Chapter 469 - The Story of the Flower (3) (1/1)

Chapter 469: The Story of the Flower (3) 

Although Xue Fanxin was a little displeased, she did not show it Instead, she walked forward and asked politely, “Excuse me, may I knohere this is?”

However, the couple still ignored Xue Fanxin Despite walking in front of her, they acted as if there was no one except the like this, the three of them would bump into each other

“Hey, you…” TheXue Fanxin angry Since they did not e by herself However, one of her arms did not move out in tiically speaking, even if her ar But there was no sensation at all What was even stranger was that her arh at will

In other words, if those two people could pass through her arm and continue forward, wouldn’t that mean she was transparent?

!!

In order to test her conjecture, Xue Fanxin ran forward and stood in front of the couple, waiting for them to bump into her Just as she had expected, they actually passed through her body and did not see her at all as if she did not exist

“What’s going on?”

Ye Jiushang had been observing the surroundings and had also seen the man and woman As he could not sense anythe two of theh her body, he instantly understood

“Xin’er, this should be so to this person’s memory, so we can only be spectators here”

“The Reale created by a person’s memories It’s not an illusion It’s just a projection of a person’s memories so that those who enter the Realm of Memory can see the story”

“See the story?”

What was going on?

“Don’t be anxious You’ll understand if you continue watching” Ye Jiushang stroked Xue Fanxin’s head to check if she was actually transparent He could touch her

This further proved that this place was a Realht be able to leave after seeing the memories here

Xue Fanxin did not think too much about it She had no idea what the Realm of Memory was Now, she could only do as he said and focus on the story

While she was staring at the couple, the scene suddenly changed In the blink of an eye, they arrived at another place It was a cliff floating in the air, with a nificent martial arts arena built on top In the middle of the martial arts arena was a stone bed, and on it lay a woman covered in blood

She was none other than the red-clothed wo who on the stone bed on her last breath Her liht red blood kept flowing out of the wounds, dyeing the surroundings red She tried her best to open her eyes in despair and unwillingness, as if she aiting for so…

“Master…”