After returning to Mengchun Building, Lingxi locked herself in the room and did not allow anyone to enter the room, not that she felt sad or scared, nor was she worried about being found with the scar on her neck, but she needed a space for self-reflection, by the way, combined with the information she had so far, and went through a series of recent events, but she still didn't have any clue.

"What the hell is he trying to do!"

This is the biggest doubt in Lingxi's heart, it stands to reason that if the Nine Palace Dao people want to conquer this world and destroy other races, then he can do it a thousand years ago, but he didn't do that, but why is he so obsessed with the three races of humans and demons after a thousand years?

Lingxi couldn't understand, so she felt a little headache, which couldn't help but make her helpless crazy, originally thought that with her own ability, she could be like a fish in water in this world, but she didn't expect to be put on a stand by the old Taoist, and recalled the scene when he was almost strangled to death, Lingxi was even more angry!

"****! Isn't it just playing! The old lady plays with you, anyway, in this world, it may be a dream, and if you die, you will die!"

Walking to the window, Lingxi gritted her teeth, pressed her hands the edge of the window, she silently thought of a plan in her heart, since the old guy wants to use herself, then let him use it, she wants to see what tricks he can make, it's a big deal that he will die by then!

But having said that, when Lingxi raised her head and looked at the bright moon hanging in the sky, she unconsciously frowned slightly, and couldn't help but think of Mo Forget, thought of the child, remembered Xiao Xi, Li Yin and the many people who came to this world to meet her, are you really willing to do it? If you really disappear in this world, will they be sad? Will they remember? Will they remember?

Thinking of this, Lingxi couldn't help but hesitate, could these reasons be the excuses he made for his fear?

"Squeak"

The door was pushed open, and Xinying walked in with a plate of pastries.

"Why are you here?"

Lingxi retracted the slightly sad emotions just now, turned his back to the direction of the door, and asked in a low voice.

But seeing Xinying put the tray on the table without saying a word, then walked quickly to the window, pressed Lingxi's shoulders with both hands, and twisted her directly, with a gloomy face, looking at the five bright red fingerprints on Lingxi's neck, and asked in a low voice, "Is that the person!"

"What, you want to avenge me?"

Pushing Xinying's hand away, a slight flirtatious smile still appeared on her face, and a pair of eyes flashed under the moonlight, as if teasing the other party.

"It's my duty to protect you!"

Xin Ying said righteously.

"Then are you derelict in your duties?"

Lingxi smiled, and gently brushed the red mark on his neck with his fingertips, and sure enough, there was still some stinging pain.

"So, I'm going to make meritorious deeds. A cold glint flashed in the corner of her eyes, Xin Ying clenched her fists, but a strange smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and said: "And such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, the Terran Emperor actually appeared in the Demon Realm to die, you can imagine how important you are to him!"

"Ahh

Lingxi didn't intend to stop Xin Ying, but just said this sentence lukewarmly, and then watched the other party float out of the window, just like the name of this city, and instantly turned into Shura in the dark night, with a strong killing intent, towards the pawnshop a few streets away.

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