Fantasy: I Can Randomly Refresh My Realm

The strategy of alienationZhao Yuwei tightly grasped Xiao Feng’s sleeve: ”I thought I’d never see you again. I can’t believe you actually managed to get in!”

Her tears streamed down, and she threw herself into Xiao Feng’s arms, sobbing like a helpless child.

Xiao Feng gently patted her back and softly comforted her: ”Don’t be afraid, I’m here. From now on, I will stay by your side and protect you.”

His fingers gently brushed through Zhao Yuwei’s hair, but a hint of doubt arose in his heart.

Just then, the scene suddenly shifted. In a dim room, a Red-Clothed Woman was gazing at the water mirror before her.

Reflected in the mirror was the scene of Xiao Feng and Zhao Yuwei embracing.

The Red-Clothed Woman’s lips curved into a sarcastic smile: ”Tsk tsk, how truly touching.”

She turned to look at the real Zhao Yuwei, who was confined nearby, her tone full of sarcasm: ”See? If this Dragon truly loved you, how could he possibly fail to distinguish whether the woman in his arms was you or someone else pretending?”

Zhao Yuwei bit her lip, and her eyes quickly became resolute again: ”Why are you so obsessed with alienating Xiao Feng and me? What good does it do you?”

The Red-Clothed Woman turned around elegantly, her long hair tracing a beautiful arc in the air: ”I just want you to see clearly that Dragons are not worth a woman’s trust at all.”

”Just wait and see, your lover will definitely betray you.”

Meanwhile, in the village, Xiao Feng looked at Zhao Yuwei lying beside him, his brows slightly furrowed.

Although the person before him behaved and looked exactly like Zhao Yuwei, he always felt that something wasn’t right.

Was it her eyes? Or her aura?

Xiao Feng couldn’t be sure and could only suppress this doubt deep within his heart.

Night quietly fell, and Taoyuan Village plunged into a strange silence.

The moonlight, like a thin veil, enveloped the village, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

Xiao Feng sat by the window, vigilantly observing the movements outside.

Suddenly, a dark figure flashed by, and his heart tightened abruptly.

”Who?” Xiao Feng whispered, quickly getting up and rushing out.

Suddenly, a familiar figure flashed into view.

”Sima Yan?” Xiao Feng exclaimed in surprise: ”Why are you sneaking around here?”

Sima Yan looked nervous. After glancing around, he lowered his voice: ”This place is very strange. Of course, I have to be careful when I come to find you.”

The two hid behind a large tree. Xiao Feng frowned and said: ”I also feel that Taoyuan Village is full of strangeness. Have you found anything?”

Sima Yan took out a stone from his 懷: ”This is the Magic Treasure I brought. It can distinguish between illusions and reality.”

He carefully activated the compass, looking at the needle expectantly.

Unexpectedly, the compass emitted a soft green light.

Sima Yan’s face was full of disbelief: ”How is this possible? The green light means this place is real!”

Xiao Feng’s brows were tightly furrowed: ”Things are more complicated than we imagined. You go back and rest first, we’ll discuss a plan tomorrow morning.”

Sima Yan nodded and quietly left.

Xiao Feng took a deep breath and turned to walk back to his lodging.

However, the moment he pushed open the door, he was stunned.

Zhao Yuwei was gone.

After Xiao Feng searched inside and out.

On the small path, moonlight scattered, and in the flickering shadows, he saw a familiar figure talking intimately with a strange Dragon.

Xiao Feng’s heart sank abruptly, but reason told him not to act rashly.

He quietly approached, carefully observing the scene before him.

Zhao Yuwei’s behavior and smile were no different from usual, but she was chatting and laughing with that Dragon.

”What on earth is going on?” Xiao Feng mused to himself.

Meanwhile, in that dim room, the Red-Clothed Woman’s lips curved into a sarcastic smile: ”Look, your lover is indifferent to the scene of your ’betrayal’.”

She turned to the real Zhao Yuwei, who was confined, her tone full of provocation: ”If he really cared about you, how could he see you being intimate with another Dragon and remain indifferent?”

Zhao Yuwei bit her lip tightly.

”You don’t understand Xiao Feng,” she said firmly: ”He must have his own plans. I believe him.”

The Red-Clothed Woman sneered: ”Naive. Just wait and see, Dragons will ultimately disappoint you.”

Zhao Yuwei closed her eyes and silently prayed in her heart: ”Xiao Feng, I believe you. No matter what happens, I will wait for you to save me.”

The first ray of morning sun shone through the window lattice into the room. Xiao Feng was already awake.

His gaze was as sharp as a hawk’s, and his ears twitched slightly, catching any subtle sound.

Suddenly, light footsteps came from outside the door, accompanied by the crisp sound of bowls and dishes colliding.

”Xiao Feng, I’ve prepared breakfast for you.” Zhao Yuwei pushed the door open, a gentle smile on her face.

She held a steaming bowl of porridge in her hand, its aroma filling the air.

However, Xiao Feng suddenly stood up, his long sword pointed directly at Zhao Yuwei’s throat.

His voice was cold: ”Who exactly are you?”

Zhao Yuwei was stunned for a moment.

She looked at Xiao Feng with a wronged expression: ”Xiao Feng, what’s wrong? I’m Zhao Yuwei, don’t you recognize me?”

Xiao Feng’s sword tip still pointed steadily at her.

He was struggling internally. The woman before him was exactly like Zhao Yuwei, even her voice and demeanor were identical.

But his intuition told him that all of this was not simple.

”Zhao Yuwei wouldn’t appear at this time, nor would she be so calm.”

Xiao Feng’s voice was low, with a hint of suppressed anger: ”Who are you really?”

A cold glint flashed in Zhao Yuwei’s eyes, but it was quickly hidden by tears.

She cried plaintively, her face streaked with tears: ”Xiao Feng, how can you treat me like this? I’m your Zhao Yuwei, how can you doubt me?”

Xiao Feng’s heart trembled abruptly, and the tip of his sword drooped slightly.

In this instant, a red light suddenly shone from behind Zhao Yuwei. Sima Yan appeared like a ghost, his broken blade in hand, unleashing a fierce spiritual energy that struck Zhao Yuwei’s back.

”Be careful!” Xiao Feng shouted, but it was already too late.

Zhao Yuwei was hit by the spiritual energy, her body trembled violently, and the skin on her arm began to peel off, revealing withered vines and branches underneath.

Her face gradually contorted, her eyes filled with malice.

”Wood Sprite!” Xiao Feng exclaimed, raising his long sword again, his eyes filled with killing intent.

The Wood Sprite let out a sharp scream and quickly retreated, trying to escape.

However, Xiao Feng was faster. His long sword pierced towards her heart like lightning.

Just as the sword tip was about to pierce the Wood Sprite’s body, a dazzling red light burst from the Wood Sprite, and the entire room began to shake violently.

Xiao Feng felt his vision blur, and the surrounding scene dissipated like bubbles. The originally warm house and village instantly vanished.

When Xiao Feng opened his eyes again, he found himself deep in Mogan Mountain, surrounded by bare rocks and withered trees.

”What’s going on?” Sima Yan’s voice came from behind him. He looked around vigilantly, his broken blade still tightly gripped in his hand.