Ji Zhen was inclined to the latter, he originally guessed that Rong Xian was probably a pawn of the Resting Heart Venerable, but judging from the attitude of the Demon Cultivator towards her today, she should be the heir.

It doesn't hurt that Rong Xian has a relationship with the Resting Heart Lord, but what he wants to know more is who Rong Xian was sixteen years ago, and whether the Resting Heart Honorable Lord is the culprit who caused his amnesia.

Rong Xian's clear eyes exude a faint indifference, which is not heavy, but it seems to isolate you from the alienation of another world.

Her tone was low, and the aura around her was extremely dangerous: "Don't you think you're asking too much, sir?"

Ji Zhen looked at Rong Xian's vigilant appearance, and said funny: "I don't have any malicious intentions, I just think that you are probably an old friend of mine." ”

Rong Xian lowered her eyes and pondered, as if judging whether what he said was true or not.

For a moment, she raised her head and was about to speak, but she met a pair of eyes as deep as an abyss.

Those eyes are like the bottomless depths of the ocean, and the layers of whirlpools rotate in them, and they can inadvertently suck the soul of a person into it.

Rong Xian was shocked, dementor!

Ji Zhen used soul dementorship on her without any warning!

Spiritualism can control a person's mind, and the higher the caster's cultivation, the better the effect.

If Rong Xian is really just a girl in her twenties, she will really be hit directly if she is caught off guard.

But Rong Xian has lived for nearly two thousand years, and the suppression of the demon prison after becoming the demon lord is even more a condensation of the divine soul.

Therefore, Ji Zhen's level of magic will not have any effect on her at all.

But she can't do nothing, unless she's stupid, and it will be revealed that the soul dementorship has no effect, which is no different from directly telling people that there is something wrong with their souls.

After the death of the original owner of this body, she used the wood spirit bead to reawaken the vitality of the body, and endured unbearable pain to become one with this body.

Then this body belonged to her forever, and she did not have some necessary sequelae after taking it.

For example, the god form is incompatible, such as the karma of the demons.

Even so, she couldn't be fearless to show something different, that would be stupid.

The emotion in Rong Xian's eyes disappeared instantly, and her clear phoenix eyes were empty, and she no longer had her own consciousness.

Seeing these eyes that seemed to have no soul, Ji Zhen was faintly remorseful, and she was even more annoyed in her heart for why she had used such a subordinate method.

But it has already been used, and it can only be continued.

His voice was ethereal, as if it had come from the sky: "What's your name?"

Large expanses of blank space occupy Rong Xian's consciousness, leaving less and less territory for autonomy.

Rong Xian didn't make any moves, but controlled her body, and said in a mechanical and stiff tone: "Rong Xian." ”

"What happened before you met Lord Xixin sixteen years ago?" The gentle voice made people involuntarily unguard and spit out all the secrets uncontrollably.

Rong Xian replied without hesitation: "When I woke up, I saw the Venerable Lord of Xixin." ”

Ji Zhen frowned, and when he woke up, he saw Lord Xixin, what is this answer.

A flash suddenly flashed in his mind, and he hurriedly asked, "Do you remember what happened before you woke up?"

Rong Xian's empty eyes were dim, and her tone was stiff and cold: "I don't remember." ”

The corners of her lips twitched, Rong Xian didn't have any memories of sixteen years ago.

Either her memories were erased by someone like him, or she was resurrected in this body and shattered her memories, or more likely, she was just a new consciousness.

Ji Zhen thought about Rong Xian's style of acting, not at all like people with a lot of life experience, so the first two possibilities are not high.

Then, it is very likely that Rong Xian was a wisp of consciousness that was reborn in his daughter's body sixteen years ago—a residual consciousness awakened in his daughter's body by someone using a secret method.

If this is the case, it can also explain why Tong Rongxian's personality is so similar to their Ji family, because she is the child of the Ji family.

There is indeed some kind of secret method in the Middle Thousand Realms that can awaken the remaining consciousness of the deceased, but it has not existed for a long time, but it does not rule out that someone has a way to make that wisp of consciousness survive like a normal person.

Because Rong Xian really doesn't look like she is in league with those big devils of the Xixin Venerable, and her style of acting is not like a monk who has lived for more than a hundred years.

Well, celebrating Rong Xian's seamless disguise always makes others pass by the truth.

Hawkers, Ji Zhen's brain hole is also a little wide, and it is completely contrary to the truth, so I will wax him.

Ji Zhen looked at the bewildered girl in front of him with deep eyes, and now it only took one step for him to determine whether Rong Xian was his daughter or not.

Yes, it's certainty, not guessing and induction.

The aura around Ji Zhen's body surged, and he directly forced out a drop of blood, which floated in the center of the two of them and stood still.

Ji Zhen's hands were quickly sealed, and the obscure and mysterious fluctuations were like an eternal mysterious power, gently and softly enveloping the two of them.

Rong Xian's divine sense swept away, although she didn't know what this magic circle was doing, but looking at that drop of essence blood, she faintly realized that this seemed to be a spell to determine the traction of the bloodline.

The fingers under the long sleeves moved, she seemed to want to intercept this force, but she didn't expect that the drop of essence blood incarnated outside her body actually rebelled, so that her interception had no effect at all.

The gentle power dragged the drop of blood suspended in mid-air, and the wisps of blood flew out of Rong Xian's body, and finally merged with the drop of essence blood.

The cheerful and happy emotions came out of the magic circle and were conveyed to the depths of the hearts of the two, and the connection of blood and family made the hearts of the two of them slightly shocked.

Ji Zhen's hands trembled a little, and there was a faint flash of water in his eyes.

This is really his daughter, and the blood sense is absolutely right.

Pity......

Ji Zhen restrained the grief in his heart, his heart moved, he withdrew the drop of essence blood, and the soul dementorship was lifted.

Rong Xian blinked, and a layer of mist appeared in her empty eyes, and behind the mist was the most true self.

When the fog seemed to be blown away by the mountain wind, the warmth and tenderness of the mirror flowers and water moon overflowed the phoenix's eyes, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth was always fixed on the warmth.

At this time, Naxiu's eyebrows frowned slightly, as if he was puzzled by his distraction just now, but he didn't dwell too much, but continued the previous topic: "Mr. is telling a joke, how can I be similar to Mr.'s old people, my old people have all died in the Yu clan." ”

"What about the Resting Heart Venerable?" asked Ji Zhen, unable to control his anger.

He was very angry in his heart, and the Eight Achievements of the Rest Heart Venerable Lord were the one who erased his memory and robbed his daughter's body.

An old woman who can't have children does something wrong, and if she dies, it's okay, but if she doesn't......

Xian, an old woman who couldn't give birth to children, heard Ji Zhen's question, stared at him vigilantly, and threatened him with a fake look: "Don't you know, sir, the more you know, the faster you die?"