Instead of getting the slightest explanation, the mystery of Ye Tingxi's life and death became more and more confusing.

Because in all books, there are always two names that always appear with Ye Tingxi's name-

Wind Kite and Mu Shen.

Every time they appeared, they must have followed behind Ye Tingxi, like a shadow.

Some people speculate that they are Ye Tingxi's apprentices, and some people speculate that they are Ye Tingxi's servants, but these are just guesses after all, and no one can give a definite answer.

The wind kite is a woman who always wears white clothes, with a cold face and a slender body, like a white snow lotus on a snow-capped mountain.

As for Mu Shen, he always covered himself in a pure black robe, and wore a jet-black cloak on his head, and his face was hidden under the tulle, which was faintly indistinguishable.

Dill found a wicker chair and sat down in front of the window. The windows are small, but the light is strong, and they crowd down from the limited space and land on the bare skin of the dill.

This time, the dill finally felt the temperature of the sun.

She could feel that the original owner's body was probably not as simple as an ordinary girl.

Inexplicable images often appear in her mind, and her heart often gushes with irrepressible anger.

Dill reached out and gently touched her heart, and a bold guess appeared in her mind.

What if, this pounding is not the heart?

This world is not a regular world that can be measured by common sense, there are many strange people and strange things here.

Dill remembered the strangeness of this body.

Extraordinarily sweet and tempting blood

Extraordinary five senses

Extremely easy to transform physique

Uncontrollable irritability

What is it that can have all of these qualities at the same time?

Perhaps, these thick ancient books in front of her can tell her the answer.

*

Yuhiri felt that he could no longer sit still, and that he had to find a way to suppress the spell in his body.

Through the thick, dark curtains, Yuhiri could still catch a glimpse of the clear sky.

A sunny day like this was originally not suitable for travel, but at the moment he couldn't care about it.

Yuhiri wrapped himself tightly from head to toe, covered with layers of black cloth except for a pair of cold green eyes that were exposed.

But even though he was so tightly wrapped, when he walked out of his castle and stood in the sun, he was still shivering from the biting sun.

Staring at the surprised gaze of the pedestrian, Yuhiri trembled and hurried forward.

He walked in such a hurry that he was unaware of the slightest changes taking place in his body.

The rays of light shining on his body, although they left behind a cold and piercing touch, they melted into his skin one by one, swimming in his blood, and melting the prohibition in his body little by little.

About a quarter of an hour later, Yuhiri arrived at the house of the wizard Heundor.

Heindo is the one who pulled Juhiri back from the line of life and death before, and is the most skilled dark wizard of the Vogatel family.

Without saying anything, looking at his pale face and crumbling body, Heindo began to treat him very solemnly