The muddy picture in front of me, I couldn't see anything in a hazy way.

Xiaoying didn't know when she had regained consciousness, so she could only walk forward blankly.

Anyway, her current physique is special, and she belongs to the state where she can't die anymore, so she doesn't need to worry about anything.

She walked like this for a long time, until at last she felt tired, and remembered that she had to wake up to attend the jousting tournament, and then take the hundred places, and leave the necropolis to look for the boy, and she suddenly stopped.

"I thought you'd be going forward." An ethereal voice, coming from that direction.

Xiaoying subconsciously raised her head, a puzzled look on her blank face.

She hadn't heard this voice, but it felt unusually familiar and kind.

"Do you remember the memories of your seal?" Xu Xiaoying didn't answer, and the voice asked again.

Shaking his head blankly, Xiaoying asked with difficulty: "Those memories, I sealed them myself?" ”

"Hmm." The voice was still ethereal, but Xiaoying inexplicably heard a trace of displeasure.

The reason why every resentful spirit in the graveyard can transform into a spirit after death is because of the accumulation of a large amount of resentment.

Generally speaking, only magicians with a miserable death would do this.

But the moment Xiaoying woke up in the cemetery, she had no memory of her previous life, she didn't know what she had experienced in her previous life, let alone why she died, the only thing she remembered was her own name - Xiaoying.

Before, she didn't care about these memories, because she had seen the ghosts in the necropolis with her own eyes, how to leave the necropolis to get revenge on the people who killed them, that kind of bloody revenge, she didn't like it, she just liked to see the excitement and talk about the excitement.

It's just that now, she suddenly doesn't want to lose those memories, because there are still people in those memories that he doesn't want to forget.

"The memories are sealed by yourself, and the only one who can unlock them is yourself, but when you come back here, you probably want to leave the necropolis."

"You seem to know my mind very well, who are you? What kind of place is this? Xiaoying asked vigilantly.

Although that intimacy made her clearly know that this person was not harmful to herself, the clarity revealed between the lines of his words made Xiaoying very unnatural.

"You'll know who I am later, and as for what kind of place this is, in your words, it's just a place without warmth."

In the haze, a person walked out, he was dressed in a Taoist robe, with a light gray main tone, and dark gray silk threads embroidered with the word "shadow" in various shapes.

What makes Xiaoying vaguely aware of something is that this person is also a cute face, and his slightly chubby body feels funny no matter how he looks at it.

What can really shock people's hearts is only those narrow eyes. There is a little agility in the darkness, and the color of thunder is tossing and turning in the agility.

Obviously, this person is so similar to herself, but Xiaoying feels that she and him are basically one in the sky and the other on the ground.

"There's a mirror in here that allows you to see the deepest picture of your memories from your previous life, go check it out." Pointing to the muddy spot behind him, the man said.

The corners of Xiaoying's mouth twitched, and she blurted out, "You want to coax me to help you do things again?" ”

When the words fell, she couldn't help but wonder why she would say such a thing, she obviously didn't know this person.

"Xiaoying, you came back on your own initiative this time, even if you seal the memories of your previous life, your body should instinctively reject here, since you are here now, you naturally want to help me do something." The man said it as a matter of course, but Xiaoying gritted his teeth when he listened.

Just now she felt that this person was kind, but it turned out to be just a treacherous villain.

But it's normal, living in a place where there is no warmth, not treacherous and not villainous, and becoming a freak.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?" Simply find a place to sit down, and Xiaoying calmly waited for him to say something explosive.

Seemingly familiar with Shadow's gesture of agreeing to help, the man walked over and sat down next to her, took out a black pen from his bosom, and handed it to Shadow.

took the pen, Xiaoying took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, and saw that the man took out two stacks of posts from his arms, one with invitations written on the surface, and the other with undead posts written on the surface.

"What is this?" Lips to the post, Xiaoying asked puzzled.

"Something that kills people." The man replied simply.

Obviously, the words are full of blood, but he doesn't take it seriously at all, as if all the magicians in this world are dead, and they have nothing to do with him.

"You have a temperament like an immortal who is beyond the mortal, but it turns out that you are just a cold-blooded monster." Whispering, Xiaoying reached out and pulled the top one of the two stacks of posts.

When I opened it, the post called the invitation was a story, writing about the love of the wind and snow, and also about the tragedy of the extermination, but the post was printed with the names of two people: Beichen Shadow, white.

"Hey, this person is just like me, it's called Shadow." Xiaoying said with some excitement.

The man snorted coldly and said disappreciatively: "The surname Beichen is only worthy of the City Lord of the Seven Cities Feng, what do you think you have the same?" ”

"You don't understand this, villain without humanity." Xiaoying sighed, and finally focused on the post of the invitation.

After reading it carefully for a long time, she naturally picked up the black pen and changed it on the post.

"Hey, what do you want to do?" grabbed the post in a panic, and the man's tragic discovery that the key plot had already been completely changed by Xiaoying with a few strokes.

Thinking painfully about the possible tragedy, and finally making sure that those troubles could be solved by themselves, the man turned his eyes back to Xiaoying.

Before he could fully recover his senses, another corrected undead post flew in front of him, and in a hurry, the man instinctively pounced on the two piles of posts and protected them with his body.

"You can't change it without permission, or the entire Seven Cities will fall into darkness because of your actions today!"

"Lie to the kids." Xiaoying rolled her eyes, put away the black pen boringly, and waved her hand, indicating that she would not change it again.

Understanding what she meant, the man hesitantly sat back in his original position, looked down and browsed the changed posts, and made sure that there was no problem that he couldn't solve, and then secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't look at these posts anymore, just send them out." lest Xiaoying couldn't help but revise it after watching it, the man said with palpitations.

Knowing what he was worried about, Xiaoying smiled and saw the rebuttal of the move: "How do you know who to give it to if you don't look at me?" ”

"Then you find someone else to send it out."

"It's a good idea, it seems that the boys are really smart." Without hesitating praise, Xiaoying touched the man's hair as the situation followed.

Smooth to the touch, extremely comfortable.

Xiaoying didn't have time to sigh, so the man rudely slapped her hand away, and said in a serious tone: "Little, not big, not small." ”

"Didn't you just touch your hair? And there will be no shortage of meat. Xiaoying muttered in a low voice, and stood up with a disappointed expression, intending to ignore the two piles of posts and walk directly towards the muddy place.

As soon as she took a step, an extra hand came behind her, grabbing the clothes on her back, forcing her to turn around.

"I want to run again, no way." first approached Xiaoying with a smile, and after finishing the first half of the sentence, the man suddenly changed his expression, neatly stuffed the two stacks of posts into Xiaoying's arms, whether she wanted to or not, and threw her directly into the muddy place.

In order to avoid future troubles, before leaving, the man did not forget to leave a sentence: "If you dare to throw them, I will completely wipe out the two friends of yours with my own hands." ”

"You...... Treacherous villain! Xiaoying couldn't help but stomp her feet angrily.

She didn't remember that she had two friends here, but when the White Bone Lady attacked her, the Ghost King had mentioned that the Book of the Dead was the weapon of the Thousand Machines Boy here, and this person was obviously the young man.

Regardless of whether she had other friends here, she didn't dare to touch this person's scales now.

Secretly put into the post in her arms, Xiaoying turned around a little unwillingly, and at that moment, a familiar sword rushed out of the mirror and rushed towards her.

What frightened Xiaoying was that the one holding the sword was a teenager, this boy looked about the same age as Qianji, but he was much more handsome and domineering than Qianji.

"Don ......"

Tang What, Xiaoying didn't scream, because the sword went straight into her body.

No blood gradually came out, Xiaoying smiled, thinking that he was just a resentful spirit, and his mana was still shallow, but he didn't care about the blade entering his body.

According to her previous words, she was too dead to die!

It's just that sword, the pain is still there, Xiaoying is most afraid of this feeling, and under the instinctive rejection, her consciousness begins to blur again.

Before her consciousness completely disappeared, she vaguely saw two people hurrying from a distance, one was the young man who came to the cemetery, he was dragging an inconspicuous compass in his hand, and there was a white-clothed Shengxue, who was in a hurry and seemed to have one thing missing in his hand.

She heard the young man roar angrily: "Tang family boy, have you forgotten what I said before?" If you dare to hurt Xiaoying, I will destroy you. ”

Oh, just now she thought that the young man with the sword was more domineering than him, but now it seems that this person is just hidden deep and very steady.

When he roared, Xiaoying remembered it beautifully in his heart, and there was a hint of strange sweetness.

Slowly closing her eyes, Xiaoying felt the sword in her body being pulled away, and a feeling of dizziness appeared along with violent shaking.

During the struggle, Xiaoying opened her eyes impatiently, but what caught her eyes was not the turbid place, but the bewitching faces of the three ladies of the ghost king.

Without waiting for Xiaoying to let out a frightened roar, the eldest lady spoke: "I said Xiaoying girl, you have been in a coma all night, and you have always been talking about the sword, Tang, isn't it Sichun." ”

"......" This can also be associated with Sichun, Mrs. really deserves to be Mrs.

"Sword and Don? I remember that there is only the Zero Clan surnamed Tang in the Seven Cities, and the best swordsmanship is Tang Lu, the current patriarch of the Zero Clan! If you like him, the little shadow girl is destined to fall into the flowers and be ruthless. Speaking of a topic she was familiar with, the third lady couldn't help but interject and add.