At night, when the commotion caused by the Soul Devouring Shadow in Muyun Heavenly Palace had calmed down, Lady Rou took out a cloak and put it on, covered her face with a big hood, and secretly walked out.

She exited through the side door of the First Cloud Hall and hurried towards the tower. There was only a faint red light on the top of the entire Tower of Babel.

Mrs. Rou has no spiritual power, and she doesn't have half a penny of effort on her body, so she really responded to the word "soft", and she stumbled when she walked. She was timid and small, and the shadows of the swaying trees on the wall could make her heart beat wildly.

She put her hand to her heart, and the heart beat violently, hammering into her palm like a drumstick.

Fortunately, this heart is still beating.

There is a crack in the door of the Tower of Babel. In fact, even if it was fully opened, no one would dare to actually enter it. Madame Rou stretched out a pair of soft jade white hands and pushed the door open without hesitation.

The ninety-nine-story tower had no light, but when Mrs. Rou stepped into the tower, the lights and candles on both sides of the staircase lit up one by one, and as the staircase meandered up, it was like a dragon climbing up the stairs. The light in the candle was not red, but a faint blue, as if the moonlight was pouring down from the top of the tower and falling on the main hall at the bottom of the tower.

In the lamp and candle is the Jiao oil of the shark people in the South China Sea, even if it burns for 10,000 years, the lamp oil will not be burned.

An ethereal voice came from the top of the tower with a sigh: "Here you go again." ”

Mrs. Rou was shocked, and her already white face became even paler against the backdrop of the oil candle lamp. She emboldened herself and asked, "Didn't you say you wouldn't eat people anymore?"

The ethereal voice was a little sarcastic and a little angry: "You think I'm going to eat people?"

Even though there was no one in front of her, Madame Rou lowered her head suddenly, and her voice was extremely soft: "Then what should I do?" ”

A young girl in a fiery red gauze came down the steps. She looks delicate, her skin is fair, her eyes are as gentle as a pool of spring water, and even her words are gentle and soft, but she makes people feel a coldness for no reason: "Do you think he can still recognize you before?"

Mrs. Rou shuddered. The girl was much younger than Madame Rou, but Madame Rou didn't dare to look at her at all.

The girl squatted in front of Mrs. Rou and gently put her hand on Mrs. Rou's cheek: "Don't you believe it? Then you will stand in front of him back to your previous appearance and see if he still likes you." ”

The girl stroked Madame Rou's palm, and suddenly the fire was blazing, and the fire burned on Madame Rou's fair face. Mrs. Rou broke out with a scream, but she didn't dare to reach out to extinguish the fire on her face, so she could only kowtow to the girl one by one: "The lord spares my life, please spare me!"

Watching the blood flow from the corner of Mrs. Rou's forehead. The girl's face showed some disgust, and she was a little excited: "Okay, you can go." The Soul Devouring Shadow can't hurt Xiao Mingjing, it's just a small fight, as long as you pretend that you don't know anything, this account can't be counted on your head. ”

The fire on Madame Rou's face was suddenly extinguished, leaving a wisp of white smoke. Mrs. Rou put her ten fingers trembling on her face, touched it carefully, and found that there were no scars on her face, so she was relieved.

Madame Rou cautiously glanced up at the girl.

Wu Yueji, the true master of Muyun Heavenly Palace. Her savior, but also her nightmare.

Madame Rou bowed again, put on her hood and stumbled into the night.

After Lady Rou left, the kestrel walked out from the side of the tower gate: "Lord, do you want to get rid of her?"

"Get rid of?" Wu Yueji smiled: "How can I give up?"

Wu Yueji smiled and looked innocent. The kestrel was distracted for a moment, and when Wu Yueji was about to look over, the kestrel took his gaze back in time.

Wu Yueji was not in a bad mood today, at least she was smiling all the time. She asked Kestrels, "Is that Kura-kun here?"

As soon as he mentioned Cang Aya-kun, Kestrel remembered the shame of almost being shattered by the phantom today, and his face couldn't help but sink: "It's here." and the two sons of Biquan Villa. ”

"What kind of person is it?" Wu Yueji asked nonchalantly.

"It's a woman. Kestrel paused, then added, "Very powerful woman." ”

Wu Yueji raised her eyebrows slightly: "Is it good-looking?"

The kestrel blushed: "It's not as good as the lord." ”

Wu Yueji smiled, looking very happy. Her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, like a little girl who had been praised, and she was happy with a little pride. "Is she as good as me?"

"How dare she compare to the Lord?"

Wu Yueji seemed to be happier.

Kestrel frowned and said, "However, Xiao Mingjing doesn't seem to have any intention of letting her interfere in the matter of the Soul Eater. ”

Wu Yueji was a little worried: "Xiao Mingjing is indeed a little more annoying than Xiao Mingfeng. ”

Lady Rou ran all the way from the Tower of Babel back to the Chuyun Palace, slamming the door shut. She leaned her back against the door, gasping for air. Mrs. Rou eased up, and the burning feeling on her face hurt again, and she was so shocked that she didn't even have time to take off her cloak, and hurriedly threw herself in front of the dresser.

On Madame Rou's dressing table were many extremely beautiful gold ornaments, and even the dressing box was inlaid with mahogany. Only the mirror on the dresser is bronze. The bronze mirror was also covered with a black cloth.

Madame Rou pounced and ripped the black cloth off, revealing the bronze mirror under the black cloth.

The mirror was an antiquity of I don't know how many years it was, and it was dusty, and it was impossible to see its original color. The pattern on the back of the mirror is intricate, and the word "incompatible" is vaguely written.

Although the mirror is dusty, the mirror surface is brighter than ordinary copper mirrors.

Mrs. Rou looked at the bronze mirror carefully until she was sure that there was no scar on her face, and then she was relieved.

Not alike, no self-nature, no distinction between the six roots, no understanding of the six senses.

People are not people, ghosts are not ghosts, and they have forgotten who they are.

Mrs. Rou looked at the person in the mirror, and the more she looked at it, the more strange it became.

Liang Rou was not her name originally, nor was she herself what she was meant to be.

It's not her at all.

She is just a lonely ghost floating in this world, and she was collected by Lonely Moon Ji and became what she is now.

Sheng Ran, that's her name. She tried hard to remember, afraid that one day she would forget. Like Xiao Mingjing, he forgot about the woman whose surname was famous.

Mrs. Rou looked at herself in the mirror, and suddenly the person in the mirror smiled.

Mrs. Rou's heart jumped, and her fingers touched the corners of her mouth, the corners of her mouth were sinking, and she did not smile. The person in the mirror seemed to see her movements and smiled even more sarcastically.

Mrs. Rou's pupils shrank suddenly, and a dark shadow popped out from behind the mirror, walking along the wall and out the window.

Madame Rou pounced, her hand slapping against the wall, trying to catch the shadow.

"Please, please don't go out, don't hurt people anymore!"