"Cloud Continent, Nanzhao Kingdom, Wushuang City, Youchen Family, Younier, the Body of the Yin, the Life of the Extreme Yin."

Sure enough, the main god of the Nine Shadows Abyss, no matter where his life falls, is the most yin.

"This time the circle is opened, her body will fall into a deep sleep, and when I bring her out of the chaotic space, you will place her in the Nine Shadows Abyss, which is the right place for her to stay, and it can speed up the return of her soul." Feng Hua commanded.

Shenluo nodded and agreed, the space in the world is under the control of Fenghua Shengzun, and the chaotic space that others can't enter, but Fenghua can be like entering the realm of no one.

Everything was arranged, and when Mi'er opened the magic circle, Feng Hua appeared in the chaotic space for the first time.

The space was ethereal, a bit like when God the Father had not yet opened the world.

The Holy Venerable raised his hand casually, and the space gradually became clearer, not far away, quietly lying out of thin air a beautiful woman, with long hair hanging down softly, and a bewitching red dress, like a blooming Manzhu Sahua.

Fenghua Shengzun felt a little timid about home, and walked forward step by step, finally approaching the graceful body.

The delicate face is the same as it was back then, there is no change, but inside this shell, it has long been imperfect, and the most important thing is missing.

Feng Hua gently grabbed Mo Yue's body and let her lean on her, and the two of them sat quietly like this.

"I erased all your memories of me, but you remember one thing, and that is that you want to die." Feng Hua stroked Mo Yue's hair, gentle as water, and then gritted her teeth a little: "I can only live with you, so even if you forget me, do you want to keep me?" ”

"But I'm not going to let you get away with it." Feng Hua smiled evilly, his dark red eyes were full of conspiracy.

~~~

Three hundred and twenty-one years of Nanzhao!

On the night of July 15th! Midyear Festival!

The lake shimmers in the moonlight.

On a big tree not far from the lake, Younier was tied haphazardly, her head hung down drowsily, her clothes were a little untidy, revealing her white and smooth shoulders.

"I'm afraid, I'm going to disappoint you again?"

Younier's eyelids moved, she opened her eyes, raised her head, and some hoarse voices spit out from her thin lips, so cold that there was no trace of temperature.

Her eyes were shining in the night, and in the hazy night, half of her face could be vaguely seen, dark and a little terrifying.

The moon gradually seemed to be covered with a red mist.

A few crows were heard, desolate and bone-chilling.

There was still some pain in the back of her head, and Yu Nier's little hand struggled in the rope for a moment, and she pulled out her hand in a strange posture and rubbed the back of her head, only then did she fully wake up and look at the surrounding environment, which was a little strange.

At night, the lake was quiet, her face was sweaty and a little sticky and uncomfortable, and she stepped forward to wash her face.

A bat flew around her a few times, and she chased it away with her hands.

In the middle of the lake, there was a claw that Younier couldn't see and slowly moved over, white and pure, like a human hand bone.

When she took the water to drink, the hand bones tried to grab her hand and drag her into the water, but just as she finished drinking and was about to get up, the pointed hand bones of the claws only touched the back of her tender hand vigorously, making a cut.

A drop of blood on the back of the hand dripped on the hand bone, and then slipped into the water, the water gurgled and boiled, and the hand bone in the river shrank into the water as if it had been burned by fire, and quickly fled back to the middle of the river.

In the middle of the river, there were two conversations that ordinary people could not hear.