The girl saw a stranger in Chen Jing's eyes, her eyes were filled with panic, she shook her head and couldn't speak, tears flowed silently. Chen Jing looked at her expression, the words that came to his mouth went back again.

  "Brother, have you forgotten about Yu Yu? Don't you want Yu Yu anymore?" The girl said tearfully. Chen Jing didn't know if she was truly heartbroken or just acting, so he immediately replied: "No, I'm not your brother."

  The self-proclaimed Yu Yu girl lowered her head and wiped away tears, sobbing: "It must be the third young master of the Li family who hurt my brother's head. He must have cast some kind of spell on my brother to make him forget about me."

  Chen Jing touched his temple, the wound was still there, without any change. He thought to himself: "Could it be that she really has a brother who looks exactly like me, even the injuries are the same?" Although he had such thoughts, he still believed that Qin Guangcheng was too mysterious, perhaps this was just an illusion, and he couldn't see through it.

  He stood up, holding his sword and was about to leave. He smiled at the girl named Youyou and said: "I'm really not your brother, I come from the human world." After finishing speaking, he pushed open the door and walked out.

  The sun shines brightly, the sky is blue with white clouds, and a gentle breeze blows.

  He felt more and more that he had fallen into an illusion, because he clearly remembered that when he entered the city, the sky was gloomy, where did the sunshine come from, and this was the underworld, where there could be no sunshine.

  "Brother..."

  The girl chased him out, but seemed too afraid to get close.

  "I am not your brother."

  "You are." The girl said loudly with a serious and determined tone.

  Chen Jing said again: "I come from the human world, I am not your brother." He turned around and left, he wanted to find a way to break through this illusion.

  "You're my brother, you and I grew up together since childhood, saying that you don't belong to this world, saying that this is the underworld, saying that you come from the human world. In the entire Qin Guang City, no one says such things, only my brother would say something like that." The girl chased out a few steps, speaking loudly and hastily.

  Chen Jing suddenly turned his head, furrowed his brow and asked: "Do you know this is Qin Guang City? Do you know this is the underworld?"

  "Brother, don't make trouble, okay? We grew up in Qin Guang City since we were young, and this is not the underworld, but the human world." The girl came to Chen Jing's side, looked up at him with those somewhat weak eyes and said.

  Chen Jing was shocked: "This is the world of humans, what kind of place is this?" He had a confused feeling in his heart.

  "Province, what province, this is Qin Guang City, the second city of the top ten cities in the world. The largest one is Yan Luo City, which is 30,000 miles away. Brother, you've been saying that you want to take me there to play." The girl said as she approached Chen Jing, but stopped in front of him.

  Chen Jing's face suddenly turned gloomy, staring tightly at the girl's eyes, but he only saw her trying to hold back her longing and worry. She didn't dodge, if Chen Jing hadn't had a clear picture of what happened after he was seven years old, he would have thought he was this girl's older brother.

  "Haha......" Chen Jing suddenly burst out laughing and said: "You almost really fooled me, even though you spoke nonsense, I still saw through the flaws. Do you know what it is?"

  The girl shook her head, and on her face, which had not yet dried from crying, more tears fell.

  Chen Jing's body overflowed with killing intent, his eyes icy cold, and he suddenly let out a low, stern shout: "Destroy!"

  The sword in his hand was drawn out, the sword light flashed by, reflecting his forehead with half a broken skull. The cold sword light swept across the girl's eyes, and the girl didn't move at all.

  "Clang......" The sword has been sheathed, a strand of the girl's black hair fluttered up in the wind.

  Chen Jing sighed inwardly, he simply couldn't bring himself to do it. So he turned around and left, the girl chased after him and grabbed his sleeve, saying quickly: "Brother, don't go, don't abandon me..." Chen Jing looked up at the sky, looking around at the environment that was no different from the mortal world, without turning his head, said: "I'm not your brother, this is the underworld, you're just a dead soul, I come from the mortal world."

  He finished speaking and was about to leave, when the young girl suddenly came to her senses and said: "I know, brother, I know. It must be Li San Gongzi who cast a spell on you. He has the skill of dream induction, which can make people fall into dreams without realizing it, forgetting everything in the past, but taking things in the dream as real."

  Chen Jing turned around and looked at her tense eyes, and couldn't help but think: "Could it be that I'm really a person from this place, and I've really been afflicted with some kind of dream curse."

  "Brother, I have a way to break the nightmare spell. Wait here for me, don't leave." She said as she backed away, afraid that if she turned around, Chen Jing would disappear into thin air. After retreating several steps, she turned and ran towards the house like a plain gray-white butterfly.

  Chen Jing had already risen into the air in the instant she turned around, and with a few swift steps, he arrived at the top of a large tree far away. From afar, he watched as the girl ran out of the house, but suddenly froze, then slowly crouched down on the ground, holding a green bamboo flute in her hand. The wind blew up her hair, carrying her suppressed sobs into Chen Jing's ears.

  Chen Jing stood on top of a large tree, behind the wooden house that belonged to the girl. He could imagine that at this moment, the face of the girl named Youyou must be silently streaming with tears.

  He naturally saw the green flute in her hand, and still remembered that when he first saw it, there were two lines of characters clearly engraved on it: "Borrow a clear sound from heaven and earth, grant you eternal joy."

  What he found most unbelievable was that the name behind him was actually his own. He looked at the surrounding mountains, at a wooden house below the mountain, at a small river in the distance, at the blue sky, and at all of this, softly reciting: "This is the underworld, it's all an illusion, it's fake, I come from the human world, my name is Chen Jing, I am the River God of Xiu Chun Wan."

  It seems that with this thought, the heart which had been shrouded in a layer of dust suddenly clears up again.

  Before he could leave, a group of people walked over from afar. The first person was very young, with one blind eye, and although originally handsome, now looked somewhat ferocious. He wore tight black clothing, with a black ring pendant hanging at his waist. His expression carried a hint of a smile, with two people following closely behind him, one on the left and one on the right.

  He walked towards the girl who was squatting on the ground, with a smile that made Chen Jing uncomfortable. Despite this, Chen Jing turned back and jumped into the air. The young man in black seemed to sense something and looked in the direction where Chen Jing was standing.

  The branches sway, empty and hollow.

  Chen Jingyin floated in the air, flying towards a distant place, and once again warned himself that all of this was an illusion, that the woman named Youyou was an illusion, just like the mountains and trees, none of them were real living things.

  However, when a helpless cry reached his ears, he turned back.

  "Brother... save me..."

  "Haha, today I've come not only for you, but also to take your brother's dog life." The one-eyed young man laughed loudly and pounced on the girl.

  At this moment, he felt a cold killing intent pouring down. He suddenly raised his head, and a white light burst through the air. His hand drew back at his waist, and what was originally empty space at his waist now held a knife, its body dark and mysterious.

  Just as the knife was raised, the white light suddenly disappeared, and he was greatly shocked. Before he could react, his throat felt a sharp pain, fear in his heart, but his eyes saw a black-haired person standing on the distant treetop. Immediately after, his eyes heard two muffled hums, followed by falling into boundless darkness.

  Chen Jing looked at the black blood spurting out from the bald neck of the well, and secretly let out a sigh of relief in his heart, because finally there was something that could prove he wasn't a person of this world.

  However, when he looked at the dark knife on the ground, his heart skipped a beat again. The knife was too familiar, almost identical to the one that had nearly beheaded Chen Jing. The sleek and smooth black blade was what struck him most deeply, especially the crimson streak on the blade's edge, which wasn't blood but seemed like it.

  "Brother... brother, don't go, okay?" The girl got up from the ground, her two hands tightly grasping the green flute, staring blankly at Chen Jing standing still on top of the tree, with tears still hanging on her face.

  "I am not your brother." Chen Jing stood on the top of a big tree, saying decisively. As soon as he finished speaking, the girl's mouth pouted again, and she was about to cry.

  Chen Jing let out a quiet sigh, took one step forward, and suddenly appeared in front of the girl like a floating leaf. He said, "Take a good look." His wrist moved, and the sword flashed with light as it sliced across his own wrist. The girl couldn't help but cry out in shock, but Chen Jing was even more shocked, because the blood flowing from his hand was also black, and before it had even fallen to the ground, it turned into a wisp of black smoke that dispersed.

  "This, how is this possible." Chen Jing's heart was filled with incredulity, and he struck out again with his sword, still black blood flowing. Immediately after, he stabbed another spot on his body, and black blood spurted out.

  "Brother... brother..." The girl rushed over and grabbed his hand, only then did Chen Jing stop.

  Chen Jing took a deep breath, feeling the chill from the girl's fingers, and wondered if he was scared or if it was just his physical nature. Just as the sword sliced through his wrist and black blood flowed out, Chen Jing became confused again. He thought to himself: "Could it be that I'm really a person from this place, and everything was just an illusion caused by the Dream Demon Technique? Is that really true?"

  Looking up at the sky, as if to see through it, to see beyond the heavens and earth, to see that gloomy world, and also as if searching for the Wu Mountain goddess standing on the city wall of Qin Guang.

  After a long while, he finally turned his head around and looked carefully at the familiar girl who was calling him brother and had been crying ever since he woke up.

  Two black braids, a straight fringe, all as fresh as green bamboo after rain.

  "Can you tell me what happened before I woke up?" Chen Jing looked at her and said after a long time.

  For Chen Jing, this was a confusing start. Or it could be said that another magnificent life unfolded before his eyes. Unlike several years ago when he was trapped in the butterfly demon's illusion after being possessed by the soul demon, at that time he had transformed into a butterfly and everything was already forgotten, all memories started from the transformation into a butterfly. But this time he had all the memories, yet still confused, originally certain that he came from the human world, brought here by the city demon, now not so sure anymore.

  Yu Yu told Chen Jing about his life from childhood to adulthood, as for magic and swordsmanship, it was a very normal thing, according to her, people in this world would suddenly know some cultivation methods and magic in their dreams.

  The wound on his head was actually inflicted by the one-eyed young man's knife, and his eyes were stabbed blind by Chen Jing. This made Chen Jing think of the scene when he first came to this Yin realm, surrounded by tens of thousands of black armored cavalrymen.