"Ruyi, do you really want to go in?"

Bai Wudao stood at the entrance of the secret realm filled with black fog, and wanted to persuade him one last time, "You couldn't be more aware of the danger of the Lethe Secret Realm. It's not worth ...... to take such a big risk in order to kill someone"

"I have a reason why I have to kill him. ”

A deep female voice came faintly, and a cold red shadow loomed in the fog, "Moreover, this is the only way to have a chance to kill him." ”

“...... I knew that he would become your inner demon and linger, and I should have been ruthless and strangled. ”

Bai Wudao sighed.

Guo Ruyi was silent.

She couldn't explain to Bai Wudao why she hated Nan Ming to the core, because it inevitably involved the secret of her rebirth.

Since you can't let go of hatred, you can only get rid of the obsession in your heart by slashing the enemy.

Lethe Secret Land can make a person forget himself, as if in a dream, immersed in the illusion of weaving.

However, after a long time, the self-consciousness will be slowly worn out, and you will truly become another person, and you will never be able to get your original self back.

"Eight years ago, I borrowed the power of Lethe River to sink into illusions, forget obsessions, and thus break through to the realm of supernatural powers. ”

She closed her eyes and muttered to herself, "However, forgetting for a while is nothing but self-deception...... Only when he dies can the hatred in my heart be truly erased. ”

But how easy is it to kill that person?

His climate has become a reality, his strength is unfathomable, and his luck is like the favor of heaven, and ordinary assassinations are difficult to achieve. Only a knife sharp enough could kill him.

Only she herself can be this knife.

When you re-enter Lethe, you forget your identity, your cultivation, and your obsession...... In this way, she can completely change her appearance without showing a trace of hatred and murderous intent, and approach him as another person.

He has lost his memory, and as long as he changes his appearance slightly, he will not be alerted.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

As long as you gain his trust, at the critical moment, hand out a fatal knife...... He will surely die!

"I went. ”

Guo Ruyi took a step forward, and his figure disappeared into the black mist.

Her voice also faded away in the haze, "Master, please arrange the next things." After five days, I'll come out as a different person. Her name is ......

"Auspicious. ”

......

......

"Sister Jixiang, Sister Jixiang?"

The shoulders were gently shaken, and the girl's crisp voice came to her ears.

When she opened her eyes, she was greeted by a simple firewood house, and a girl with twisted braids and a freckled nose, smiling at herself.

The girl was wearing the clothes of a servant, and when she smiled, she showed a small tiger tooth, and she looked a little silly.

"Koharu, what time is it?"

"It's almost noon. Sister Jixiang, didn't you say that you were going to send soup to Lord Sword Saint? If you don't go, you won't be able to catch up with the meal!"

"Hmm......"

Jixiang struggled to sit up, she only had one hand, so it was a bit laborious.

She dreamed again.

Or that it is not a dream, but just the woman in the dream, in this way, to remind herself not to forget - to approach that man, gain his trust, and give him a fatal knife at a critical moment.

This is the meaning of her existence.

"Koharu, let me come. ”

Ji Xiang took the firewood from the girl's hand and carefully added them to the fire one by one. The soup was simmering in the pot, and after a while, the fragrance filled the hall.

She scooped out a bowl and served it to the tray.

"Sister Jixiang, you cultivators are so powerful, you can be so flexible and powerful with one hand, unlike me, who is clumsy, always breaking plates, and being scolded by the chief manager......"

Koharu lay on the edge of the table, with a hint of envy in his eyes.

The auspicious movement paused slightly, and the girl suddenly realized that she seemed to have said the wrong thing.

He stuck out his tongue, rolled his eyes, and said, "According to me, Lord Sword Saint is too ruthless. You are so good to him, he doesn't seem to know that his heart must be made of stone......"

"People are big ghosts, what are you talking nonsense?"

Jixiang picked up the soup and walked out, ignoring this little ghost.

There was no poison in the soup.

This kind of inferior method is useless in ordinary times, and it will only startle the snake. The more important problem is that the man has never touched everything he has sent, and he will not even let him in at the door.

But she wasn't discouraged and just kept doing the same thing.

He stood in front of the door, but did not knock.

Not because there were no hands, but because she knew that the people inside had already discovered their arrival, and knocking on the door was just a superfluous move.

The courtyard where he lives is located in a remote area, and the environment is quiet, and he can't even hear the insects and birds.

Thinking about it this way, he must be a quiet person who does not like to be disturbed.

"Come in. ”

Just when Jixiang thought that this time she was going to return in vain, a deep voice came from inside the door for the first time, making her feel like she was in a dream.

The door opened without wind, she settled down, and Tingting walked into the room.

In the room, the sleek man sat cross-legged on the side of the desk, holding a book and reading.

His white hair, like flying frost, was frantically tied behind him, lining his whole person like a snowy peak on a distant mountain, lonely and unapproachable.

The further forward I go, the more I feel like I'm close to the abyss.

The auspicious footsteps unconsciously slowed down, stopped five feet away, and stood still.

"Put it down. ”

Nan Ming tapped his fingers on the desk, his voice was very soft, but with an indisputable sense of command.

Jixiang did as he was told, and took advantage of the opportunity to lean over, curiously wanting to peek into what book he was reading. However, at this time, she happened to turn the page, and she didn't see anything clearly.

The atmosphere fell into a moment of silence of embarrassment.

She stood there, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't dare to say it.

The entanglement of wanting to speak and stopping turned into a faint crimson on the face, like a peach blossom in spring, budding to be released, and the shyness made people feel pity.

"Why aren't you leaving?"

A faint voice came into Jixiang's ears, and the blush on her face faded into a pale of embarrassment: "I...... I'll get out of here!"

Nan Ming's gaze still didn't leave the book in his hand, and he turned another page: "I mean, why haven't you left here yet?"

Here, it refers to the Nan family.

Ji Xiang was slightly stunned, bit his lip lightly, and muttered, "I have nowhere to go." ”

"Where you came from, where you are going. ”

"The rules of the Golden Gate are strict, and they are very harsh on us people. This mission is not successful, after I go back, the thief saint will not let me go, not to mention, I have become half a waste......"

She said, showing a look of fear, shook her head, and pleaded, "Lord Sword Saint, I am willing to change my evil and return to the right, and serve your left and right for the rest of my life, I can be a cow or a horse...... I beg you, don't drive me away. ”

"You don't hate me?"

Nan Ming finally raised his head and looked at her, with some inquiry in his eyes.