Looking at it from a distance, that person's skin is better than snow, and there is an almost transparent beauty all over his body.

When I walked in, I saw his appearance clearly, it was a beauty that could not be described in words.

It seems to be a finely carved face, as chic as a flowing cloud and as handsome as a bright moon, and under the handsome nose is a thin lip, with the peach blossom-like moisture and pink of the rising sun.

Under the eyebrows that fly obliquely into the sideburns are the charming eyes like ink paintings, which are quietly closed at this time, and the whole person is as calm as a painting.

Wan Jiling felt that her body was shaking, not moved by his beauty, but his face, which reminded her of the murder of the Li family eleven years ago.

She should have had a happy childhood, but she was ruined by the person in front of her, she didn't understand how deep the hatred was, so that she could kill all the top and bottom 100 people.

The means are cruel, they are simply devils.

The nerves collapsed in an instant, and the moment the tears fell, with a wave of his hand, the soul-killing knife stabbed towards the man's chest.

The knife went into the chest, the feeling of being light and fluttering, nothing happened.

Wan Jiling saw that the figure of the man flashed like a phantom, and then, his eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

It didn't seem clear what was going on, and there was a sense of ignorance in his eyes that he had just woken up.

Wan Jiling waved his hand again and put away the knife, and the man snorted and covered his chest.

Although he didn't seem to have any blood or anything, he didn't look like a human, but he was still visibly still aware of pain.

"Who the hell are you?" Wan Jiling asked coldly, holding the knife.

He listened to the voice and then looked up, and when the charming eyes fell on Wan Jiling, he suddenly burst into brilliance, surprise appeared on his face, and his figure fell in front of Wan Jiling like a ghost, and then hugged her fiercely.

"Finally, it's time for you," he said delightfully.

His body was cold, not warm at all.

Wan Jiling was at a loss for a moment, but when she came to her senses, being embraced by the enemy seemed to be deliberately humiliating her, and the anger in her heart rose slowly, and she raised her hand and slashed at his back unceremoniously.

He quickly realized the danger and let go of Wan Ji Zero, and his figure flashed back to the same place.

"Ah Ling, do you still hate me?" there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

Wan Jiling's eyes were cold, without a trace of warmth, "You killed a hundred people in my whole family, shouldn't I hate you?"

His eyes were full of deep sadness that could not be dissolved, "Ah Ling, there should be some misunderstanding in this, he, even if he hurts himself, he will definitely not hurt you!"

"He?" Wan Jiling heard a little voice-over and asked coldly, "Then who are you, and how do you know my name?"

With intuition, Wan Jiling felt that the person in front of her was not her enemy, because that person killed people without blinking, his eyes were cold, as if he came from hell, and his eyes were bloodthirsty and ruthless, and he would not show such an innocent look at all.

"I'm a dead soul!" he said faintly, "I was born because of him, just to wait for you here"

"What do you mean?" Wan Jiling frowned, and for a moment he didn't understand what he meant, "I've never seen a dead soul without flesh and blood!"

The soul is born of emotion, but once it is born, it is a flesh and blood entity, not a lifeless thing like him.

He seemed to understand Wan Jiling's thoughts, and smiled lightly, "I am similar to the consciousness before the formation of the soul, like a soul, but not a soul, only because he misses you too much, so he has me invisibly, and I inherited his thoughts, so, I miss you too"

Wan Jiling listened to it, but he only felt ridiculous, the two had never really met, where did they miss each other?

She was not moved by his true feelings in the slightest, she remained vigilant, and when she saw him about to move, she immediately drew a knife and pointed at him, "So, tell me, who is he?"

The sadness in his eyes dissipated and turned into a faint tenderness to look at her, "He can be the demon god Nine Lotus Emperor, or your lover under the moon floating lantern, Ah Ling, who he is, just in your thoughts!"

Wan Jiling's expression was cold, "But I don't have a lover, and I haven't heard of any demon gods."

His expression darkened, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, as if he was a little incredible, "You, forgot about him again?"

Wan Jiling saw that the loneliness in his eyes was true, his heart moved slightly, and he couldn't help but slow down his tone, "I don't have these entanglements with him, he just killed the enemy of my adoptive parents' family"

This time, he showed a puzzled expression, and he suddenly asked, "Ah Ling, how old are you this year?"

"Twenty-eight years old"

He shook his head, with a distressed look on his face, "Do you know that people will die when they die, even if they are reincarnated, she will not be her in the next life, Ah Ling, you are obviously you, you can't only be twenty-eight years old, what happened back then that made you confused your memory?"

His figure suddenly approached again, hugged her tightly into his arms, and a soft kiss fell on his forehead with a cold touch, "Ah Ling, I feel sorry for you"

He was so cautious, hugging her with a distressed softness, Wan Jiling's heart was pounding, and for a while, he forgot about the struggle.

However, she knew that her memories had never been confused, those nightmarish days, and then with Silver, and then with Dongli, everything was so real as if it had happened yesterday.

Wan Jiling put away the knife, and his tone softened, "This son, maybe you recognized the wrong person, I am indeed twenty-eight years old tonight, and my memory has never been confused."

He let go of her, and the warmth in his eyes was undiminished, "That's it, these are not enough small things to be entangled, as long as you are still there, as long as you are happy, even if you don't remember him, he will be happy for you"

He breathed a sigh of relief, "If I can see you again, my wish has been fulfilled, and as for the rest, he is the only one who solves the bell."

As he spoke, he turned around and raised his hand, and a stream of light popped out of the flowing water, and the river suddenly surged, and then something flew out of the river, and then landed in front of Wan Ji Ling.

It was a short sword glowing with silver light, with traces of bone flowers printed on it, "This is a gift he didn't have time to give you back then, and now, it is back to its original owner"

Wan Jiling stretched out her hand, and the short sword flew into her hand as if it had spirituality.

Wan Ji Ling raised his eyes to look at him, and saw that his eyes were full of her shadows, such a feeling of being liked by a person without reservation, weird but with a little sweetness, Wan Ji Ling felt it for the first time in his life.

He chuckled and looked at the sky, "I'm afraid you're not here to see me, if there's anything, I'll help you"

While he still had time, he didn't say it.

Only then did Wan Jiling realize the seriousness of the problem, so he chatted with him, time passed so quickly, it was almost time for the antidote pill to pass.

But now that she is leaving, she is unwilling, not to mention, there has never been a reason to fail in the mission of leaving the east, and if it fails, it will be even more unreasonable.

Wan Jiling hesitated for a moment and looked at him, "Let me ask you, do you have a way to solve this magic incense?"

He smiled lightly, "Ah Ling, then you really found the right person, with me, this magic incense can't help you, as for that monster, look at me"

His face was full of smiles, and for a moment, it was like a group of flowers blooming, dyed with a fragrance.

Wan Jiling couldn't help but look stupid.