Zhu Bing's footsteps stopped and looked at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him.

She seemed to have guessed right.

Su Bai's gaze fell on Nan Ji's body.

There was a momentary surge of emotion in the gray eyes, but soon, it returned to its blandness.

He didn't say a word, just looked at her.

Nan Ji was caught off guard by the person who suddenly appeared.

She stroked her hair with her right hand.

The white satin covering the eyes is particularly conspicuous.

The voice is nonchalant

"Hey, isn't it time to let go?"

Subai did not answer.

But his gaze shifted from her blindfolded eyes to her injured right cheek, and then to her right hand.

The tone of the voice, such a familiar breath, and the faint aroma emanating from the body.

It's her, you can't be wrong.

It's just ······.

Thin lips slowly confided

"Eyes, how?"

Listen closely, the usual indifferent tone softens.

Nan Ji listened to his voice and paused.

This voice, this breath, familiar is not good.

She lifted her hand and touched his chest.

Of course, he touched his clothes for a long time and didn't touch anything.

Finally touched his hand.

Cold, cold.

The pearl of the night?

Lips curled into a smile.

Then, he reached out and removed the white satin covering his eyes.

Behind Su Bai, the bright light of the bonfire pierced Nan Ji's eyes with a pain.

She just opened her eyes, then closed them again.

This time, though, the brow furrowed.

Then, it opened up again like an undead heart.

She stared at Su Bai vigorously.

After watching it for a long time, how can you ······ Not bright?

Admit a mistake? Not the pearl of the night?

After looking at it carefully for a long time, there was indeed not the slightest light on his body.

She pursed her lips.

Ah, not the pearl of the night.

Then he put the white satin over his eyes.

It's just that the breath on his body is too familiar.

She couldn't help it, stretched out her white and tender little hand, and touched the back of his hand several times.

Subai grabbed both of her hands.

Nan Ji's action just now, it is obvious that her eyes can be seen.

He pulled the man closer, throat rolling

"Recognizable?"

Nan Ji spoke casually

"Who are you?"

As soon as she said this, the body of the man in front of her paused.

Just a moment of silence before speaking

"Subai."

Nan Ji nodded, looking like she understood.

Then, you have to withdraw your hand.

As a result, this draw was not drawn.

Then listen to Subai's indifferent voice

"It's just that after changing places, the demon king is going to turn his face and deny it?"

This familiar tone of voice at the time of anger.

There is also the title of the demon king.

If she said it, she thought that the name Subai just happened to have the same name and surname.

That now means that Shubai came to this world with her.

Why doesn't he light up? And she remembered that the Night Pearl had passed away.

Nan Ji smacked her lips

"You can't be sent by him, can you?"

Was this a thing sent by the Night Pearl to test her?

If she left with him, would Night Pearl be able to turn over and use it to press her?

Suddenly, Nan Jiao's brain hole spread.

The little black dragon didn't expect that Lord Shubai would be resurrected and come to this world with him.

Unexpectedly, the host still felt that Lord Night Pearl was lying to her.

The host doesn't seem to recognize this person as Lord Shubai.

Gradually an idea arose.

Under normal circumstances, everyone relies on face recognition.

But the host is not an ordinary person.

It is very likely that she just looks at whose body is bright, who is the pearl of the night.

As for the appearance or something, I didn't care much about it.

So she can't recognize it now?

(End of chapter)