"Wake up, Jun Muzhen, don't sleep anymore."

The voice was calm and indifferent, but it had a strong penetrating power, like a cool stream spurting out from her spiritual platform, flowing straight down, filling her entire body.

Jun Muqian wanted to open her eyes, but she couldn't.

The gap opened slightly, but the vision was still blurry.

In the haze, she seemed to see a familiar black figure calling her anxiously.

Jun Muqian raised her hand to touch it and murmured unconsciously: "...Charming?"

After the name was spoken, she suddenly woke up completely and stood up suddenly.

As he stood up, he met a pair of strange-colored eyes.

The ice-blue pupil on the left is floating with a faint stream of light, as if the stars are falling and the vast expanse of light is shaking.

Calm and peaceful, without any ripples.

In my impression, there is only one person with such eyes.

Jun Muqian frowned slightly. She blinked, then blinked again, and her vision completely returned to clarity.

There was indeed a man in black in front of him, but he was wrapped up in clothes from head to toe, leaving no figure or appearance.

Only this pair of heterochromatic pupils shows the majestic elegance of its owner that cannot be ignored.

At this moment, Jun Muxian was stunned and didn't respond: "Why is it you?"

"Otherwise -" the guide held her collar with one hand, and raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, "Who do you think you are, Jun Muxian?"

After hearing these words, Jun Muqian was silent for a moment, but still didn't say anything: "I thought..."

She thought it was Mei, a close friend who she could safely trust behind her back in her previous life, and whom she had promised to live and die by.

You may only have one such friend in your life, and no one else can replace you.

But it's gone, it's really gone.

It is true that Bingxueyin was an illusion, but how could it not be her subconscious thoughts?

She had always hoped that Mei was not dead.

When she returns to the illusory world, Mei will still call her by her name as before and ask her where she has been for so many years. She must have fallen into a pit to disappear for so long.

But no.

Jun Muqian was silent and didn't speak for a long time.

Even because she was too immersed in the past, she didn't realize that she was still drifting in the depths of the Shura Sea.

Seeing this, the guide's eyes darkened a bit, and she said calmly: "You are angry, hesitant, scared, blaming yourself, and asking why you are not the one who died."

Jun Muqian raised his head and raised his eyebrows: "Can you still read minds?"

She has read countless people and can often tell what a person is thinking just by looking at a microexpression on their face.

But for so many years, there were only two people she couldn't see through.

One is Rong Qing.

One is a guide.

The guide shook his head and said calmly: "I can do the math."

"Oh——" Jun Muxian thought for a while and said suddenly, "I almost forgot, you are the master of calculation."

God rules the world.

Only the person in front of me can bear these four words.

Suddenly, Jun Muqian seemed to have thought of something, and looked the guide up and down: "I don't know what you look like yet. Are you a boy or a girl? Or neither a boy nor a girl?"

When we were in the Lingxuan world, the guide was very mysterious.

Even though she has reached the pinnacle of strength in the spiritual world and has come to the illusory universe, she has not been able to uncover the mysterious veil of the guide.

No one knows who the guide is and what his origin is.

The guide turned his head sideways and raised his lips as if intentionally or unintentionally: "Is this important?"

"It's quite important." Jun Muqian narrowed his eyes, a glimmer of light passed by, but his expression was serious, "You know, I like beautiful things. If you are beautiful, I will treat you better.

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"Jun Muqian, what do you mean -" the guide nodded, "if I look ugly, you will have a bad temper with me?"

Jun Muqian nodded, with a cowardly expression: "Yes, that's the truth."

After all, she really wanted to beat up the guide.

The guide leisurely said: "Then I will wait for Jun Muzhen to take off my disguise one day. I should be quite beautiful. Please remember to be kind to me during this period."

Jun Muxian: "..."

If she could take off her disguise as a guide, would she still need to ask?

It should still be pretty?

Learn how she is narcissistic!

Inexplicably, Jun Muqian felt that the tone of the guide's words gave her a hint of familiarity.

But this familiar and very ethereal feeling passes by and you can't even catch it.

Jun Muqian glanced at the guide coolly: "Okay, since you are too beautiful to be seen by others, we can always tell you whether you are a boy or a girl, right?"

The guide didn’t hide anything this time: “Well, I’m the same as you.”

"Female?" Jun Muqian was shocked. Her eyes fell on the upper body of the guide, but her first reaction was very direct, "You are actually a woman? Can you get married with your temper?"

Bing Bing Leng Liang was so rude to her.

That cold attitude is comparable to her beauty.

Upon hearing this, the guide showed no reaction.

She pondered for a moment, and then said after thinking about it: "It's true that I'm not married."

Jun Muqian praised sincerely: "You are really sincere."

Forget it, she still took back her previous thoughts.

She decided not to duel with the guide, she would not fight with women.

"By the way." Jun Muxian asked again, "Do you have a name?"

A glimmer of light flashed across the eyes of the guide: "I have lived for too long and I have forgotten my name, but I still remember my last name. My last name is Ying."

"Ying?" Jun Muzhen thought for a while, but could not find any force named Ying in the memory in his mind.

This surname is also very rare.

"There is a surname but no name..." Jun Muqian looked at the guide in front of him and suddenly said with great interest, "Hey, guide, how about I give you a name?"

She has already thought about it, when her beauty recovers, they will definitely have a baby.

When a baby is born, it’s time to choose a name.

It's a pity that her naming skills are not very high, and she is just practicing her skills with a guide.

"Oh?" The guide was surprised, "Can you give me a name?"

She thought for a moment and then said, "You can take it."

It seems to be a lot more convenient to have a name.

"It's agreed, you agreed." Jun Maqian's energy and energy suddenly recovered, "You are very strong, how about you call me Ying Dali?"

Without waiting for any reaction from the guide, she came up with another one: "Otherwise, Ying Lengleng is pretty good, look at you, you're just like an ice cube."

"Does the name Ying Lengleng fit your temperament very well?"

Moreover, she even uses refrains, which is very suitable for women.

The guide was silent and his forehead twitched slightly.

"Hey, let me choose a few more for you." Jun Muzhen was already completely caught up in the excitement of choosing names, "Ying Piaopiao and Ying Liangliang, aren't they also good?"

She is simply a naming genius, and only she can come up with such a cute name as Rong Gungun.

The guide finally couldn't calm down: "..."

For the first time, her calm expression appeared slightly broken.

"Jun Muqian, please don't take it." The guide stretched out his hand and pressed her mouth. His faint voice was unceremonious, "Your name is really ugly."

Jun Muxian was choked: "Hey, you..."

Can you save some face for her?!

The guide lowered his hand and said without giving face: "The name you gave me is not as good as the nameless one."

"Okay, okay, I'm more normal." Jun Muqian thought about the four names she had chosen. Afterwards, she felt a little bit unbearable, "It's not good at all to not have a name, I can't even call you."
To be continued...