Blackball laughed wildly, secretly smug. "You'll never guess." After speaking, his sieve-like figure faded away—the Dark Dust Mass, the unique stealth skill of the Ming Sect, allowing them to manipulate the rhythm of the battle as they wanted—until they were completely invisible, and the black ball was facing He Yuting's side, as if they were afraid that she would pounce on her at any time. He Yuting was motionless, secretly funny, as long as there was a soul devouring nail inserted in the soul body, no matter how far she ran, her soul power would be taken away. And the Soul Eater Nail is a magic weapon that has existed since she was demonized, which is equivalent to her clone. People who fall from the fairy world into the demon world are extremely rare, but they are also extremely powerful, known as "heavenly demons", heavenly demons have their own unique doppelganger magic weapons, He Yuting's is the Heavenly Demon Soul Devouring Nail.

The neighborhood of the station site gradually quieted down. The shadows that had remained began to gather. They were indistinctly shouting the same word, and it took careful recognition to hear them shouting—"helper." He Yuting was confused, but she also turned her head as if she was inspired. The white ball had floated in front of her eyes, and she could see through a layer of black mist. It was a spherical halo of light, wrapped in a familiar figure. He Yuting's internal organs were instantly stirred together, and she couldn't tell if it was because of the pain caused by excessive hunger, or because of emotions similar to hunger that distorted her internal organs. She could feel a hunger and thirst from the monster's instincts, a longing for flesh and blood, and a soul full of aura...... That white ball looked like good bait.

A woman flew into the white ball.

He Yuting was stunned.

"Helper, Yulang, he ...... Why did Gyokuro ......" The woman kept sobbing.

"Nine girls, calm down."

He Yuting's attention was all focused on the woman. She doesn't look like anyone else. In He Yuting's current vision, this world is black and white, and black accounts for the majority. But no matter how the color is different, whether it is bar or spherical, it is like viscous gas, and if it is clear, it will rise and fall. But the woman who pounced on the white ball had a substance. She looked like a clay statue that had been pinched out. When she raised her head, He Yuting could still see her facial features, no one else had facial features, only she had. However, her delicate facial features seem to be carefully drawn by a craftsman, which is not smart enough and very stiff. Who is she? He Yuting was stunned. Pulling one out of the black shadows, he walked up to the woman and said in a joyful-sounding voice, "Nine girls, don't cry. Come back with us first. ”

The woman shook her hand and broke free from the shadow, and instead looked up at the top of the white ball with a sob. "Helper, please, avenge Yulang. Be sure to avenge Gyokuro! She gritted her teeth, but He Yuting felt amused. Does she really know who Gyokuro is? As soon as this thought passed, He Yuting was stunned for a moment. Feel like you just made the same emotion not long ago?

As if sensing He Yuting's gaze, the woman suddenly looked over. The two of them were stunned for a moment at the same time. The woman suddenly plunged into the mist of Soul Eater Spikes. Outside the fog, all kinds of exclamations came and went. Maybe it was because the airtight encirclement was opened by a woman, and this time He Yuting heard the voice much clearer.

"Nine girls!"

"Nine Heavens!"

Nine Heavens ...... Black? He Yuting looked at the face that was suddenly magnified several times in surprise, she was very impressed by this name! But where did she hear the name?

"It's all you!" As soon as he rushed into the black mist protection circle, Jiuxiao Xuan raised his hand and slapped He Yuting. "If it weren't for you......"

"Enough!" The person in the white ball suddenly made a move and dragged Jiuxiao Xuan back. After carefully examining Jiu Xiaoxuan's hand, he pushed the person to the black shadow next to him. "Huang Qiu, take her back. You all go back. I'll leave it to me...... Dispose. "The people around him receded like the waves of the receding sea. He Yuting silently looked at the human figure in the white ball. He was taller than her, so the angles of their gaze were different. He Yuting has to look up, and the people in the white ball need to look down.

For a long time, none of them spoke. He Yuting wanted to ask who he was, but her mind was really blurred and she forgot how to make a sound. She waited for the other side to speak first. When he opened his mouth, she naturally answered, and maybe she would speak. The first formed monsters are like this.,Ignorant of many things.,But the ability to learn and absorb is very strong.,Just look at a beginning and be able to imitate it.。 Monsters perceive things around them in a way that is very different from other races.

Although He Yuting had forgotten everything, she clearly understood that she was just a monster. And she knows how much the world dislikes monsters, because she herself is very disgusted with her appearance. Monsters are born to be ostracized and hated, and even they look down on themselves.

The moonlight falls silently. Through the curtain of fog formed by the Soul Eater Spike, the asphalt world filled with moonlight was beautiful, and they became solid silver snowflakes, emitting a soft shimmer similar to that in front of them, falling silently. Before sticking to the object, the moonlight flips beautifully in the air, like an elegant and playful elf. Most of the moonlight merged, blending into the white sphere. I don't know if it's a psychological effect or something wrong, He Yuting only felt that the halo in front of her was getting more and more dazzling, illuminating her self-defilement. She couldn't help but wonder: if she ate all this great halo, would she also be assimilated into the same color? He Yuting suppressed her instinct so that she would not suddenly pounce on and bite the neck of the white figure. She had a feeling that there was flesh and blood in that ball, and there was a coveted soul.

God, what have I become?

The heart, which had been frozen for a long time, suddenly throbbed. He Yuting's pupils shrank, and she saw the person in the white light stretching out her hand towards her—she hurriedly stepped back, avoiding that hand. Bai Guang's hand stopped in mid-air and did not put it back.

"Xuan?"

He Yuting looked at him coldly.

"Little Five?"

He Yuting's figure shook.

The man seemed to have found the trick and called again: "Come back, Little Five." ”

Return? He Yuting secretly felt strange, wasn't I here? Then she gasped, no wonder she reacted when she heard Xiao Wu, this is her name! Suddenly, she felt a clear trickle suddenly welling up in her heart, although it was not enough to wash away the gloomy black fog that had accumulated in her heart, but she did have something more in her heart. Hot tears welled up in her eyes. He Yuting looked at Bai Guang in a daze, and opened her mouth with difficulty: "You...... Who is it? ”

The white shadow faded from the light, revealing a man. Looking at that familiar and heart-wrenching face, He Yuting's thoughts suddenly returned to thousands of years ago.

"Xuan! It's me! A pained look appeared on the man's face.