"You and I, one must disappear. An Xian lowered his head. The big red hijab on her head moved without wind. "When I was born again, I was not physically dead. So, you, who I was a thousand years ago, still exist. This is not right. In this world, there can only be one leisure. Otherwise, it is disobedient to the way of heaven and will be punished by heaven. ”

The soul shuddered slightly. An Xian's momentum was too strong, making her extremely uncomfortable. She is still very weak, but during this time, she has been hiding under the aura of her future self, studying silently, and has come into contact with the world of cultivating immortals, and she has become a lot bolder.

The living soul whispered, "Rebirth through thousands of years is against the way of heaven. Although you are the future me, I did not choose to kill myself. If I didn't die, I wouldn't have become a ghost, and in the future history, there will be no you. But here you are. You see, we've been living together in harmony for eight months now, and we haven't seen any damnation. Why can't we go on like this?"

An Xianxin said: In the end, it is me, knowing that I am in a weak situation, the living soul has dismantled the existence that is against the way of heaven from a thousand years later, so that she knows that she is at a loss, and at the same time puts forward a proposal for coexistence. Sure enough, it's my style of doing things.

In the past eight months, An Xian has never shown any signs of personality splitting, and has always been harmonious and unified. It's because her thousand-year-old soul body is so powerful that she crushes her fragile sixteen-year-old soul to death. However, is there really no problem if it continues like this?

An Xian was silent. She knows her situation. With the help of the artifact, she traveled through the millennium, back to the time when her physical body was not dead. This is actually a kind of relinquishing, a kind of soul crossing.

If the physical body she crossed through was not herself, then, in the new physical body, there must still be the original soul of the physical body. She will naturally choose to devour the other party without hesitation and let herself live.

However, this "other" is now herself, the self she was when she was sixteen! If she devours the "other", then the sixteen-year-old self does not exist. Since she no longer exists at the age of sixteen, will she still have the peace of mind after a thousand years?

It's a paradox. If you kill yourself, can you still exist?

Also, it is also a paradox that her future leisure and her current leisure coexist with the sea of knowledge. It is a situation that should not occur under the nature of the Heavenly Dao.

"Let's go on like this, shall we?" said the sixteen-year-old soul softly. "It's just, can we forgive Brother Liyuan? Have you forgotten? How much he hurts me...... We ......"

An Xian hugged his head in pain. She remembered that she was sixteen years old, and she learned about the soul on the other side. At that time, he never resented Liyuan from beginning to end, but hated Yuque wholeheartedly.

"Why are you so stupid?" An Xian angrily rebuked the living soul.

The living soul was very stubborn this time. She said: "I have no objection to what you do, I will obey you." But I only have this one request, and I really love him. You don't want to continue to get entangled with Wuhua. ”

An Xian struggled painfully. This is herself when she was sixteen years old! How stupid and naïve! If it weren't for Wuhua reminding her that there was still an abyss buried deep in her heart, An Xian wouldn't have been able to realize the existence of this little guy at all.

"I should have known. When I came back, you weren't dead, I should have known you were still there!" God, you tell me, what will happen if I lose the younger me?

While she was struggling with peace, the living soul cautiously approached her. She gently lifted the hijab. "Ah!" she exclaimed, and sat down in terror. She had always wondered if the face covered under the big red hijab was really her future self? What would she look like in a thousand years? She had been hiding before, for fear that this self from a thousand years later would find out and dare not move. Now, when the truth is revealed, she is scared.

An Xian knew how terrifying he looked. She was hanged, and after becoming a ghost, she was no different from an ordinary hanged ghost.

An Xian ripped off the big red hijab, twisted his face viciously, and frightened his sixteen-year-old to jump away before he put away his long terrifying tongue and shut his mouth tightly.

In the eyes of the living soul, the female ghost's peaceful appearance is finally normal, but the eyeballs are still as sudden as dead fish eyes, and the lips and eyeliner are as black as ink. There was endless anger and resentment rolling in the pupils of a pair of eyes. The golden phoenix crown on her head couldn't suppress the terrifying effect on her face, but it was even more weird and terrifying.

An Xian sneered. "You're so used to seeing that beautiful face in the mirror, you never thought you'd be like this when you died, right? You know now?Why do I hate Liyuan so much!" her expression became even more hideous, and her voice was suddenly high-pitched and sharp, like the wail of a demon.

The thousand-year-old pain broke out in an instant, and An Xian couldn't help but let out a cry of sorrow. "He forced me! He locked the soul jade on me, and then forced me to death! He forced me to become like this!"

"Do you know how I have lived for a thousand years? Do you know how tormented I have been every day and every night? I have lived in seclusion, hidden in Tibet, unable to live, but unable to die......

"And now you tell me that you still love him, and that you want me to continue to love him?" Ghosts, no tears.

The sixteen-year-old soul waited for a while, until it was quieter, and then said, "Don't be sad. You tried, and you succeeded. You see, you're back, you've changed everything. ”

"No, nothing has changed!We are still pawns in Liyuan's hands!He will continue to manipulate us!" An Xian shook his head bitterly. "My rebirth is clearly in his calculations. He already knew that I would travel back. Perhaps, he knows about me and yours too. He sees two paradoxical souls in us, but he doesn't remind us!"

The living soul slowly stood up. She leaned in close again and raised her hand, wanting to touch An Xian's face. Tranquility avoided it.

The living soul said: "Your Wuhua Venerable also said it, you have to think about it from a different angle." You think, at that time, Brother Liyuan was only with me for three days, and I was in the Nanrong Palace, so he would inevitably be negligent. Moreover, you forgot, Brother Liyuan went out in a hurry that night. All this is not his fault at all, it is the fault of the Nanrong family. It's the fault of all the guards in the Nam Rong Palace!"

An Xian pushed away the living soul. "How stupid are you going to be, it's obvious that he deliberately turned me into a ghost! And Yuque, that despicable and shameless slut! They collaborated to turn me into a ghost!"

The living soul said, "It is your own choice to hang yourself. She pointed to the wedding dress on the female ghost, "Look, you dressed you up beautifully, put on the wedding dress at the wedding, and let yourself die......"

"Shut up! You don't use your pitiful life experience to teach me a lesson! That's your choice, not mine!" An Xian rebuked angrily. Obviously, this idiot dressed herself up like this a thousand years ago and ended herself with a rope, if she hadn't crossed back by herself, she would have been on the ghost path by now.