When Ji Nuan stepped again, her feet suddenly slipped, and the whole person fell straight forward, falling into a warm embrace, and the familiar scent of sandalwood came to her nose, which made her feel at ease.

The thousand words and grievances in her heart were only gathered into the word "Xianggong" in her mouth, she trembled and stroked his cheek, and when her fingertips touched a trace of warmth at the corner of his lips, she suddenly withdrew her hand, shook her head and staggered back two steps.

Song Wangchen is here, what about Jiang Yu?

"Did you kill him, how can you kill him? He is the child of Ling Cheng and the Night Spirit, his child!" Ji Nuan cried out with pity, and when the sharp pain came from her eyes again, red tears had rolled down her pale cheeks, but how could this pain be compared to one ten-thousandth of the pain in her heart, she was still a step late after all, and failed to stop Song Wangchen from killing her son with his own hands, even after thousands of years, their family was still a tragedy.

Song Wangchen was so stunned that he suspected that he had auditory hallucinations, he stepped forward quickly, put his hands on her shoulders, and twisted his eyebrows to confirm: "Xiao Nuan, what are you talking about, Jiang Yu is our child, you are Ling'er?"

If Xiao Nuan is the Night Spirit, then who is the 'Night Spirit' just now? Song Wangchen was puzzled in his heart, but at the same time, he was convinced of her identity, because when he heard Xiao Nuan's voice, he couldn't wait to run to her, and when he saw her, he would be nervous and distressed beyond words, but he could feel that a floating heart had finally found a place to anchor. But when he saw the 'Night Spirit' just now, he couldn't show a trace of emotion for her, and he didn't even want her to touch him, because he had nothing but guilt and pity for the Night Spirit.

Ji Nuan heard him ask herself like this, and her heart was full of sadness and rekindled the light of hope, she said: "I am the night spirit, have you remembered everything? What about Jiang Yu? Do you have ......?"

Song Wangchen hurriedly hugged her into his arms and interrupted: "No, no, I didn't kill him, I remembered, everything from a thousand years ago came to mind, I am Ling Cheng, a waste who can't even protect his wife and children, Ling'er is sorry! I'm sorry......" He kept repeating the words of apology, guilt, distress and long-term thoughts were intertwined, turning into sour tears in the center of his eyes.

"Forget the dust, it's not your fault that all this is not your fault, don't blame you! None of us is wrong, fate is just a joke with our family, it doesn't matter, as long as you are safe!" Ji Nuan comforted him softly, which was equivalent to comforting himself, and when the blood and tears slipped down again, he cried with joy, fate was unfortunate, and his life was bitter, but fortunately, his family still survived.

The 'Night Spirit' who caught up witnessed all this, she kept shaking her head and screaming with all her might: "No, she is not the Night Spirit, Ling Cheng, I am your Ling'er, I am!"

She rushed forward, wanting to forcibly turn Song Wangchen around to look at herself, but the raised little hand penetrated directly through his body, she frowned and grabbed his hand again, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't touch him.

Hearing this, Song Wangchen finally pushed Ji Nuan away with great reluctance, and when he held her hand, he turned to look at the 'Night Spirit' and asked, "Who are you?"

'Night Spirit' stared at her hands in disbelief, the ice beads that slipped from the corners of her eyes kept falling on the frost ground, she rushed forward to hug Song Wangchen regardless of it, but the whole person penetrated through his body, she ran to Song Wangchen again without giving up, but wore it back again.

The tense heartstrings finally broke, and she slowly squatted down, buried her whole head in the crook of her arm, and cried helplessly, and it took a long time for her to figure everything out.

Thousands of years ago, when the night spirit was dying, it was her father who stripped off half a demon pill to cure her, and later because of the fall of the fox clan, she was so sad that when she was near death again, it was Aunt Feng who used the blood of the true phoenix to renew her life, even if she still failed to survive the loss of the fragrance and jade, but the obsession buried deep in her heart was waiting for Ling Cheng to come to find her.

Night Spirit once said: "Where Ling Cheng goes, I will be there, and the same is true of the Yellow Spring at the end of the world!" She decided that Ling Cheng was also the same as her own thoughts, no matter when and where he would come to find him without hesitation, so when life and death were dying, she was waiting for him persistently.

After the soul dissipated one after another, because of the fusion of half of the father's demon pill and Aunt Feng's true phoenix blood, and because of the strong obsession of the night spirit, she was born in vain.

She is the obsession of the night spirit, she is the obsession of the spirit! she was born for Ling Cheng, but she is not the night spirit after all! No wonder Ling Cheng doesn't like herself.

'Night Spirit' raised her eyes to look at the two people with her fingers clasped, and suddenly hooked her lips and smiled, she slowly got up, and walked closer to the two again, when the jade hand was raised, she wanted to touch Song Wangchen's face, but in the end, she shook her head and stroked Ji Nuan's cheek.

"Your name is Ji Nuan, right?" she asked, she couldn't touch Ling Cheng, but she could really feel Ji Nuan's body temperature, just for a moment, she knew the name of the night spirit in this life, and saw the bits and pieces of Ji Nuan and Song Wangchen's relationship, she was crazy, but she was also happy for the night spirit, because they were already one.

"Yes, I'm Ji Nuan, and I'm also the night spirit!" Ji Nuan stroked the back of her hand, the cold touch made her feel pity, and at the same time, she also clearly felt everything in the past.

Twenty years ago, when she was reincarnated, she had let go of her obsession with Ling Cheng, and the thousands of years of waiting failed to make her disheartened and broke off, and the ice condensation technique was not cultivated, that is, at that time, the lake with clear water and clear waves in the Qiankun painting became a frozen lake, and the spirit also slept under the ice lake.

Rao is like this, she was still brought back here from the future by the obsession born again by the spirit of the spirit, she broke off the relationship and should have nothing to do with Song Wangchen again, but the long-lasting obsession brought her into Song Wangchen's body, so that the two of them had to regain bondage.

Therefore, the moment she saw the Qiankun painting, she could feel her near-death state thousands of years ago, so she unconsciously touched the Qiankun painting, entered the painting, and gradually awakened the lost memory. After being included in the painting by Jiang Yu, it was the blood spilled by Song Wangchen when he destroyed her eyes that caused the Qiankun painting to open on its own and send her out. And just now, when Song Wangchen and Jiang Yu were fighting endlessly, blood was sprinkled on the ice lake, and the spirit awakened after feeling Ling Cheng's breath, and when the ice lake melted, she was sucked in again, along with Cheng Xiaorou and Tang Yanyan, who were close to her, were also pulled in.

The coldness under her hands gradually lessened, although Ji Nuan couldn't bear it, but in the end she chose to be silent, because she knew that she remembered everything, and it was time for the spirit to disappear.

The slender red figure gradually turned into a little silver light, all of which penetrated into Ji Nuan's body, and became one with her, and she finally returned to Ling Cheng's side.

The frost and mist in the dense forest dissipated in an instant, and even the trees that had been cut off by the sword qi before were restored to their original state, and there were no more stumps and leaves, only the green mountains and green waters were vibrant, as if everything that happened was just a nightmare, and after waking up from the dream, everything would be clear and clear.

"No, no!" Jiang Yu suddenly broke down and yelled, he would rather believe that the wisp of remnant spirit was his mother than admit Ji Nuan's identity.

He was bent on helping his mother regain everything, including the love of Lingxi and Ling Cheng, and he slaughtered the people because he felt that they were all a group of sanctimonious hypocritical villains, and it was not a pity to die! He framed Ji Nuan to make Song Wuchen fall into the endless abyss of pain, so that he could double the suffering suffered by his mother.

Jiang Yu couldn't bear the so-called revenge he had always called, but the person who hurt the most was his mother.

After Ji Nuan called "Jiang Yu" lightly, she couldn't say half a word anymore, she knew that Jiang Yu would definitely be difficult to accept for a while, as a parent, she and Song Wangchen owed him.

"No, it's not like this!" Jiang Yu stared at the blood and tears that kept sliding down Ji Nuan's cheeks, and the endless self-blame and remorse tortured him like tears, as if someone had thrown his heart into a pot of boiling hot oil and fried it, so painful that his liver and gallbladder were broken, and it was difficult to breathe!

Even if Jiang Yu didn't want to believe it, he had to believe it! What he should have thought of a long time ago, from Ji Nuan drinking his blood to the Silver Fox Demon, the moment he was rescued by the night beaver, what he should have thought of was the hatred that had accumulated for thousands of years that blinded his heart. Later, when the demon blood in Ji Nuan's body was cleared, he was also confused and hesitated, but at that time, Yu Man only wanted to kill him and his children, and in all his anger, he thought of revenge again, and thought of destroying the common people.

And what Jiang Yu regretted the most was that when he stabbed Ji Nuan with a sword, she persuaded herself not to be an enemy of her father, but he didn't realize her identity at all, although he felt unbearable heartache at that time, he still included her in the painting, and even almost burned her to death, if he could have stopped it in time, all this would not have happened today!

The air condensed to freezing point again, Song Wangchen tightened his eyebrows, and stopped talking several times, he was already silent, and now he didn't know what to say.

At this time, Cheng Xiaorou, who had been standing behind a few people, had already pulled out Mo Xiao, the senior brother was Ling Cheng, the father of the Blood Demon, and he would definitely not make any more moves against the Blood Demon.

But she has an uncommon enmity with the Blood Demon, the Blood Demon is the culprit who killed her father and uncle, and the hundreds of disciples in Dusk Creek and the thousands of lives that the hundreds of doors sacrificed heroically cannot be innocently killed in vain.

In public and private, she has no reason to let go of the Blood Demon, since the senior brother will not make another move, then she will personally execute him!

"Blood Demon, suffer death!" After Cheng Xiaorou frowned and shouted, the delicate and jade figure had already galloped towards Jiang Yu, and the tip of the sword reached the palm of his right hand.

"Xiao Rou," Tang Yanyan was already a step too late when he noticed her abnormality.