Including now, she just felt weak all over and did not feel seriously injured, and she could not condense her force to see if her force had reached the golden realm.    ?

But if the breakthrough failed, she did not feel that her cultivation had lost half. Could it be that this breakthrough came too suddenly, she was not prepared, and her body was too weak, so even if the breakthrough was successful, she could not feel it?

"It's good if it's successful, it's good if it's successful." Xiao Lan'er was very scared because Ye Xiyue's face looked ugly, as if she had coated a layer of flour.

Xiao Lan'er helped Ye Xiyue walk towards the sword hall step by step, "Xiyue, there are only two of us left here. If you persist, we will be able to get to the exit soon."

Five minutes is enough for them to go out.

Before leaving, Ye Xiyue subconsciously glanced at the blood she vomited on the ground and disappeared.

She frowned, maybe it was the wind dry, but where did the wind come from in the sword room? Or maybe it was penetrated into the ground and absorbed. She didn't think much about it and followed Xiao Lan'er away.

Just after she left, the black flames on the ground suddenly flashed, and a ball of dark light slowly gathered...

When she arrived in the sword hall, Ye Xiyue shook her head. She gritted her teeth, feeling that the strength in her body seemed to have been pulled away. She wanted to faint, but the current situation told her that she couldn't have any trouble.

"Lan'er, wait." Ye Xiyue saw the burning furnace from the corner of her eyes. The blood-red flames were burning openly. The raging fire was almost imagined that in the past, there was a group of people who kept making swords beside this sword-casting furnace...

The sweaty hard work, the ecstasy that made the sword.

Scenes after scene, like passing clouds and smoke, dissipated in my mind in just a moment.

Her hands subconsciously touched the tall and giant sword-casting furnace.

"Xiyue, be careful of burns."

Ye Xiyue shook her head, stretched out her hand, and landed on the sword-casting stove. What's strange is that she was not scalded, but felt a warm current. For some reason, she suddenly wanted to cry.

Before I knew it, tears flowed down, stroking the sword-casting stove, like stroking an old man who had been seriously injured, closing his eyes slightly, and scenes flashed through his mind.

A girl in white came with a sword, and devoted all her strength to recast the ruined sword-casting furnace intact.

The sword-casting furnace suddenly shrank and turned into a toy-like model, landing on the fingertips of the weak girl in white, allowing the girl to play with...

She said: I'm leaving, see you next day.

Those scenes hit Ye Xiyue's heart. She suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the burning sword-casting furnace in front of her, "Do we... know each other?"

Why is this feeling very familiar? It’s like meeting a friend who has been reunited after a long time.

At first, when she came in here, she had observed the sword-casting furnace. At that time, it was like a dead object, standing quietly in the sword hall. Now it was burning for no reason. She felt that it had vitality and came alive, but she was about to leave...

This unbeatable feeling made her feel confused.

Before she could enjoy the joy of reunion after a long separation, she had to separate here. Whether it was grace or affection, she felt extremely uncomfortable.

Why did she feel this way?

Who is the girl in white who suddenly felt like a dream?
Chapter completed!