In a white space, a handsome man floating in the air suddenly opened his eyes that had been sleeping for a long time, and his glass-colored pupils looked cold and noble, revealing a trace of warmth and joy.

He raised his slender fingers, and the tips of his fingers were about to glow, as if he had touched Narao's body temperature before, and a smile involuntarily curled up on his lips.

"Qingqing...... I am back. ”

The man stepped out of the space that had been confined for a long time, but only two steps later, he appeared in a building.

Wuchen saw the man who suddenly appeared in front of him, and immediately rushed forward in surprise, turning into a snow-white phoenix bird and crying on Feng Mu's body: "Feng Mu! You're finally back! ”

Wangcai and Wanfu also flashed a flash of joy in their eyes, and looked at Feng Mu with some excitement.

Feng Mu, who had fused all the distractions, looked even gentler than before.

"Hasn't Qingqing come back yet?" Feng Mu stroked a handful of dustless phoenix feathers, and after looking around, his eyes fell on the world screen in the middle, frowning slightly.

The picture of the world screen is still frozen in the scene of the tombstone, I don't know what I thought, the gentleness in Feng Mu's eyes warmed up by three points.

Wangcai, as a system closely related to his own master, stared at the world screen: "It stands to reason that it should be back at this time......"

When Jiang Qing left this world, Wangcai had already checked the data fluctuations.

Jiang Qing is Ye Wuqing after amnesia, and after she completes the reincarnation of the first life, the memory blocked by the turbulence of time and space should also be restored.

The void space is born from the void tree, Ye Wuqing is connected to the void space, once he recovers his memory, Ye Wuqing will naturally return to the space.

But Feng Mudu has returned, and Ye Wuqing is still nowhere to be found.

In the previous world, Ye Wuqing's memory was not recovered completely enough, but in this world, the data fluctuations showed that it was enough for Ye Wuqing's memory to recover.

Wanfu: "Isn't there something wrong?" Or is the master too weak and not strong enough to cross the space and come back? ”

Wangcai: "I'll test it again." ”

Wangcai stretched out his short hand with the world screen, and the dense stream of data on it passed from his fingers into his body.

Suddenly, Wangcai's face became extremely ugly: "Oops! Someone snatched the soul of the Lord from me!! ”

The world screen suddenly emitted a thunderbolt of light, and a black vortex appeared inside, sweeping something madly.

"Damn it!"

Feng Mu's face changed drastically, and a silver light appeared on his body, sweeping towards the world screen, immediately trying to snatch it back from the whirlpool.

The building shook violently suddenly.

Wanfu and Wuchen decisively joined.

The overwhelmed world screen glowed with a dazzling seven-color glow, followed by a loud explosion, and a massive impact at the core slammed everyone away.

[Feng Mu, in the next world, let's make a bet, who will she choose. 】

After the explosion disappeared, an indifferent emotionless male voice suddenly appeared out of thin air.

Wangcai, who was thrown 77 scattered, widened his eyes, and the main god !!

Feng Mu's color was ugly and wanted to devour people: "Is it your ghost?" ”

[I tolerate you pestering her for several lifetimes, for this moment. In order to save your distraction, she softened her cold heart in several lifetimes, and learned to love in two worlds, and in the next life, she will have a heart. 】

Feng Mu sneered: "All this is your painstaking planning? It's a pity that Qingqing will never fall in love with you. ”

Feng Mu's fingers trembled uncontrollably under his sleeves, not fear, but anger, shock.

This person...... has done so much and designed all of this, interlocking, in order to let Qingqing have a heart?

The Ye family of the Void God Clan, born in the Mother of the Void Tree, takes the Void Tree as the body, and is heartless and ruthless. The people of the Ye family, how difficult it is to give birth to a heart. Moreover, once the people of the Ye family give birth to their hearts, their bodies and souls will undergo earth-shaking reversals, and this process requires sacrificial tribute.

[Hehe, let's make a bet, in the next world, who will she fall in love with with a heart. Those who lose become her sacrifices. The one who wins will have her completely. 】

Wuchen's pupils shrank: "Feng Mu, don't promise him!" ”

Sacrifice! This person wants Feng Mu to become a sacrifice for Ye Wuqing's divine body to grow a heart!

Feng Mu did not hesitate: "I promise you." ”

[See you in the next world.] 】

The man let out a low chuckle.

After the sound dissipated, Wangcai and Wanfu stayed in the curtain field, looking at each other.

Wuchen said angrily: "Feng Mu, are you crazy? That bastard is clearly scheming on you! Even if Ye Wuqing grows a heart, he won't fall in love with anyone! ”

Feng Mu chuckled: "I believe her." ”

Wuchen: "You're crazy! ”

Feng Mu looked at Wangcai: "Find her next world and send me over." ”

Wangcai looked at Feng Mu, then at Wuchen with an angry face, and finally his eyes fell on Wanfu.

Wanfu shrugged his shoulders: "Then Wang An and Lord Feng Mu, I think it is more likely that the master will choose Feng Mu Darao." ”

………

The night was dark and windy, and the wind was gusting.

A round of moon hides behind dark clouds, the moonlight is not completely obscured on the road where there is not a car driving by, and the half-human-high weeds on both sides of the road are swishing, and it seems that some non-human creature may emerge at any time, which is completely a scene from a horror movie.

A dilapidated van wobbled to a halt on the side of the road.

Ye Wuqing jumped out of the car across the bulging canvas bag, and she was followed by a thin teenager with frizzy and dry hair, so thin that only skin and bones remained. Carrying a cloth bag about the same height as him, it was pressed heavily on his back, as if he would be crushed if he took one step. The old clothes that had been washed and could not be seen to be colored, were obviously a size larger, and hung empty.

"Master, there won't be any ghosts here, right?" The young man shuddered, followed behind Ye Wuqing with a cower, and looked at the gloomy surroundings in fear.

It's summer, but there's a biting chill here.

Ye Wuqing rolled his eyes, "Aren't you talking nonsense, why am I here if there is no ghost?" ”

As soon as the words were finished, a gust of yin wind swirled around the two, and the cold swishing cold penetrated into the bones.

The young man shuddered, and then heard Ye Wuqing waving his hand in front of him, and scolded: "Get out of here, Lao Tzu has something to do today, and I don't have time to pay attention to you ghosts, so I can play at the same time." ”

Looking at the past from his point of view, he could just see his master Ye Wuqing's even paler face at night, that gorgeous and excessively bright face was like a ghost that grabbed people's hearts at night, with a black cloth blindfold in his eyes, which looked weird and charming, and his lips went up and down, scolding at the swishing empty air.

The boy suddenly felt a yin wind blowing past him.

So the boy trembled even more, like a sieve.

Good, so scared.