Chapter 2

Danfeng and Guangsha took off on cranes one after another.

Yushuang asked Feixing to ride on a crane with her.

Feixing, with dishevelled hair, looked at the well-behaved crane, with a childlike curiosity in his eyes.

The crane spread its wings and flew away, Feixing snorted in surprise and almost fell off.

Yushuang looked back at him, a hint of hesitation flashed in her indifferent eyes, and after a moment she said:

“You can hold me.”

Feixing, who felt a little insecure, reached out and wrapped his arms around her slender waist.

“Hmm--!”

This time it was Yushuang’s turn to snort in surprise, her brows slightly frowned, her red lips slightly parted, and she turned back to scold, but she saw Feixing clenching his teeth nervously, closing his eyes tightly, looking funny, like a child, so she didn’t say anything.

The three cranes flew towards Penglai Island and soared into the clouds.

The waves of the sea shook and the waves floated, and the birds flew and swayed in the wind.

The sun was setting in the west and the moon was rising, the sky was gradually sinking and the stars were bright.

Where can I go to be free in this world? The immortal pointed the way to Penglai Island.

After a long time on the back of the crane, Feixing gradually opened his eyes, feeling the clouds passing by his ears and the evening breeze passing through his neck.

This scene was deeply imprinted in his eyes, adding a touch of freedom to his pure heart.

Although the Penglai Island looked not far away, he had not seen it closer for a long time on the crane.

It was not until night fell that they flew over the Penglai Island.

From afar, the flowers, plants and trees on the island were lush and poetic, the peaks and cliffs were majestic and picturesque, the clouds and mists were lingering, the light was overflowing, and occasionally swords like wandering stars, birds and beasts were crying, and there seemed to be dragons swimming and phoenixes flying, and unicorns were galloping.

A glance from afar was fascinating.

After the Penglai Island, it was the place where the immortals lived in the secular world.

It was called immortals, but in fact it was the place where the immortals lived. The real immortals had already ascended and were no longer in this world.

After the death of Demon Lord Wuyou, in order to isolate immortals from mortals, the righteous immortals agreed to live in seclusion on the countless islands in the Xiaoyao Sea to restore peace to the world.

After a long time, the crane finally landed on an island.

Feixing looked at the starry sky, not knowing what time it was.

Danfeng and Guangsha did not stop. They said goodbye to Yushuang and continued to fly away on the crane.

“This place is in the territory of my “Lingsu Sword Sect”, and this island is where I live in seclusion.”

Lingxu took Feixing to the island.

“There are restrictions all around the island, and I live alone on weekdays.”

Soon, a hut appeared in front of Feixing.

The hut is located on the river bank below the waterfall, with its back against the cliff, secluded and peaceful.

Yushuang led him into the house, and several pearl lamps lit up.

In the simple and clean house, a jade bed was placed alone against the wall.

Yushuang raised her hand and waved, and a pure white silk quilt and mattress appeared and fell on the ground on the other side away from the jade bed.

“You rest here for one night, and tomorrow I will take you to the sect to report to the headmaster.”

Feixing walked over obediently and sat on the mattress, wondering what he was thinking.

The moon was bright and the stars were silent.

Yushuang lay flat on the jade bed, her breathing was inaudible, and she didn’t know if she was asleep.

Feixing sat on the quilt, not looking sleepy at all.

He was thinking all the time.

Since we can communicate in the same language, if I have lost my memory, even if I don’t remember anything about myself, why can’t I remember everything in this world?

Falling on the stars...

Feixing looked up at the sky and could only see the dark beams.

Penglai, Lingsu Sword Sect ... what are these?

I couldn’t remember them no matter how hard I tried.

Feixing held his forehead and sighed.

He brushed his nose with his hand, and a light and elegant fragrance floated into his nose.

This is...

He was slightly surprised and realized that it was the smell from Yushuang Zhenren.

Before he After hugging Yu Shuang for a long time, his hands were naturally stained with some scent.

This fragrance was like a switch of something, and there was an inexplicable throbbing in his heart.

Then——

Hmm?

Fei Xing lowered his head.

Just now, did something flash in his chest?