These dead corpses are of different ages, male and female, tall, short, fat and thin, beautiful or ugly, not the same, but they are all wearing uniform clothes, white jade crowns, black and white, the previous serious and ruthless face, the moment they saw Shen Muchen, first experienced confusion and fear, and then turned into flattery and flattery in an instant.

Sunan Xing's eyes flashed through the door of the Lifelong Palace, opened and closed, rows of paper figures giggled, and carried the corpses outside the door into the coffin, and a biting cool breeze blew in the building······

A bold guess arose in his mind······

Where did all these bodies go, and were they really all sent home for burial?

Perhaps, the temple of life also refers to the contract of life, no matter life or death, no matter time, the person who died will always serve here until it disappears······

Of course, this idea was only fleeting, and it was scattered with the wind.

Sunan Star has not forgotten what is the most important thing now.

The anxious young man hurriedly leaned forward, "I, I, I want to find someone..." His voice trembled a little, "But I don't know where she is." ”

"Hehe, the two worlds of spirit and demon, and the Yuanyuan Pavilion can help you find it. ”

The messenger standing opposite Sunan Star should have been in the prime of life during his lifetime.

"What's the name of the person you're looking for?"

“·········” He didn't know.

After he was reborn, his name also changed, he didn't know, when Su Yao became Sunan Xing, Shen Ling, who would he become?

"I'm not sure. Sunan Xing said nervously, "··· Shen Ling. ”

If Shen Ling could hear the news that someone was looking for her, she would definitely understand, and Su Nanxing believed that Shen Ling was in another place, even if it was in another world, he must be trying his best to find himself.

It's just that Su Nanxing didn't turn his head to look at Shen Muchen, who was standing behind him at this time.

Shen Muchen frowned slightly when he heard the name, and a strange light suddenly crossed his eyes.

There was sadness and pain in this light, and there was hope, there was also joy, and there was a trace of loss that he had not even noticed······

At that moment, a wave of doubts arose in Shen Muchen's mind, why did this name, Shen Ling, make him feel so familiar?

Why, the moment Sunan Xing opened his mouth to say that name, his neck was numb and his heart tightened?

What is this feeling?

And what followed, Shen Muchen's heart was sour, Shen Ling, who is Shen Ling?

Is it a man? Is it a woman?

What is the relationship with Sunan Star?

Why did he care so much about that man? He ········· ？

Shen Muchen was a little curious and a little anxious. The two hands hidden under the wide sleeves were clenched tightly together, the joints of the bones clicked, and the right hand was unconsciously picking at the nail cover of the left hand.

"What does the other person look like?" the ghoul courier still laughed.

If ordinary people came to ask questions, they couldn't even tell the name of the person they were looking for, they didn't know for a while, and they weren't sure for a while, if they dared to play like this in the Yuanyuan Pavilion, he would have knocked people out of the door with a palm, and let him go across the world to see the scenery.

Although the messengers of the Abyss Pavilion were not alive, they did not breathe, and they did not have a heartbeat, but they were all sane and temperamental.

This Imperial Void Tower is mysterious and unpredictable, unparalleled, and the Crane Pavilion inside is made by one person, so naturally it will not put anyone in his eyes.

The same has always been true of the messenger of the Abyss.

But this time is different, this person was brought by the master, and their relationship does not look ordinary, in the eyes of the messenger, their master is the god emperor of the nine heavens, so this Sunan Xing, who is standing next to the emperor, is also a god-like person.

When dealing with the gods, it is natural to be respectful, with full sincerity, and everything the gods say is right, and they must listen carefully.

Sunan Xing, who didn't know that he had already worn the aura of the Heavenly God in front of the little messenger, scratched his head aggrievedly.

"Hmm······ I don't know what she looks like..."

“·········” The messenger was a little speechless. If he was still alive, he would definitely be choked in his chest by Sunan Xing.

And Shen Muchen, who had just stood beside him at this moment, secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Whew~ I don't know what the other party looks like, maybe the two of them haven't seen each other at all, haha, where did I go just now, what is there to worry about.

Sunan Xing's words made him so upset, his thoughts were flying, and he tasted some feelings that he had never felt before, what was wrong?

In the future, it can't be like this anymore·········

However, the next conversation made Shen Muchen completely crazy.

"What is your relationship with that person?"

If she were my wife, would it cause her trouble?

If Shen Ling is in this world, he is reborn in the body of a young lady who has not left the cabinet...

Su Nanxing thought about it, he couldn't cause trouble to Shen Ling, and his cheeks were red with shyness, so he only leaned forward and said softly: "This girl... She... She is my beloved. ”

He said it in a very small voice, but Shen Muchen still heard it.

Shen Muchen: "!!"

What voice in this world can hide from Shen Muchen?

What did he just say?!! beloved?! Didn't he even know the other person·········'s face?

Shen Muchen's mind was completely confused, his heart was like being soaked in a bottomless vinegar jar, and he was covered with a bunch of lemons, which was sour.

Shen Muchen stupidly didn't understand what this feeling meant and what it meant.

I just think it's very uncomfortable, unspeakably uncomfortable, he doesn't like this feeling...

His heart was surging, Shen Muchen's face was flushed, and he turned blue again.

But no matter what his heart was, he still stood quietly like that.

The nails are already bald.

I heard it wrong...

Thinking of this reason, Shen Muchen felt that he seemed to feel a little better, and it seemed that thinking like this would not be so blocked.

Seeing that this method had a little effect, Shen Muchen began to brainwash himself over and over again.

After thinking about it dozens of times, the "beloved" and "person" that Su Nanxing said seemed to be less clear.

"The New Man"···

Obviously it's not those four words...

Or maybe it's someone who trusts.

Or, or, someone you trust.

Yes!

What Su Nanxing just said is obviously a trusted person.

When a person lies to himself too many times in his heart, rubbing the facts repeatedly until his heart can hold it, the false will become extremely true.

Obviously, Shen Muchen is like this, and he is also convinced of it·········

"That's for you to find out. ”

The ghoul messenger said as he straightened the scrolls stacked on the table, spread them out with his hands, and swept his long sleeves over.

I saw that on the white scroll of paper, which was originally empty, after being brushed by the messenger's pale palm, lines and rows of fly-headed small letters began to appear.

These golden handwritings filled the surface of the roll in an instant, and then retreated like a tide, swept away by the wind, and a new round of names was blown.