The world was pitch black, and Ding Wuwu walked alone, not knowing where he was going or when he could stop.

"Who am I? Where am I? Her voice echoed again and again, but no one could answer her.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in her ears, "Ding Wuwu, Princess Ling, the Spirit King's army failed, Princess Ling is missing, where are you!" It is said that you have taken a lot of treasure with you, when will I be able to make a fortune too? ”

This voice was so familiar, Ding Wuwu's mind was blank, and the only thing he remembered was Princess Ling. Who is Princess Ling? What happened to the Spirit King?

The moment she opened her eyes, she couldn't adapt to the strong light at all, and narrowed her eyes slightly, where is this?

Sitting up, it was pitch black all around, and she seemed to have walked out of that nightmare, but she was even deeper into it.

Time passed little by little, she didn't feel hungry at all, and she didn't have the desire to speak.

"Princess? Are you awake? An old voice rang out, and a faint light lit up the room.

"Who are you? Am I a princess? Ding Wuwu's voice was hoarse, with a little lowness, as if he hadn't spoken for a long, long time.

I only saw that it was an old servant who spoke, he was dressed in a pitch-black robe, with his waist bent, and he performed the oldest etiquette in front of Ding Wuwu, with only respectful eyebrows and eyes, "Back to the princess, the slave is the heir of the fifth generation of the spirit princess guard." ”

That's right, they have been guarding the Spirit Princess for generations, and they have been expecting the Princess to wake up for generations, and then lead them to seek justice for the Spirit King.

"You say I'm the Spirit Princess? What's wrong with me? "Ding Wuwu doesn't like the number of five generations very much, isn't she already very old?" So how old am I? ”

"If you return to the spirit princess, you are already over a hundred." The servants were very proud, their spirit princess was the princess chosen by God, and only the princess was qualified to sit in that position.

"Two hundred?" Ding Wuwu quickly calculated in his mind, according to the fifty years old of each generation, then she is at least two hundred and fifty years old, but it won't be that they can't live at the age of fifty, right?

"Back to the princess, to be exact, you are already one hundred and sixty-eight years old. There have been five generations of dynastic changes. The servant replied in a low voice, "The minions have been waiting for you to wake up for generations, and today is finally the time." ”

"Wait, I remember you said I was the Spirit Princess? What about the Spirit King? Ding Wuwu felt very unfamiliar with such a character as the Spirit King, and even felt a little angry in her heart, although she didn't know why.

"Princess, have you forgotten? It is because the prince was murdered that you will be heartbroken and fall into a deep sleep. ”

"Really?" Ding Wuwu was very unfamiliar with this, "So where is it now?" ”

"Back to the princess, this is Lingjiang."

"You go out, I want to stay for myself." Ding Wuwu didn't believe what the servant said, he couldn't believe it at all, and when he woke up, she was already a married woman? Or a widow with a dead husband? It's disgusting.

But if not, then who is she? Ding Wuwu had a very vague picture in his mind, what was that?

The picture of a man and a woman, the man seems to like to provoke the woman, the woman doesn't like the man very much, but she doesn't really hate him.

"Who's that?" Her mind was full of doubts, and no one answered.