Sisi wasn't hit by a stone, but her mind gradually recalled what had just happened, and her little face became paler and paler. Sisi bit her lip tightly, and a faint bloodshot oozed from between her teeth.

"Purple clothes—" Sisi's voice was filled with tears.

She still couldn't control it, she still couldn't suppress it. The power in the body was so obvious, the malice echoed in my mind over and over again, and the evil voice became clearer and clearer.

She's not an ordinary child, although she really wants to be an ordinary child!

Why did fate play such a big joke on her!

Why is there another person inside her?!

Is that person her or not? Are they really the same soul? But why? Why did she feel that soul was so strange?

"Sisi." Ziyi just called softly, but did not stretch out his hand. Although Sisi's expression in front of her was still so pitiful, she didn't dare.

She has killed too many people around her because of her excessive kindness, she can't, can't put Duanmu Kaoru in danger because of herself.

A gust of wind passed through the deep valley, and it looked so desolate.

Sisi staggered to her feet and took a step forward.

At this time, Ziyi also took a step back with Duanmu Kaoru.

This action obviously made the little man unbearable, and he stumbled and knelt on the ground with a "poof". A wry smile slipped across the pale little face, and the smile was so desperate: "Purple clothes, father-"

Sisi gritted her teeth and tried to get up from the ground, but her body seemed to be drained of strength, and she tried several times, but finally fell to the ground. The two legs didn't seem to be her own, and together with this body, she could clearly feel that her will could no longer control this body.

But she still insisted, crawling towards Ziyi and Duanmu Kaoru little by little: "Ziyi, Ziyi." ”

Sisi's mouth couldn't stop muttering, looking at Sisi like this, Ziyi only felt as if his feet were frozen in place, unable to move. She couldn't cruelly put this poor girl in a thousand places.

Sisi only felt that his brain was becoming more and more chaotic, but his memory was becoming clearer and clearer.

In my memory, I was wearing a red dress, and I had been following Ziyi's side, talking to Ziyi, eating the pastries made by Ziyi, and drinking the fruit tea made by Ziyi. Jealous with Ziyi, awkward with Ziyi-

Well, so clear.

Sisi opened her mouth, but she couldn't make a sound.

She remembered, she remembered it all! She and the demon from hell are not the same person at all! She is Cao Lanlan! She is Cao Lanlan!! No-

No! She is Ling Ziyan!

Once, she regretted that she didn't meet Ziyi earlier, and then earlier!

But now, she has obviously lived by Ziyi's side since she was born!

But why-why did you have to leave so early!

She opened her mouth wide, but she had no way to tell Sù Ziyi who she was! Two lines of tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes, and her eyes were full of anticipation!

She could feel that the strength in her body was getting weaker and weaker, and that evil aura was getting heavier and heavier.

They were like two people, constantly fighting over this body.

But—she didn't seem to have the strength to continue arguing!

What to do?

She really wanted Ziyi to hug her, even if she died in Ziyi's arms.

Ziyi looked at Sisi on the ground, and always felt that this little person seemed to have something to say to herself, but Duanmu Kaoru stopped in front of her, and she herself understood that this was likely to be a trap.

Perhaps, her Sisi is long gone!

"Purple-" Seeing that, Sisi's little hand was about to touch Ziyi's shoes, and she didn't even have the strength to raise her head now. It's hard to get hold of it - even the shoes.

Sisi's body was covered with black mist again, Duanmu Kaoru frowned, and the long sword in his hand was raised high-

"No-" Ziyi suddenly grabbed Duanmu Kaoru's arm, and she shook her head at Duanmu Kaoru. Sisi had already grabbed her ankle, and at this moment, a familiar feeling passed through Ziyi's brain.

This feeling, so familiar, so familiar, but she really can't remember what this feeling is!

Ziyi frowned, pulled out the scimitar at his waist, purple light surged through the blade, and the scimitar emitted a beautiful purple halo.

She crouched down, and the scimitar was only a centimeter away from Sisi's small face. She just looked at Sisi's pale little face. She saw Sisi's mouth open and close, as if she wanted to tell her something.

Judging from the shape of her mouth, Ziyi could only see that she seemed to be calling her name, and she couldn't read what was said later.

Sisi looked at her vigilant and inquiring eyes, and a smile curled up at the corner of her lips. She pursed her lips slightly, and as soon as her little hand was forced, her body was closer to the scimitar in purple clothes.

The scimitar was almost on her face, and the coldness of the blade made people feel chills in their hearts.

Ziyi subconsciously moved the scimitar away a little, but Sisi gritted his teeth and got closer again!

What if-

If one of them is destined to be hurt eventually.

She'd rather this person be herself!

After all, she has long had nothing left, and she has done all the bad things, and now, God can pity her, and give her another five years to get along with Ziyi, it is enough!

She owes Ziyi too much, and she can't pay it off even with her life.

Besides, she was going to die!

How could she leave this body of her to this devil in her body, and let her hurt Ziyi and the people Ziyi loved! If that's the case, even if her soul is gone, I'm afraid she won't be able to make up for the mistakes she made!

The force in her body seemed to be aware of Sisi's thoughts, and that force was about to move, delusional immediately, immediately snatched Sisi's body and expelled her soul from her body.

An angry voice clearly flashed in his mind: "Are you crazy!" If you touch her blade, we'll be gone! Not only me, but also you, will be just as gone! ”

The corners of Si Sicai's lips hooked into a sneer, she looked at the purple clothes, and her big eyes were brighter than ever.

In these eyes, there is a deep reluctance and sadness.

Such a look made a voice flash in his mind in an instant: "If only I had met you earlier—how good." ”

Cao Lanlan!

Cao Lanlan!

Why?