My Girlfriend And I Transmigrated

In the dark forest, the sound of insects and birds can be heard endlessly.

Occasionally, there are strange howls of beasts at night, like the cry of a ghost at night.

But Luo Jing was already used to such nights.

During the three months of raising fire foxes in the Manggu Mountains, he experienced hundreds of such days and nights.

Today's Luo Jing has left the Soul Refinement Sect.

Although it is still within the range of the Manggu Mountains, the small hills adjacent to the Dayue King City cannot be connected with the fierce and famous Manggu Mountains.

Standing in the darkness, he looked in the direction of Dayuecheng.

There are bright lights, and the bright lights in the city can be clearly seen even if they are dozens of miles apart.

Now that the Moon Appreciation Conference on August 15th has reached the most lively and white-hot stage, right?

The colorful head of the demon mask is enough to detonate the atmosphere in the field.

Experts from many forces, plus many direct disciples of the Soul Refining Sect, will be an extremely lively event tonight.

But these events have nothing to do with Luo Jing.

He took the secrets of "Refining Magic of the Immortal Dao" and "Refining the Devil's Blood Sword", said goodbye to Ji Canghu, and then plunged into the dark hills and hills.

To find a secluded place to dive in, wait for the limelight outside to pass, and then go for a walk in the Central Plains.

Luo Jing's figure kept walking through the darkness.

Instead of escaping lightly, he relied on his powerful physical strength to fly directly in the mountains.

This is very slow.

After half an hour, Luo Jing only walked two hundred miles.

But this place is far enough away from Da Yue City.

And the surrounding mountains began to undulate, no longer the kind of low hills, and began to show the desolate features of the Manggu mountains.

In the dark forests, you can occasionally see monsters walking alone.

Although the monsters that appear in this borderline area are extremely weak, they are not much stronger than ordinary beasts.

But the existence of these few monsters proves that this place is remote enough and far away from human settlements.

Otherwise, with the weak strength of these monsters, they would have been hunted by hunters long ago.

The demon pills and blood of demon beasts can sell for a good price, and even weaker demon beasts are worth more than ordinary beasts.

After Luo Jing confirmed the desolation of the place, he plunged into the mountain and found a dark and dry cave.

After driving away the black bear in the cave, Luo Jing occupied the cave.

He sat at the entrance of the cave, and by the cold moonlight, he read the secret book of "Xiandao Refinement Magic", which was as thick as a dictionary, and began to memorize the text on it.

Luo Jing couldn't comprehend it immediately, but he could write down the contents above, and then slowly decipher it later.

Good memory is not as good as bad writing, as the saying goes, it doesn't work for monks who call the spirit realm.

The cultivator who invokes the spirit realm will never forget it, and the brain is the best memory carrier.

Luo Jing is waiting.

Waiting for midnight.

He wants to share with Qingxuan the thrill of the night, the joy of getting "The Magic of Immortal Dao", and also wants to share this powerful book with Qingxuan.

Soon, the moon is in the middle of the sky, and the second half of the night arrives.

Luo Jing, who was sitting at the entrance of the cave, closed the secret book in his hand and put the thick book into the treasure bag.

He crossed his knees and closed his eyes, and began to call out to Qing Xuan.

Trying to meet his wife far away in Lingyun Xianzong in a dream.

However, as time passed by, Luo Jing's call was not answered.

Even vaguely, he could not feel the connection between himself and his wife's soul.

Obviously before, he could almost always feel that there was a line in the soul connecting to somewhere far away.

That is the [line] between him and Qingxuan.

It is this line that binds the two closely together and can share each other's cultivation.

But at this moment, Luo Jing couldn't feel the line.

Not only could he not get a response from his wife, but he couldn't even feel the [line] connected to his wife.

Such a strange situation made Luo Jing open his eyes in the dark.

There was confusion in his eyes.

His connection to Qing Xuan's soul... Interrupted? !

"how can that be…"

Luo Jing was slightly flustered.

When Soul Refining Sect escaped for his life, he did not panic.

When he was in danger at the Great Moon Palace, he did not panic.

But at this moment, Luo Jing was really panicked.

Connecting with his wife's soul is his greatest comfort after crossing into this world.

Husbands and wives from the same world are closely connected and stay with each other through the connection between their souls. This is an intimacy that transcends everything.

It is also an important foundation for Luo Jing to firmly believe that the husband and wife can finally be reunited.

Because they can exchange ideas with each other at any time and work together for the same goal.

But now the line is broken?

Luo Jing sat at the entrance of the cave, closed his eyes quickly, tried to sense the existence of the line again, and kept trying to call Qingxuan.

However, all of his calls fell into the sea without any response.

He couldn't feel the existence of his wife, and he didn't know what Qing Xuan was doing in Lingyun Xianzong.

The strange mutation made Luo Jing unable to calm down.

He was like a failed candidate, constantly refreshing the scores on the admissions interface, as if expecting to reconnect with Qingxuan in the next second.

But in the end, the scores on the admissions interface would not change, and the line between him and Qing Xuan did not reconnect. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

When the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone on Luo Jing's face, his eyes were slightly dull.

The constant attempts in the second half of the night and the failure of thousands of calls made Luo Jing's heart ashes.

This time the call failed, unlike usual.

In the past, even if the husband and wife failed to call and did not respond to each other's call, they could vaguely sense the state of each other's spirits.

But this time, Luo Jing's call was like a stone sinking into the sea, as if the phone had dialed an empty number, and it was impossible for anyone to answer him.

"Why did it become like this..."

Luo Jing in the sun muttered to himself.

Since the day he crossed over, he and Qingxuan have met in a dream.

This kind of connection and time travel came at the same time, so Luo Jing almost took it for granted, thinking that the two would continue in this state forever.

But at this moment, Luo Jing realized that there is no eternity at all.

The inexplicable connection between the two souls has now disappeared for no reason.

Or is it…

"Is there a reason?"

Luo Jing muttered to himself, and suddenly thought of a possibility.

The night before yesterday, he could still meet Qingxuan in a dream, and everything was as usual.

But last night, Luo Jing couldn't sense Qing Xuan's existence.

The biggest difference between them is Luo Jing's cultivation.

At noon yesterday, Luo Jing successfully broke through to the God-calling realm...

Luo Jing in the sun, his mind moved, and the figure of a fairy in white came according to his call.

The fairy in white clothes fluttering, standing in front of him, looked at him calmly.