Yan Qingrui left from the east and headed north.

That Forgetful River is where she suffered a great loss.

However, Yan Qingrui is not a person who avoids difficulties. She can use the scientific knowledge she knows to explain the reason why spontaneous combustion will occur on the cold fire bridge. However, she has never heard that phosphorus fire is cold.

Is there another mineral in this Shadowless Valley that is similar to phosphorus fire, which produces cold fire?

There are never a shortage of magical things in the world, but many have not been seen yet. Therefore, Yan Qingrui does not find it very strange about the effects of life and death like Linyuan Golden Swordfish, flesh and white bones, and the spontaneous combustion and cold fire bridge deck.

She was just curious.

The Shadow Valley is named after the valley. Outside the Shadow Valley, it only thinks it is a valley. Yan Qingrui understands that it is not so much an isolated valley as it is another world, a real paradise.

But it is not a closed paradise. They have suffered from the pain of restriction for hundreds of years and have no way to enjoy the joy of family. It is even difficult for women to survive in the valley.

Some of them also leave the valley, and in just one year, they are no different from ordinary people.

They will open Shadowless Valley, and people outside come in and stay for two or three days, and nothing unusual.

Old Man Tianji said that there was a stone chamber in the rock opposite. Breaking the stone chamber was the key to lifting the ban. She felt that it was a bit untrue.

But these have nothing to do with her. She is not a hero, she is just a little girl who lives the way she wants.

No one can think of using morality to kidnap her.

Yan Qingrui sat on the ground on the grass by the river, watching the Forgetful River flowing leisurely eastward, no golden swordfish on the river surface. In this direction, the Lenghuo Bridge is far away, but the river breeze is gently blowing, which is very comfortable.

A voice said, "What are you doing here?"

Yan Qingrui said without looking back: "What's your business?"

The voice laughed and said, "Oh, I'm quite angry. Did that old man Tianji offend you?"

It would be fine if you didn't say this. When Yan Qingrui was furious, a silver light flashed between her sleeves, and her head was not turned back, and she had already wiped the man's neck.

The man screamed strangely, fell backwards, hugged his head, and said in a strange voice: "You will kill someone if you disagree. You are too violent. Even if you can get married, you have to learn to be gentler. You must have the same women's three obediences and four virtues, right?"

Looking at the figure of the white monk's robe, holding a shiny head, Yan Qingrui didn't answer, and moved her feet, and the silver moon dagger in her hand was shining, not far from the bald head.

Xu Yun shouted loudly and fled in a panic, saying as he fled, "Auntie, why are you crazy? A monk is a monk, you even have to kill monks. It's so evil. It's so evil. At a young age, it's a big taboo!"

Yan Qingrui shouted: "Don't be you big-headed ghost!" Swipe, and the dagger was as if it was growing on his hand, and he slashed at Xu Yun's bald head again.

Xu Yun rolled and fled in a hurry, suddenly he turned around and rushed to the side, waved at Yan Qingrui: "Auntie, can't I admit defeat? I'm exhausted. Huhuhu... If you want to kill the monk, you have to give up a reason, right?"
Chapter completed!