Liu Meiruo thought for a moment and felt that everyone had gone. If she didn't watch the show at her age, it might arouse suspicion from others. So she got up from bed, put on her clothes, and was dragged out by the girl. The obese body trembled uncontrollably with every step, like surging waves.

The information about the girl in front of me appeared in my memory. Her name is Qin Yunxia and she is one of my maids. Two people ran out of Zhuangzi and followed the riverbank towards the west.

Many people have already gathered by the riverbank, and Liu Meiruo, pulled by Qin Yunxia, is pushing hard inside, listening to some martial artists loudly discussing:

Is there really a demon path

Of course, I saw it with my own eyes. The demon path was discovered by the adults of the Wuzong Hall and traced all the way from there to here. The demon path was able to emit fist sized fireballs out of thin air, but in the end, it was killed by the adults of the Wuzong Hall and the body was taken away by them. Look

Speaking of which, the young man who was spitting profusely reached out and pointed to a burnt spot on a tree trunk, saying, "This is where the fireball hit, and the tree trunk was burnt. The methods of that demon path are really terrifying

The faces around showed fear and disgust, and they dispersed in a noisy manner. Qin Yunxia also held Liu Meiruo's hand and said:

Princess, let's go back too

Liu Meiruo looked at the clear river and felt a sense of relief in her emotions. She thought of quietly sorting out her memories here and whispered

Yunxia, you go back first, I'll take a walk here

Qin Yunxia shook her head and said, "Princess, it's not possible. I have to follow you

I want to be alone and quiet! "Liu Meiruo's face darkened." If you don't want to go back, just wait here and don't follow me

In Qin Yunxia's memory, she had never seen Qin Shuang's face darken, always looking silly. Now suddenly seeing Qin Shuang's face darken, he couldn't help but nod his head and say:

Okay

Release Liu Meiruo's hand and stand obediently under a big tree. Looking at Qin Yunxia's pitiful appearance, Liu Meiruo let out a soft sigh and slowly turned around aimlessly, searching for Qin Shuang's memories in her consciousness.

This is a world of gender equality, known as the glorious era. Nowadays, the controller of the Bright Moon Kingdom is the Queen of the String Moon, the mother of Qinshuang.

This is a world where both civil and martial arts have emerged, known as the Warrior Continent.

Literati have a temple in their hearts, known as Confucianism, and they govern the world.

Warriors have a temple in their hearts, known as Wuzong. They are expanding their territory and defending their homeland.

However, the balance still tilts towards warriors, as the lifespan of literati is already very rare at the age of one hundred. But warriors can continuously improve and extend their lifespan based on their strength. Moreover, it is said that some martial arts masters are capable of cutting mountains and rivers, and their abilities have exceeded the scope of human understanding. So literati always bow their heads in front of martial artists, which creates a dominant position for martial artists and promotes martial arts throughout the continent.

Qin Shuang has no memory of the demon path. It seems that Qin Yunxia is right. Yaodao has never appeared in Tianqin Town, and thirteen year old Qin Shuang naturally has no memory. And in Liu Meiruo's memory, there are only some legends about the demon path. Her past life was a solitary person without any background, so she had little understanding of these legendary things.

Combining civil and martial arts, gender equality, this is an exciting world.

The world is peaceful, with flowers blooming like brocade, this is the best era.

Liu Meiruo's eyes, which had been lost due to her possession of the qin pair after death, gradually became clear and filled with excited flames. This is still the continent where she lived in her past life!

Warrior Continent!

She hasn't left this world, just

This time is not right, she arrived fifteen years later. That means it has been fifteen years since she was killed by the merit monument explosion. At first, this incident caused a sensation throughout the martial arts continent, and even now there are still people discussing it over tea and dinner. Even thirteen year old Qinshuang has heard of that story.

It is said that after the explosion, warriors from all sides came to investigate, but they never found the merit monument again. However, a young child was found in the mountain and was taken in by the Martial Arts Hall.

Liu Meiruo's gaze suddenly narrowed as she remembered the ending of that demonic path, and a hint of vigilance rose in her heart. It seems that the world has become dangerous, extremely dangerous. Thinking of her possessed identity, Liu Meiruo couldn't help but tremble slightly. I absolutely cannot let anyone know my secret. From today on, I must remember:

My name is Qinshuang!

I stopped in my tracks, looked around, and found myself unconsciously walking into a forest. As far as my eyes could see, I saw a strand of cloth hanging on a bush. I was about to look away, but I realized that there seemed to be something in the bush. Walking forward, I carefully pried open the bushes and saw a bag inside. I took the bag in my hand and gently opened it. Inside, I found a thin booklet, a book, a notebook, a few pieces of silver, and miscellaneous items.

I took out that thin booklet, but it was not ordinary paper, but made of sheepskin. There are two words written on the homepage:

The Taoist technique.

Suddenly, Qin Shuang's face broke into a cold sweat, and she immediately remembered the words' Yaodao '. Hurriedly stuffed the sheepskin book into the bag, threw the bag back into the bushes, and ran towards the outside of the forest.

After running out for more than ten steps, she stopped again and turned to look at the bag in the bushes not far behind, her heart pounding. She remembered the magic of the demonic path that could release fireballs that the young man had told her in the morning, and remembered that this body could not be cultivated. As a martial god in her past life, she could not lose her power in this life. Her eyes gradually revealed a glimmer of hope.

For more than ten breaths, Qinshuang's eyes showed a resolute expression, and she looked around cautiously and nervously. Seeing that there was no one around, she walked step by step towards the bushes and reached for the bag again