Next to the Ash Hall of the School Palace, Ling Jinxi held the sword in the sheath, waiting for the School Palace's treatment.

However, it seems that something big has happened in the School Palace, and everyone is in a hurry, and they have no time to care about him.

Ling Jinxi stood quietly on the side, listening silently.

"Will that guy go home with the students who came home?"

"The city guards of Yucheng have been notified, and now Yucheng has been blocked......

"Be sure to find it quickly!"

In the midst of the hustle and bustle, a steward squeezed in front of Ling Jinxi and began to ask, "Are you the student who was attacked today?"

"Yes."

Soon, the steward recorded everything, and asked Ling Jinxi to leave quickly, "You also saw that the school palace lost something important today, and the school palace will have to deal with this matter later."

"Then I'll go back first, thank you." Ling Jinxi was very polite and indifferent, he was not surprised by the result of such a treatment.

Weiyang School Palace seems to have lost something very important, how important is it?

Anyway, it's more important than Ling Jinxi's attack.

Ling Jinxi never bothered with the affairs of the outside world, he was not afraid of attacks, nor was he afraid of any provocation, he was a sword cultivator, he only believed in himself.

Seeing that the palace gate of the school palace had been closed, Ling Jinxi sighed, he still had a bed in the dormitory of the school palace, after the previous incident, Ling Jinxi was the only one left in that dormitory, he would occasionally go there for a lunch break, it seemed that he had to go there tonight, and deal with it for one night first.

The first moment he walked into the dormitory, Ling Jinxi reflexively wanted to draw his sword, but he finally held back, slowly turned around and closed the door, and flicked his fingers to light the spirit stone lamp.

A pitch-black figure sat on the ground next to Ling Jinxi's bed, and there was a small bulge on the bed, which should be those cubs.

During this time, they seemed to be having a bad time, the yellow-green robe on the pitch-black figure was gone, and the jet-black body was covered with various scars.

Ling Jinxi didn't speak, but just stepped forward and draped his big over it.

It slowly turned its head, looked at Ling Jinxi, and slowly raised its hand.

In its hands, it is a cub that has lost its temperature.

It didn't say anything, but Ling Jinxi understood everything.

With a pain in her heart like a knife, Ling Jinxi raised her hand and wanted to touch its head, but stopped after seeing those bloody scabs and messy broken hair.

Taking a deep breath, he gently put a hood on it, "Sleep, I'll get you something to eat."

Ling Jinxi got up and wanted to leave.

A hand wrapped around his waist.

The guy leaned against Ling Jinxi's waist and abdomen, silent but scorching.

It was crying, trembling slightly, crying silently.

Ling Jinxi clenched her fists, did not push away, nor did she hug.

As a student of Weiyang Academy, he should inform the Academy.

Swallowing his saliva hard, the boy gritted his teeth and his Adam's apple slidied.

Ling Jinxi, although he has a clear appearance and seems to be gentle, is actually self-willed and proud since he was a child, and no one can change what he decides.

"As long as it's strong enough." Ling Jinxi muttered, "As long as it's strong enough."

As long as he is strong enough, he can do whatever he wants.

"I'm sorry, I'm not strong enough now," Ling Jinxi was ruthless, he couldn't mix with the demon's affairs, at least not until he became the leader of the Western Continent.

"Just one night, I'm tired and want to stay here and rest for the night." The singular voice, low but soft, is like a nightingale's song.

「…… Okay."

"You smell of blood, you killed someone today?" The guy let go of Ling Jinxi, it didn't seem to be nervous, at least not as nervous as Ling Jinxi thought.

"I thought you wouldn't speak." Ling Jinxi avoided talking about killing.

"It did take a little while."

Took a little time to learn to speak? Then this demon is indeed extraordinary.

"You're hungry, I'll get you something to eat." Ling Jinxi would rather it be just a demon who didn't understand anything.

"No, I don't." The guy put on Ling Jinxi's cloak and stood up, "Perhaps, you can call me Ji Weiliang."

「……」

Ji is slightly cool?!

Why is it Ji Wei Liang again?!

Ling Jinxi was speechless, he just felt that this guy had just heard him mention Ji Weiliang, so he used this name.

"Hahahaha, just kidding, let's sleep."

"I'll go now."

"Go? You're at your own convenience."

Ling Jinxi was immediately uneasy, but the truth was that he found out too late, and the moment he turned around, he fell into endless darkness.

"It's better to forget, it's best to forget." Ji Weiliang hooked the corners of his mouth, and his gaze swept over Ling Jinxi, who had fallen.

She hugged Ling Jinxi just now not to cry, but to confirm and confirm his identity.

"The god of Wanren Mountain, it's really troublesome, I, a person who should belong to the Heavenly Dao, can't die, and I can't live as a normal person, is this your revenge on me?" In the past ten years, Ji Weiliang's days are not at all understandable to ordinary people.

After she was sealed into the Heavenly Dao, she couldn't speak, couldn't move, couldn't touch, couldn't be touched, and should have been asleep all the time.

But she woke up, her body was reshaped little by little, but she still couldn't control herself, and she passed like this for ten years.

It wasn't until he met Ling Jinxi that Ji Weiliang knew that the beginning of all this was the damn divine promise.

Ji Weiliang thought that Ling Jinxi was dead, Shennuo had ended, and she had already slept peacefully, but when Ling Jinxi returned to this world, Shennuo was still there, and she was awakened.

Not dead, not alive, not even, not human.

"Live to live, but how can my life be tied to you?" Ji Weiliang leaned down, her breath fell on the young man's eyelids, blowing his long eyelashes, "What's more......

Ji Weiliang had already discovered that only by Ling Jinxi's side could her body slowly turn back to a normal person.

You can't see the colors, you can't smell the flowers, you don't have the sense of taste...... The current Ji Weiliang is like being locked in a stone sculpture, except for pain, he has no sense.

However, Ling Jinxi had forgotten everything.

He is not the Ling Jinxi she used to be, Ji Weiliang has already determined this, she disdains to approach him, and even less to rely on him. z.br>

Touching the cub that was already cold in his hand, the little cub twitched, woke up, and hugged Ji Weiliang and didn't let go.

"Don't move, you've been cut before, and you haven't grown back yet." Ji Weiliang was extremely indifferent, if she hadn't been close to Ling Jinxi, she wouldn't even be able to speak, let alone have any human expressions and movements.

Controlled by Shennuo, his consciousness was forced to be imprisoned in this unusable body, and the only thing he could do was to obey this body and walk towards him step by step.

Scold.

Ruined the fate of being manipulated by the plot, but you want to continue to be controlled by Shennuo?!

If Ji Weiliang did it, she would definitely laugh at herself.

After so much hard work, she is still not free.

"Struggle with the sky, the joy is endless, struggle with the earth, the joy is endless, struggle with people, the joy is endless, no matter how many restraints, I will destroy with my own hands!"