The silver moonlight sprinkled on the leaves, leaving speckled traces of light on the soil through the leaves, and between the trees, Zhao Xueye's illusory figure sat here.

For two months, she didn't even move her position, just to restore her body, and her hard work paid off, and finally after struggling to this point, her body became solid.

She opened her eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief, before she could celebrate with the blood jade, she suddenly heard a loud bang, like a meteorite falling, and the ground shook violently.

"Who!" she sprang up from the ground, straightened up, looked around, and finally saw a wonderful figure in a tree.

The branch on which she stood was thin, like a chopstick, but she also seemed to have no weight, the branch was not bent in the slightest, the legs were thin and long, the thighs were reflected in the moonlight, and the clothes on her body were ...... Aren't you afraid of the cold on this big night?

When facing that face, Zhao Xue Ye was stunned, this person actually looked exactly like her in her previous life!

However, it is obviously not the Holy See, the Holy See does not have such habits, and this person has a very strong aura at first glance, like a god-king.

When he met those eyes, the pair of pale blue pupils also showed a hint of surprise.

Zhao Xue Ye exclaimed in the bottom of her heart, how could there be other people of fate who looked exactly like her?

Before she could speak, the woman appeared in front of her eyes in an instant, held her chin with her index finger, smiled softly at her, and blew.

Zhao Xueye only felt that she smelled a faint fragrance, and then her eyes went dark, and she didn't know anything.

When she woke up again, she felt her head drowsy, and almost fainted, she rubbed her brows, and sat up with her back against the trunk.

"You're awake. ”

A familiar voice reached Zhao Xueye's ears, and she looked sharply in the direction where the voice came from, sure enough!

It's Song Yat-sen!

She realized that the loud noise yesterday was because Song Yat-sen was thrown to the ground, but why was it Song Yat-sen?

The fiery red figure was originally carrying her on her back, wiping the sword that was shining, but he didn't hear her speak, so he glanced at her sideways, turned back and continued to wipe his sword, and said, "Your eyes are quite murderous, and you have killed a lot of people, right?"

Zhao Xueye rolled her eyes and said, "With my self-cultivation, how can I kill people, and it's too late to escape, right?"

This sentence has been said before. ”

Zhao Xueye frowned, she used to ...... Before...... That was in the Empty Cicada Academy, when Song Yat-sen had not been erased by the Qilin!

Did he regain his memory?

"Who are you?" she asked tentatively.

"I'm Jiang Chengtian. ”

Zhao Xueye's heart trembled violently, and she immediately jumped to her feet, but because her physical strength did not recover, she fell down in embarrassment.

Song Yat-sen glanced back at her again, and then walked towards her as if he was suddenly interested, and said as he walked, "You seem to know me." ”

Zhao Xueye didn't dare to speak, Jiang Chengtian was Song Yixian's name when he was the first killer under the Holy Emperor! Could it be that all his memories had been restored, including his previous life?

Song Yat-sen walked up to her, squatted down, his fingers between her chin, so that her face was facing him, he looked at it for a while, and said, "Your eyes are full of horror, it seems that you really know me, but why don't I remember you?"

Zhao Xueye could only hear her heart pounding and beating violently, as if she was about to break through her body and escape.

She had to use trembling lips and muffled to say, "Don't kill me......" to defend herself.

Song Yixian was stunned for a moment, smiled again, and said, "It turned out that I was afraid that I would kill you, don't worry, I won't kill the unknown." ”

When he said this, his face kept approaching Zhao Xueye's face, and the cold air exhaled from her nose made her almost frightened to urinate incontinence.

Don't blame her for being timid, it's that Song Yat-sen's murderous aura is too heavy, even if she doesn't kill people, that indifferent face and the fierce aura that comes out of her body will make people feel that they are dead.

No, this is much heavier than the evil qi on Song Yat-sen's body, this is not only Song Yat-sen, but also Jiang Chengtian!

Jiang Chengtian saw that she was reluctant to speak, so he sat down in front of her, put away his sword, and said, "You don't have to be afraid, I have been victimized by a traitor, and my current cultivation is completely lost." ”

"How adulterous is it?" she asked casually, and she let out a long sigh of relief when she heard him say that his cultivation had been lost.

Jiang Chengtian glanced at her stunned and said, "Even if your cultivation is lost, it is absolutely not a problem to kill you, a little girl of a first-order martial artist." ”

"Huh?" Hearing this, Zhao Xueye's heart rose to his throat again.

Jiang Chengtian sneered, and Zhao Xueye could see that this was definitely a naked ridicule!

"Where is this?" he asked.

"Djinn Mountains. ”

Hearing this, Jiang Chengtian nodded, got up and was about to leave, but Zhao Xueye stopped him.

"What?" Jiang Chengtian turned around.

"You left me here...... I'm going to starve to death......" She thought to herself, if Jiang Chengtian left, wouldn't that woman work in vain yesterday? And that woman still looks so much like her......

Jiang Chengtian turned around and looked at Zhao Xueye carefully, and then left without looking back, saying as he walked: "There are many creatures in this mountain range, you can't die of hunger." ”

"I don't have the strength anymore, if you leave me alone, I'll starve to death, and you'll have a life on your back!"

"There are too many people killed, I don't mind. ”

"Hey, hey!" No matter how Zhao Xueye shouted, Jiang Chengtian didn't reply.

"Damn!" she slapped the ground and rushed in the direction Jiang Chengtian left, shouting as she chased, "I have to kill you!"

When she was approaching, she really pinched Jiang Chengtian's neck, Jiang Chengtian's head tilted, and she wanted to dodge, but Zhao Xueye's speed was faster and she pinched his neck accurately.

She pinched it tightly, but Jiang Chengtian's neck was as hard as a steel bar, what kind of flesh and blood was this?

"How is that possible! You're not human!" she said.

Jiang Chengtian dragged her clothes, ripped her off, hung in the air like a kitten, and said, "Did I say I was human?"

"That'...... Are you?"

Jiang Chengtian snorted coldly, threw her to the ground, glanced at her and continued to walk his own way.

How could Zhao Xueye, who was left behind, let him go, since he couldn't beat him, he had to follow cheekily.

He's fast, she's fast, he's stopped, she's stopped.

"How long are you going to follow?" he finally asked impatiently.

"I'm hungry......"

"Find your mother. ”

She didn't answer and continued to follow him.

Suddenly, he turned around abruptly and said angrily, "You see you're dirty, are you embarrassed to follow me?"

As soon as he said this, Zhao Xueye immediately flattened her mouth, her eyes were full of tears, and she looked very pitiful.

He frowned and said, "Don't follow me anymore." ”

Zhao Xueye nodded timidly, but as soon as he left, she followed closely.

"That's enough!" Song Yixian immediately pulled out his sword, and the sharp blade pointed at Zhao Xueye's neck.

Zhao Xueye gritted her teeth and rushed up to the sword, she wanted to say something, but suddenly found that she felt out of breath, and naturally she couldn't speak, and blood flowed out of her mouth.

"You!" Jiang Chengtian was taken aback by her actions, immediately withdrew his sword, and stepped forward to catch Zhao Xueye's limp body.

She said in her heart: "It's really unlucky, it's just resurrected...... Obviously there is no deep ......"

In a daze, she suddenly felt a warm energy caressing her neck, and then fell into a deep sleep.

When he opened his eyes again, he was greeted by a kind-looking old man, who first looked a little solemn, and then shouted with a smile: "Wake up, wake up!"

He got up and walked towards Jiang Chengtian not far away, and said as if he was inviting merit: "Childe, childe, I have cured her, I can go." ”

"Well, you go. Jiang Chengtian nodded, but did not look back at him.

The old man smiled, and then walked past Jiang Chengtian, suddenly, he was stunned, bright red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, he looked down, a long sword pierced his body, the sword was covered with blood, and it was still dripping, this is his blood, he coughed twice, and then fell down.

Jiang Chengtian stepped on his body, pulled out his sword, and said coldly, "You are completely free." ”

Zhao Xueye lay on the ground, taking this scene into her eyes, and suddenly inexplicably felt the urge to rush up and kill him immediately, no matter what, it was her savior.

"Ya, it's really still that Song Yat-sen, oh no, Jiang Chengtian...... Murder is always taken for granted. She said to herself.

However, don't be upset for the old man, she is actually difficult to protect herself. She couldn't help but swallow, and suddenly an unbearable pain came from her throat, and she screamed, but she didn't make any sound.

She was startled and dumbfounded?!!

"Don't worry, it's because the wound hasn't healed yet, and it will be fine after a while. ”

She looked at Jiang Chengtian, who was wiping the blood from his sword.

"Why did you save me, shouldn't you have killed me?" she asked, carving words on the ground with her hands.

"I don't kill the nobody. ”

"But, isn't this old man also an unknown?"

Jiang Chengtian glanced at the old man's corpse and said, "This old man recognized you as soon as he came, and said that you were a murderer, I said ......" He pinned his sword behind his back, approached her body and said: "Your habit is too bad, if you kill someone, you should, cut the grass!

With that, he stabbed the sword towards Zhao Xueye's head, Zhao Xueye jerked his head away, dodged, and with a bang, the sword was deeply inserted into the ground next to her ear, which shook her ears and buzzed, and the sword failed to stab her head, but cut off a few snow-white hairs.

Jiang Chengtian suddenly laughed, picked up the severed hair, grabbed it, showed a puzzled look, and said, "The texture of this hair, you are really a real human being." ”

Zhao Xueye looked at him suspiciously, although his voice couldn't make a sound, but those eyes were obviously saying, "Otherwise?"

"Humans can't be that fast. ”