And this man ...... She stared at his face, and a deep resentment swelled in her heart......

She didn't like this person very much, and wanted to kill him if she could, but she knew that she couldn't kill him now, she was too weak.

But there should be a chance in the future.

Chongkui lay on the table and looked at him for a while before turning and drifting away, without anyone noticing.

She is in this world, she exists like a god, she can go anywhere, no one will find her, her body is illusory, but she can use her power to do anything!

After wandering around Xianyang City, after hearing a few stories from the storytellers in the city, Chongkui fell into deep suspicion.

She...... Could it be a ghost?

Those books say that ghosts are also ethereal, evil, and can kill.

Isn't that exactly what she's like?

Is she a ghost?

But ghosts also change after people die, is she also changed by people?

So what was she like when she was alive?

Chongkui was at a loss, swaying, and wandered out of the city to take a look.

This place felt familiar to her, but she didn't remember it at all.

There was white snow everywhere, and in fact, there was nothing to be seen, so Chongkui just drifted around casually and prepared to go back.

"Why is it windy all of a sudden?"

The pedestrians on the road suddenly quickened their pace, and a cold wind suddenly blew, Chongkui glanced at them, and thought it was nothing, but suddenly the wind blew to her side, and she suddenly moved forward with her body!

Chongkui was shocked, isn't she, she's not afraid of anything, she can go up to the sky and into the ground, she can pass through the wall, but she will be blown away by the wind!

It turns out that the wind is her nemesis!

"Whoa, whoa—" the heavy Aoi monster cried, unable to grasp anything in the fierce wind, and could only let the wind blow and crash everywhere.

Soon, she felt dizzy, but fortunately, the wind had gradually weakened a little by this time, and it was not so strong, blowing her towards a large frozen river.

"Lord Tan Jiu, I caught a fish!"

The sound of someone talking by the river, but Chongkui was dizzy and couldn't see anything, just vaguely felt like he was being blown by the wind and passed directly through a person's body......

She turned her head and only vaguely saw a thin and slender young man, wearing a black robe, with a cold and lonely back, and no one should enter.

But soon she was blown to the other side of the river, and farther and farther away......

When the wind blew just now, there was a strange feeling, and the boy standing by the river turned around with the direction of the wind, and there was nothing but the boundless white snow.

But...... He seemed to smell something familiar.

"Lord Tan Jiu, this is such a big fish!" the wooden man with a handful of dull hair on his head climbed up from the icy water.

However, Tan Jiu didn't pay attention to his words, just slowly walked a few steps forward, and accidentally, he almost stepped on the broken stone by the river and fell.

"Lord Tan Jiu, you can't go over! you will fall into the river!" Dumb Mao threw the big fish that was jumping around, and stepped forward to hug Tan Jiu's leg to prevent him from falling forward.

"Slave ......," he muttered.

"There are no slaves here! not a single one!" said Silly Fur loudly.

Tan Jiu also gradually came back to his senses, lowered his head and glanced at him,