachful words carried an unprecedented air of spoiled arrogance.

Adam retorted confidently, "Haven't you read fairy tales? I'm waking my Sleeping Beauty with a kiss."