Mid-Autumn Festival

At this time, Sunset Forest is outside and Void Reality Illusion Domain is inside.

Yue Guan's consciousness began to be confused because of the person who appeared in the illusion, and his reason told him that this was a fake and a despicable method of the enemy.

But the regrets and emotions hidden deep in his heart clung to his heart, dragging him into that gentle phantom!

And outside the illusion that Yue Guan could not see at all, another Fu Shiyan was sitting cross-legged in a hidden grotto.

His eyes were closed tightly, and beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.

In front of him, a phantom of Azure Creation Tree, which had shrunk several times but still had the aura flowing around, was quietly suspended.

Fu Ze sat silently behind Avatar, pressing one palm on Avatar's vest.

The majestic and vigorous ninety-five-level Soul Power is being continuously fed into Avatar in an extremely delicate and gentle way, supporting the stable operation of this Illusion Domain that is intertwined with reality and reality.

Yue Guan indulged in that false warmth for an unknown amount of time.

It may be only a few breaths, or it may be as long as a moment.

After all, he is Yue Guan. He has climbed from the bottom to his current position step by step by relying on ruthlessness, cunning, and the coldness to be able to do anything to himself. He has become the Spirit Hall elder and the ninety-fifth-level Titled Douluo Yue Guan!

After a brief period of loss of temper and greed, vigilance and rationality finally returned like a tide.

He grabbed the fingers of "sister"'s wrist and slowly let go.

Then he closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the softness and trance in his eyes had been forcibly suppressed, replaced by a cold light as sharp as a needle.

He suddenly let go of his hand and even took half a step back, looking around at an environment that was almost the same as Sunset Forest.

He forced himself not to look at that familiar figure that made his heart ache.

"The person who hides his head and shows his tail!"

His voice suddenly rose up, with the sharp anger after being fooled, and he shouted sternly:

"Despicable villain!"

"Are you just going to do these dirty tricks that don't work well?!"

He waved his arm, and the bright golden Soul Power condensed in his palm.

"Get out of here!!!"

Amidst the roar, he took action boldly!

"Sixth Spirit Skill·Golden Stamen Overflowing Rosy Clouds!"

Countless golden chrysanthemum petals, with sharp and sharp edges like knives, shot out in all directions along with the majestic Soul Power!

Golden light swept across, tearing apart the mist, making a dense hissing sound.

The surrounding environment was shattered by his attack, but I don't know whether it was intentional or a coincidence driven by instinct.

The golden petals that shot up all over the sky, enough to cut fine iron into powder, whirled and whirled, but they perfectly avoided being within a few feet of the figure.

Not even a petal, not even a wisp of Soul Power aftermath has been touched.

Yue Guan himself may not have noticed this subtle deviation immediately.

He was just venting, using violent attacks to drive away the weakness and wavering in his heart that made him uneasy.

"Come out!"

"Get out!!"

He shouted repeatedly, Spirit Skill.

"Fifth Spirit Skill·Gathering of Cold Blossoms!"

"Fourth Spirit Skill·Self-Appreciation of a Lone Fragrance!"

Golden light danced wildly, cold air overflowed, and attacks turned the illusion upside down.

After a while, maybe he was tired.

Perhaps it was this futile attack that failed to truly shake the foundation of the illusion.

Yue Guan finally stopped, his chest rose and fell slightly, and his breathing quickened.

After this unreserved venting, his turbulent emotions were finally forced back under his cold reason.

He raised his hand and casually pushed his slightly messy blond hair behind his shoulders.

The usual flirtatious and cynical expression appeared on his face again.

He glanced at his "sister" who was still standing not far away, looking at him tenderly. His Adam's apple rolled unnoticeably, then he turned to the empty space and said loudly in that unique and slightly mocking tone:

"Your Excellency..."

"What's the purpose?"

"Why go to all this trouble to tease me?"

"To use such despicable methods to peek into people's privacy and play with people's hearts..."

"Don't you think... it's beneath your status?"

However, the gentle orange-haired woman in front of him seemed completely unaware of his sharp questioning and previous violent attack.

She still stood there quietly, her eyes passing through the gradually calming golden light dust and falling gently on Yue Guan's face.

Then, she spoke softly, her voice as soft as before. "It's Mid-Autumn Festival again today."

She paused and continued with a warm smile in her eyes, "Don't forget to eat moon cakes."

After saying that, she smiled tenderly at Yue Guan.

That smile completely overlaps with the ghost images of countless Mid-Autumn Festival nights in my memory.

"Boom--!!!"

These words, this smile!

Like a key, it unlocks the hidden memories in the deepest part of Yue Guan's soul without any hindrance!

"Mid... Autumn... Festival..."

The lightness and coldness on Yue Guan's face instantly shattered!

The pupils suddenly dilate, contract, and then dilate again.

His body shook violently as if struck by lightning.

All the strong composure and all the pretended coldness fell apart at this moment!

That memory was so far away that it seemed like a lifetime ago, but Mid-Autumn Festival would gnaw at his heart on time every year...

The memory that buried the only warmth and utter despair in his life...

Uncontrollably, the embankment burst! Countless memories flooded into my mind.

The first person to appear was the young Yue Guan, wearing clean and patched old clothes, holding up a mooncake wrapped in oil paper, as if offering a treasure, and rushed towards the orange-haired girl who was lowering her head to sort out the broken flowers on the stall.

"Sister! Sister!" he shouted happily.

"Look! Aunt Wang gave it to me! She said Mid-Autumn Festival was given to us today!"

The girl raised her head, her face was gentle, and her eyebrows were the same as the figure that appeared in the fantasy.

She took the mooncake, carefully broke it open, and stuffed most of it back into Yue Guan's hand, leaving only a small corner for herself.

"Guan Guan Eat." She smiled softly and touched his head, "Sister, I'm not hungry."

"Sister is the most powerful!" Little Yue Guan munched on the moon cake and muttered vaguely:

"Wait for me Martial Soul Awakening, I will definitely be very good! Make a lot of money, let my sister eat moon cakes every day!"

The girl just smiled and said softly with soft eyes, "Okay, sister, wait."

Later, the scene Yue Guan recalled came to him after he awakened Martial Soul.

At that time, he rushed into the house excitedly, waving a simple certificate in his hand.

"Sister! Sister! I am Martial Soul Awakening!"

He shouted with excitement, his cheeks turned red.

"It's a flower! A very beautiful flower! Lord Soul Master from the college said it's a very good Martial Soul!"

The girl who was mending clothes under the dim oil lamp raised her head in surprise and didn't even notice that the needle pricked her hand.

"Really?!"

She put down her needlework, hurried over, and hugged her brother tightly.

"That's great...Guan Guan, that's great..."

Her voice was choked with sobs, which was filled with joy and sadness at the relief of a heavy burden.

"I knew... I knew that my Guan Guan would definitely be successful..."