He looked at me with a deep gaze. I was stunned by his gaze.

I hesitated, "What?"

He suddenly smiled: "I, Yu Hui, am the owner of this island, if you like it, you can come over whenever you want, there are no restrictions on you here." ”

I coughed dryly, not knowing how to speak for a moment, and I couldn't remember how to get the information I wanted out of his mouth.

He was unhurried, his ink-like brows stretched out, and his eyes looked like autumn peach blossoms: "Her white hair is better than snow, and the color of her eyes is different from yours, I wonder if the girl has ever seen it?"

He spoke calmly, but it sounded like a thunderclap in my head, and then several memories came flooding back to me. Those are things I don't want to delve into.

But I know the man he is talking about.

When I was sent to the demon world, I once saw a white-haired woman in a dream, and I think it was her.

In fact, Mt. Kongsang experienced a very serious attack a few years ago. It has always been common for monsters to attack Kongsang, but that time it was not the demons who attacked Kongsang, but humans. The moon was dark and the wind was high, and the eight major rivers and lakes gathered to raid at night and sweep the empty mulberry mountain. The attack was tragic and dark, and the dark roar made the mountains collapse, and the wind and clouds changed color. The demons and monsters retreated, and they didn't dare to come out.

Kongsang Mountain originally had an enchantment, and I have always lived in seclusion, until now I don't know how those people found the location of Kongsang. During that battle, I fainted to death. When I woke up, it had been a few days, and the mountain was already covered with a layer of red snow, with a fishy smell and a bloody mist.

It was a battle with a huge disparity in strength, but in the end it ended in a victory for Kongsang. All of the eight major sects were slaughtered in this battle, and none of them were spared. After that, a new barrier was formed around Kongsang, and with the support of my powers, I almost cut off all contact with the outside world. Although there were heavy casualties, fortunately, all the people who were seriously injured but not dead were rescued by me, so they did not shake the foundation of Kongsang.

As the head of the family, I had twelve guards by my side, although there were also vacancies to replace them, but in that battle, I lost ten at once, and only the two brothers and sisters were left. Today's twelve guards were all selected and filled later. Those ten people were dead while I was unconscious, and there was no way to save them, so even I was helpless about it.

The second uncle suffered a strange knife wound in the abdomen during this battle. There was a faint purple light from the wound, and I could not restore it with my power. I've tried other methods, and I'm still the same, not lethal, but not healable, and the injuries are extremely treacherous. In addition to this, I found similar wounds on the corpses of the guards.

After that battle, no one dared to mention it in front of me, and the past was like empty dust, which would eventually be buried by heavy snow. But since then I have been more strictly guarded, and the hand that serves to bind my hair has become less flexible, and when I am idle, I can make the legs and feet of the whole room tremble when I am free.

I've always had a good temper, and it's impossible to have anything to do with them, but the people around me have always changed around, and in the end there are only three or two people who are familiar with me.

It's easy for people to think that they are smarter than everyone else, and they think that if I block the news, I won't know anything. Thinking I don't know, they can blame me. There's a demon living in my body, and I don't feel it myself. What I really feel terrible is that this demon may not be able to distinguish between me and me. If I didn't know this, how could I be willing to live in such a cage since I was a child?

When I was younger, there were times when I was reluctant to help strangers. Probably because I was ignorant at that time, I just felt that I was very tired of treating people, I was very tired of practicing, I was very tired of studying, I didn't know that I had the ability, I didn't understand the preciousness of life, and I was just a poor character. When the old patriarch taught me, he said, "Heaven does not take it, but suffers from it", I didn't understand its meaning at the time, so that when I found out about her appearance, I always stubbornly thought that this was because of my ignorance, and God made me suffer the "blame".

I have been the god of empty mulberry since I was born. But when the clansmen really saw that I had the ability to "hold life" with one hand and "control death" with the other, they avoided me and talked about it differently.

I've made a lot of excuses for them, most likely, because I can't control the power of destruction. I knew I didn't have the power to control her, she was far more powerful than me.

I have only seen her in the world of consciousness, white clothes and white hair, cold and noble, and a simple ice sapphire forehead ornament sets off her even more exquisitely. When killing, her left eye will turn into a cold blue pupil, and her right eye will be as red as blood. The strange blade in his hand lay horizontally in front of him, emitting an extremely faint purple light, reflecting the delicate finger guards on the tail fingers. looks awe-inspiring and empty, like a god of war, more like a god of killing.

She seems to be killing for the sake of killing, every look and movement is covered with cold, and even the air around her body seems to be frozen, beautiful to the extreme, glamorous but not demonic, but intimidating.

I've always been reluctant to remember her, because when she appears, it means death is coming.

It turned out that her name was Shan Junhuang.

Letting the memories churn, I froze in place, unable to understand why the strange man in front of me knew her. Yuxuan, I think I've only seen him once. But in the past 20 years, not to mention that I have never gone down the mountain, if I have really provoked such a bright man, it is impossible for me to be so cold and have no memory. As for the last glance before I strayed into the demon world, he should have only seen my white veil covered face, and he shouldn't have known me.

The location of Kongsang became irrelevant at this moment, I wanted to unravel the mystery of my body, unravel the mystery of Shan Junhuang, and the Yu Shen in front of me was the key. For this reason I cannot go back to Kongsang now, or it will be too difficult for me to see him again.

In this way, it becomes that I have to ask for him. I easily saved a little smile, for fear that I was not tactful enough: "I wonder if I can tell the little girl, how did the son know her?"

I tried my best to restrain myself, and I didn't tremble because the lines were too twisted and I couldn't continue.

The corners of his mouth curled, and he smiled: "You're not her, why should I tell you?"

I saw that I was also out of whacks, my fingertips buckled the bark behind me, my heart was horizontal, and I simply said: "If I am her, can you say it?"

Yu Shen was stunned for a moment, smiled, and his slender fingers brushed away a strand of hair in front of my forehead, and after a long time, he said leisurely: "You want me to say, then do you still count your promises to me?"