Some of the things that Si Yutian and Ye Luo had said to her before were all forgotten by her.

She is such a blind woman. I can't change it in this life.

Since God has given her the opportunity to meet him again, this time, she will not let go no matter what, and must hold on tightly!

Because, An Ruxia is no longer there.

Even if there is a Si Chen, An Ruxia has completely lost the qualification to compete with her!

She has a chance!

She wants to be with Yi Tian!

"The first time I used the Life and Death Mirror, my mental power seemed to be a little unsustainable." There was a trace of regret in Qin Xian's voice, "When I replenish my mental power, I'll ...... with you next time."

Before he finished speaking, in mid-air, the purple and black eyes gradually faded, and after three seconds, they completely disappeared.

The curvature of Si Yitian's lips deepened.

He was laughing.

"Huh."

He's still laughing.

"Huh."

The more he laughed, the happier he became, and in the end, it became a big laugh: "Hahaha!"

The laughter was so bold and so cheerful, that even the blood-colored water of the entire Soul Transformation Pool boiled together, turning into bright red waves, churning and blooming.

The ghost aura that almost went mad before, and the retrograde ghost has gradually recovered.

The red ball of energy light above his head, which represented the inheritance of the Infernal Ghost King, also gradually returned to normal, and continued to continuously transmit energy to him.

Attention, it's the delivery of energy!

It's not beating him, it's not whipping him!

Everything is the illusion of that wild girl. What was caught, what was injured, what was threatened, it was all the stupid girl's own wishful thinking.

"This girl, why didn't I find out before, she's quite cute."

The laughter turned into a light laugh.

The corners of Si Yitian's lips rose happily, and the whole person looked radiant.

An orange figure walked in from the outside. The man was carrying a dark red piano, an orange middle coat, a white robe, a black hair shawl, and a wooden hairpin in the shape of a guqin stuck in his left hair. He was extremely handsome, fair-skinned, soft-contoured, and covered with a white silk stick. The whole person exudes an indistinguishable atmosphere.

"What makes the sect leader so happy?"

As soon as he spoke, his voice was also neutral, without the slightest hint of weakness.

"Wu Mengsheng, weren't you beaten by that old thing Si Xuanmo, why did you come to the deity again in the blink of an eye?" Si Yitian's light gray eyes crossed a chuckle.

"The ghost has no face, how can his subordinates really be injured?"

The corners of Wu Mengsheng's lips hooked an elegant arc, he walked to the edge of the soul pool, sat down, and then took off the dark red piano and placed it on his lap, "Sect Master, what song do you want to listen to today?" ”

Si Yitian didn't even raise his eyelids: "Feel free."

"Then, my subordinates will play a song of phoenix begging for the phoenix." The dreamless business has a point, and the words are smiling

Si Yitian turned his gaze, and in his light gray eyes, there was a rare stried: "Don't be smart."

Wu Mengsheng laughed: "Why should the sect leader mind, his subordinates are just a violinist."

Si Yitian glanced at him: "Piano master? Patriarch of the Nightmare Ghost Clan, are you sure you're not making the deity laugh? ”

"Sect Master Neng Bo smiled, and he is also capable of his subordinates." Dreamless hooked his lips and replied fluently.