After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn

With a deafening bell, a long wind swept in, blowing away the fog.

The purest and purest aura covers the sky, the sun shines from the clouds, and thousands of golden beams of light are connected into one piece, filling the sky and the earth with dazzling golden light.

Everyone involuntarily closed their eyes.

"Be careful."

"Stay away and stay away."

The jade talisman in her hand shattered into ashes, and before being sent into the secret realm, Peiyu heard Jing Yi and Ding Fenghua's instructions.

When she opened her eyes again, she had already entered the secret realm of Tianhai.

The Tianhai Secret Realm is a vast and boundless continent, self-contained, and it is said to be a part of the ancient continent.

The sky is as blue as washing, and the forest is so vast that you can't see the end.

Peiyu knew that in a farther place, there would be a boundless sea, just like what she saw in the mirage bead.

She suddenly opened her eyes wide, and took out the reincarnation stone from her bosom, all ten gems lit up, and the dark stone shone with soft light.

Zhao Yu's last remnant soul is in the secret realm, no wonder she hasn't found it for so many years.

The reincarnation stone spun, left her hand, and rushed to the sky quickly.

Peiyu hurriedly followed, but saw golden ripples appearing on the enchantment, and the reincarnation stone directly broke through the barrier of the secret realm and flew to the other side.

She stared blankly at it flying away, thinking, when she came out of the secret realm, could mother come back to her?

Outside the secret realm, Ding Fenghua and Jingyi are preparing to return to Gushan.

The treasure ship turned slowly, Jingyi suddenly let out a "huh", Ding Fenghua raised his head upon hearing this, a black light streaked across the sky like a meteor waving its tail, and flew to the north.

"What is this?" Ding Fenghua asked.

Jing Yi said, "You ask me, who am I to ask?"

"Go and have a look." Ding Fenghua took the lead with his sword and chased after the black light.

Jingyi sighed helplessly, and then flew up, "With Peiyu here, I won't be surprised even if the whole secret realm collapses."

Ding Fenghua said: "Let's go and have a look, in case Xiaobai will become a widow again..."

Jingyi: "You should stop talking."

The speed of the black light was extremely fast, and it slowly stopped before the treasure ship of Qianhan Palace.

Jian Yunsha was standing by the window, his figure was thin, the setting sun was setting, and some silvery white spots on his temples were glaring with dazzling light.

The last time she came here was more than a hundred years ago, and she personally sent Zhao Yu into the secret realm.In the distance there are continuous mountains and thousands of miles of rivers. The mountains and rivers have never changed, but things have changed.

"Zhao Yu..." Jian Yunsha felt a pain in his heart, his heart was surging, he leaned on the window and coughed heavily.

Her forehead was full of sweat, coughing, and took out a small tiger-toed shoe from her bosom.Tiger embroidery is very clumsy and foolish.

When Zhao Yu was one year old, Jian Yunsha sewed it for her. It is said that it can ward off evil and keep the child safe, and protect the healthy growth of the child.

After so many years, the tiger-toe shoes are still brightly colored, as if the years have stagnated a hundred years ago.

At that time, there seemed to be only two people in Qianhan Palace.

An innocent baby, a young woman.

A lovely apprentice, a proud master.

A daughter, a mother.

In fact, Jian Yunsha could have saved Zhao Yu.

For so many years, she has been silently looking for Zhaoyu in the world.When passing by a small town called Wucheng near Xiancheng, I heard an injured wandering Taoist complaining at the inn.

He said that he received a commission. A woman died in a small village. She was so angry that she became a ghost and killed several people in a row.

Those villagers entrusted him with getting rid of the ghosts, and the rewards were generous.

At first he opened the altar to try his best, but he didn't take the female ghost seriously, but the female ghost was busy in life, but after death she had profound mana, he was invincible, but the ghost didn't hurt him.

Later, those villagers offered a plan to use Li Gui's daughter as a bait to set up a magic circle to lure Li Gui into the trap.

He followed the advice of the villagers and put the unconscious little girl into the magic circle. The ghost was really fooled, rushed into the circle, and stood by the little girl's side.

The Taoist priest could have detonated the thunder formation, but he hesitated suddenly with the formula in his hand.He faced the ghost humming nursery rhymes, and looked at the villagers with hideous faces, but he couldn't tell who was a human and who was a ghost.

So he gave up, the villagers were dissatisfied, beat him up, drove him out of the village, and uttered nonsense, saying that someone must be hired to get rid of this evil spirit.

The Taoist priest is single and weak, so he can only inform his colleagues nearby not to take over this matter.As he spoke, he sighed, picked up the teacup on the table, and said, "Poor parents all over the world."

Pity the parents of the world.

Jian Yunsha clenched her hands tightly, walked out of the inn, looked at the endless horizon, not knowing where to look for her morning rain.

This world is so small, flying with a sword, she can fly from the coast of the East China Sea to the Buddhist land of Xixiang in a few days; My temples are frosty and white, and I can't find my daughter.

The setting sun in the sky is like blood, and the cuckoos are whining in my ears.

A few children with hanging hair ran across the street, clapping their hands and singing a hymn——

"Splendid daylilies and flowers, Luo Sheng is under the North Hall. The south wind blows his heart, who vomits for him? The loving mother leans on the door, and the wanderer travels hard."

It wasn't until Peiyu's life experience was found out that Jian Yunsha vaguely remembered that evening, and remembered the ghost that the Taoist said.

It turned out that Zhao Yu was so close to her.

But if you miss it, you miss it, and God will not give you a second chance.

Jian Yunsha knelt down on the ground, holding the tiger-toed shoes in his hands, crying bitterly, tears mixed with blood, dripping on the boat board.

"I was wrong... Zhao Yu... Master was wrong..."

She choked up, pressed her face against the small shoes, her voice was broken.

What should she do?

What else could she do?

When Zhao Yu put on the tiger-toed shoes, the little girl had just learned to speak, and her round eyes were as pure and flawless as a mountain deer.

The always proud Palace Mistress knelt down, held her little feet, and put on her shoes and socks herself.

Xiao Zhaoyu tilted her head, and suddenly called out: "Mother." The voice was soft and waxy, with a hint of milk.

Jian Yunsha said: "We must call Master."

"Mother."

"Call Master."

"Mother, mother."

Cancan daylily flowers, under Luo Shengbei Tang.

At the window of Xiaoxuan that year, the young woman frowned, embroidering tiger-toed shoes bit by bit, her slender hands covered with fine pinholes.

The south wind blows his heart, and who is spitting out for?

Thousands of lanterns in the Qianhan Palace are better than the brilliance of the sun and the moon.

The woman hugged the child and said with a smile, "Look, that's the star I picked for you."

Loving mothers lean on the door, and wanderers travel hard.

She personally put on the wedding dress for the girl, held her hand, and gave the treasure she held in her palm to another man.

"Remember to go home." She tied the red carp pendant around the girl's waist, "I'll wait for you here."

How many years have you waited, and how many years have you searched?

They are doomed.

There was blood in the corners of Jian Yunsha's eyes, tears in his heart, his body was bent, and he knelt in the dust, crying heart-rendingly in front of this little tiger-headed shoe.

What else could she do?

They are doomed.

Like the morning dew doomed to perish, trying to kiss the everlasting sun in vain.

"Mother."

"mother."

Jian Yunsha stayed where she was, and after a long time, she dared to raise her head slowly.

She saw a small child sitting on a stool, his feet dangling and unable to reach the ground.

The child Yuxue is cute, she tilted her head to look at her, raised her little feet, and wondered why she didn't put on her shoes for herself.

"Mother."

She urged childishly.