No way.

Bai Ling frowned, subconsciously feeling that it had misremembered.

Twilight glanced at her, and then asked, "Why do you say she's the Falling Sun Pill Furnace?" ”

This question caused the bubble to boil again.

"She talked to that star monarch!"

"yes, it's in that hole."

"After she left, the Falling Sun Dan Furnace was gone, and she was the Dan Furnace."

“……”

Listening to their gossip, Bai Ling frowned tightly, and couldn't help but speak, "I talked to him, but the last time, it was back to ......."

Valley of Wan.

Almost all at once, something was connected, and combined with the gossip told by these resentful spirits, a patchwork story became more or less complete—

One day two hundred years ago, Shura Yuan suddenly changed, Tianshun Xingjun captured some of the resentful spirits, suppressed them at the bottom of the cave in the Valley of Ten Thousand Valleys, and let them only talk about rumors about her, until Yujing's wandering spirit was also captured by him, and when he heard that the master he once relied on so much was actually the culprit who caused the destruction of the country in Nanling, he was so sad and indignant, and vowed to do everything possible to take revenge. He signed some kind of contract with Tianshun Xingjun, reincarnated as the Ghost King, and destroyed the Hades who was in charge of investigating the matter......

In this way, the whole thing is logical.

But what about motivation?

Bai Ling couldn't help but think of the day she found the Falling Sun Furnace, and it was also on that day that Tianshun Xingjun followed her messenger and told her that everything should be careful, and Beigong would always have a place reserved for her.

After a moment of silence, Bai Ling found a reason, "It may be a disillusionment technique." ”

Twilight looked at Pisa on the ground and asked, "Is that so?" ”

He unraveled the spell that had been cast on Pisha.

Feeling that his body was light, Pisha jumped up from the ground and raised the Tianshan bell in anger, but was restrained by a backhand from Twilight.

There are no superfluous moves, just a simple flip of the wrist and the elbow, but Pisa can't break free, secretly using spiritual power, it can't work, he can't use his strength, a little better than just now, his mouth can speak freely.

However, it is still controlled by others, and it is no different at all.

Pisha couldn't breathe in hatred, his chest heaved violently, his eyes were red, and he glared at them viciously, "What the hell do you want?!" ”

Ignoring Bai Ling's surprised gaze, Twilight repeated the question, "I ask you, is that so?" ”

"Why should I tell you?!" Pisa smirked, evoking a sarcastic smile, "She also admitted just now, these are not rumors, they are facts, since they are facts, why bother with details?" ”

Twilight asked, "You don't want to know why he chose you?" ”

"I don't want to." Pisha replied without hesitation, "I just need to know that I don't hate the wrong person, and that's enough." As for what is wrong with each other, I don't care, and I don't bother to know. ”

Twilight nodded, "So you admit that he is Tianshun Xingjun." ”

Pisa was silent for no reason, then snorted softly, "What about admitting it, what can you do with him?" ”

Twilight was about to speak, but Bai Ling suddenly said, "It's not him." ”

Her partiality made Twilight frown slightly, "Why don't you believe it, he ......"

Before he finished speaking, she interrupted in a loud voice, "I can't believe it! ”

Her expression was different, and the light and shadow in the cave were reflected in her pupils, disordered, full of stubborn stare.

She was angry.

Sensing this, Twilight couldn't help but ease his expression, but he still didn't let go, "Why?" ”

If it had been in the past, he would never have asked and upset her, but at this moment, the words have come to this, and he just wants to know the hidden meaning behind this "can't".

Bai Ling also realized that her emotions were out of control, and she stabilized her mind slightly, she looked directly at the twilight, and said seriously, "Because it can't be him." ”

There was a gloom between her eyebrows, but she accentuated her tone a little, and said slowly, "He has helped me a lot, even my master...... A long time ago, I was a very important master, and when he passed away, I couldn't rush back, and he helped organize the funeral. ”