Qi Xiyan didn't continue to speak, but his eyes were fixed on Meng Ziyu, and he kept giving him a look and asking him not to speak.

Meng Ziyu glanced at Qi Xiyan, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked up a touch, and said quietly: "Brother Yan, why do you still want to hide it now?" This matter has nothing to do with you, why do you want to take it on you? ”

After speaking, Meng Ziyu turned his head to look at Ye Yuhan, and said, "I should call you Yihuang now!" The part of your lost memories should be found in the Demon Realm, after all, it was your former home! ”

Ye Yuhan did not make a sound.

Because at this time, her expression has softened, and the anger on her face has long disappeared.

Now she is Ye Yuhan, not Yihuang!

"Little Seven!"

Qi Xiyan immediately shouted.

Hearing the sound, Ye Yuhan glanced at Qi Xiyan lightly, but his face was cold, without any emotional ups and downs.

"I've heard everything you say!"

Ye Yuhan said lightly.

"Xiao Qi, don't be afraid, I will save you!"

Qi Xiyan hurriedly said.

"I'm her, she's me, how can I save me? From today onwards, we will return to the bridge, and the road will return to the road, and each has nothing to do! ”

The night rain said in a deep voice, and all the attachment under his eyes was swept away.

"Little Seven ......"

Qi Xiyan exhaled lowly.

But when Ye Yuhan raised his head again, he returned to that indifferent look.

Now, she has become one with Yihuang.

And some memories that don't belong to her are gradually becoming clearer.

She can feel Yihuang's anger and hatred, but unlike Yihuang, she still retains a trace of her own sanity.

It's just that because her strength is too weak, she was sealed in a corner by Yihuang and can no longer control her body.

Night Rain coldly withdrew his gaze, and then turned into a wisp of black gas and disappeared into the air.

Qi Xiyan was about to follow, but was stopped by Meng Ziyu.

"What are you doing? Do you want to go with you at this time? You don't want to die? ”

Meng Ziyu said in a deep voice.

"Xiao Qi is in danger, I don't know how to ignore it!"

Qi Xiyan said in a deep voice.

"She is no longer a prisoner Ye Yuhan, but the former demon king Yihuang, haven't you woken up yet? Can you manage the affairs of their demon world? ”

Meng Ziyu roared.

Qi Xi Yanmo.

He opened his mouth, but he didn't say a word.

After Ye Yuhan left the edge of the cliff, he looked around for the entrance to the demon world.

But at this moment, there was a burning sensation in her body.

She had to take a short break and adjust a little.

She casually found a ruined temple and prepared to recuperate.

But the burning sensation became more and more intense, and for a while, some sporadic fragments flashed through her mind.

In the picture, the original spirit is being burned by karmic fire.

In this way, demons, immortals, and gods can be wiped out.

Even if you are lucky and leave your life, you will still be burned by karmic fire all the time, and this sense of powerlessness, no matter how powerful the mana is, cannot be improved, unless it is death!

"Ahh Damn, if it reminds me of who burned me with this fire, I'm going to kill him and break his bones and scatter ashes! ”

Yihuang cursed in a low voice, she didn't have the strength to recuperate at all, and the burning sensation from the depths of her soul made her can't help but roll in place.

At this time, there was a sound of conversation outside the ruined temple, and I saw footsteps approaching.

A moment later, several unkempt beggars appeared in the ruined temple.

As soon as they entered, they saw a woman with a beautiful face rolling on the ground, and she looked very uncomfortable, because of the struggle, her clothes were disheveled, and even large areas of fair skin were exposed to the air.