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The pain from the large and small wounds meant nothing to Su Qingyue. However, the body of the original owner was too weak, so it was quite tiring to treat it.

"Green Bamboo, bring me something I can see!"

Su Qingyue looked at her tattered clothes with a disdainful expression on her face …

"Miss, here."

The green bamboo respectfully handed over a washed white skirt.

Su Qingyue glanced at it and quickly put it on without rejecting it.

"Alright, you should be tired from the night's torture, right? Go rest!"

After Su Qingyue finished speaking, she immediately fell asleep.

Qing Zhu looked at his young miss with a helpless expression. After covering her with a blanket, he carefully walked out of the room.

"Master!"

A soft voice was suddenly heard. Su Qingyue immediately bounced up from the bed …

"Who are you?"

Ye Zichen looked around cautiously, but there was nothing there.

"Master, I'm Xiao Yun. Have you forgotten?"

Little Yun? Who was it? Was it very familiar?

Suddenly, a wave of dizziness struck him. When he opened his eyes, what entered his vision was an outrageously beautiful place.

The sun shone brightly, a hundred flowers bloomed, and a small wooden bridge quietly stood on top of a clear brook that could be seen to the bottom.

There was also a cute little girl looking at him expectantly.

"Where is this?" How did I get in? "

Su Qingyue looked at Xiao Yun warily.

"Master, this is the Dark Space. All your belongings …"

Xiao Yun asked. Could it be that after his master had fallen, he did not remember Xiao Yun?

"Wuwu, Master, don't you remember Little Yun?"

Xiao Yun hugged Su Qingyue's thigh with tears in his eyes.

Su Qingyue couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth.

Could this be the original owner's illegitimate daughter? But why didn't the original owner remember it?

Now that the original owner was dead, who would take the blame?

Xiao Yun looked at his master's increasingly strange gaze and could not help but scratch his head in curiosity.

"Master?"

Su Qingyue embarrassedly coughed twice.

"Master, I'm an artifact spirit from the Dark realm."

Oh? Really? Then she isn't an illegitimate child?

Ye Zichen jumped. I thought I was going to experience the life of a single mother in advance.

"Master, have you really forgotten everything?"

Seeing that Su Qingyue didn't seem to remember at all, Lil 'Yun was so sad that she was about to cry again …

"Don't cry, private life …" "Oh, no, little Yun."

Su Qingyue had a helpless expression on her face. Kids were really troublesome.

"Forget it, you should just tell me what's in the mysterious space …"

Su Qian Yue waved her hands helplessly, randomly looking for a topic to talk about and attracting Xiao Yun's attention.

"Master, you created the Dark Space before you fell, there is a source of condensation inside, and the time inside is different from the time outside! Ten days inside, just one day outside! "Also, the spiritual energy here is 30 times stronger than outside!"

Like the salesman you're trying to sell.

When Su Qingyue heard this, she couldn't help but ask out of curiosity

"Then what form does the Dark Space exist in?"

Seeing that her master had finally spoken to her, Little Yun was on the verge of tears from excitement!

"So master's birthmark on his face, oh, smart, no one has ever suspected that this is the mysterious space!"

As Xiao Yun spoke, he did not notice the darkening expression on his master's face.

Of course I have to be angry!

Because of this birthmark, the original owner was called the trash of an ugly woman. But now, he told me that this was a spatial artifact!

God, what a joke!

"Can this birthmark be eliminated?"

Su Qingyue cautiously asked, afraid that she would hear the negative answer.

After all, no one liked the idea of having a birthmark the size of a palm on their face.

Little Yun replied indifferently.

"As long as you want, the birthmark can disappear at any time!"

The corner of Su Qingyue's mouth twitched.

'F * ck, it can disappear, but it even f * cking turned into a birthmark. I have nothing to do right now.

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