1914: A Sense of Familiarity III

A Sense of Familiarity III

Spirit Beast Mountain.0

The sky gradually darkened as coldness shrouded the entire mountain.

Feng Ruqing stopped in her tracks, gazing at her surroundings. 

"This is the place that the Nan family has asked us to guard."

The wolf opened its mouth.

For some reason, it always felt that the spiritual energy here was too strong, so strong that it was a little frightening.

Suddenly, Feng Ruqing saw a palace not far away.

This palace looked a bit old, dusty, and even covered in deep layers of cobwebs.

Her breathing grew heavy, an inexplicable sense of familiarity enveloped her heart, so she could not help but take a few steps back.

"Qing'er..."

Tianya's expression changed slightly. He wanted to grab Feng Ruqing, but she had walked ahead.

Nan Xian followed behind Feng Ruqing, glanced at the palace, and frowned.

'Why is the palace here?'

Suyi and Tianya followed behind him. However, they had just taken a few steps when a barrier presented itself, pushing them backward.

Tianya was shocked. "What's going on?"

The others were also shocked and looked at the two walking toward the palace in dismay.

Suyi went up in a panic. She had just touched the barrier when she was pushed backward. She could only watch as Feng Ruqing walked up to the palace as her hand gently landed on the gate of the palace.

Nan Xian stopped in his tracks, turned back, and looked at the crowd behind him.

"You don't need to follow us. I will protect Qing'er.

"Because… This is her home."

After he said that, he slowly turned around and followed Feng Ruqing, gradually disappearing from everyone's sight.

Tianya and others could not understand what Nan Xian meant, but they could not get close to them. They could only helplessly watch the two leave and stand outside the barrier.

***

Inside the palace.

The decoration was simple and elegant.

The walls of the palace were painted with countless spirit beasts.

Feng Ruqing touched every part of the wall, her eyes filled with a sense of nostalgia.

"I always feel that this place is so familiar..."

Yes, very familiar.

So familiar to the point that there was a feeling that she had lived here for many years.

Nan Xian remained cautious.

Nan Fang must have known that they were heading to this place, and if this place were important to the Nan family, Nan Fang's men would have come and stopped them.

But...

From the beginning to the end, Nan Fang did not appear.

So, he had a hunch that this was all planned by the Nan family.

Perhaps this place, which was no longer the home it once was, hid countless dangers.

"Fu Chen..." Feng Ruqing lowered her gaze and asked, "Have you noticed that there is some resemblance between this place and the Ninth Emperor's palace?"

The Ninth Emperor's palace was also painted with countless images of spirit beasts...

Fu Chen was silent for a moment. "I'm not sure… When we met the Ninth Emperor, Qing Han and I were still in spirit herbs form. There were many things we did not understand. I guess only Big Black knows about it. He was with the Ninth Emperor for a long time."

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