387: C387 A Dream

C387 A Dream

Qin Feng looked at the female disciple in his arms and slowly opened her eyes. A faint smile appeared on her face.1

"You, you are Sect Chief Qin."

The female disciple spoke in a weak voice. She looked at Qin Feng with a blank expression.

Qin Feng nodded with a smile. When he saw the girl slowly waking up, the big stone in his heart finally fell.

"I, why am I here? I wasn't attacked by that huge snake..."

As the female disciple spoke, she caught a glimpse of the huge snake in the corner of her eyes. Her eyes lit up, and she immediately woke up from the shock. Her face also became flustered.

"Don't worry, that huge snake is dead."

Qin Feng said hastily.

When the female disciple heard this, she secretly glanced at the giant snake. After seeing the big hole in its eyes, she finally let out a sigh of relief.

At this time, she seemed to have felt something again. She looked at her left arm and found that her entire left arm had disappeared. There was only a white gauze wrapped in red blood.

The female disciple's eyes immediately dimmed.

"If it's an arm, I will ask the Sect Master of the Fairy Crane Sect to help you forge an artificial arm."

Qin Feng said. In this female disciple's current situation, this was the only solution he could come up with.

However, the female disciple still didn't look any better. She used her remaining right arm to touch the empty sleeve on her left.

"My cultivation base and decades of hard work are all gone."

This time, Qin Feng was silent. He didn't know what else he could say or how to answer.

From an ordinary person to a Fifth-grade Stage warrior, perhaps this had already consumed all of this girl's youth. Perhaps from the day she became sensible, she gave up the childhood and joy that ordinary people had. Stepping onto the road of martial arts, she painstakingly cultivated for several decades. It was not easy for her to obtain her current cultivation base, but now... All of this was like a dream, and nothing was left. There was nothing left.

"It's fine, I'm still alive and my cultivation is gone. At worst, I'll just cultivate in the future. Compared to others, I'm already lucky enough."

At this moment, the female disciple spoke again. After saying that, she raised her head and looked at Qin Feng, revealing a smile to him. However, her eyes were still slightly red, and tears were flowing down her cheeks.

Qin Feng looked at the female disciple, and a smile appeared on his face. However, his eyes couldn't help but turn red...

...

"Cough cough..."

In the tomb of the tomb master, following a few coughs, Ye Ziheng slowly opened his eyes and woke up.

Looking at the familiar ceiling above his head, a trace of suspicion appeared on Ye Ziheng's face. He remembered that he seemed to have been grabbed by a mass of black fog. That black fog was pinching his neck, wanting to kill him. Why did it suddenly disappear now? Could it be that this was just a dream?

Ye Ziheng pondered for a moment. Suddenly, he felt a wave of discomfort from the Neck. He coughed a few times and touched his Neck. He was surprised to find that there was an obvious wound on his Neck!

What happened just now was indeed not a dream! When he thought of this, Ye Ziheng suddenly jumped up from the ground. He looked around vigilantly, afraid that the black fog would suddenly attack him.

But the strange thing was that Ye Ziheng had been on alert for a long time, but he did not see anything different. It was as if what just happened was really just a dream.

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