Chapter 424 Finally Waited for the Person He Was Waiting for

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"I am her."

The moment Shi Ling uttered these words, she felt her previously chaotic mind crack open, light streaming down, and a sudden clarity of vision. Countless old images flashed through her mind, like black-and-white footage from an old projector, the weight of half a modern history book.

The moment he heard these words, Sang Fu turned around and ran, and the ghost soldiers around him scattered.

Shi Ling had not yet digested the black and white memories that surged out of her mind as her spiritual power unleashed. Seeing Sang Fu trying to run, she gently raised her hand, and a light golden spiritual power flowed out from her fingertips, turning into a rope to bind Sang Fu.

Sang Fu was pulled in front of Shi Ling. Looking at the girl with pure and holy spiritual energy all around her, and meeting her eyes and eyebrows that were exactly the same as in his memory, his legs went weak and he knelt directly on the ground.

The long-standing shadow enveloped him again.

After the death of the god, he dared to entertain delusions and kept searching for eyes and eyebrows similar to hers in the human world, hoping to be stained by the holy and flawless moonlight. However, when he faced the bright moon, he realized that the god's light was brighter than the sun and the moon, making him look as humble and insignificant as a gutter ant.

Shi Ling tilted her head, her eyes revealing a bit of confused curiosity: "Aren't you obsessed with me?"

Sang Fu raised his eyes to glance at her, then almost crawled to the ground, "No... I dare not. I know I was wrong, please forgive me."

"You're afraid of me." Shi Ling seemed to find it a little funny. "So it's just Ye Gong who loves dragons."

Sang Fu didn't dare to respond. He just hoped that Shi Ling in front of him would ignore him like he did a hundred years ago.

However, Shi Ling did not do as he wished.

"Sang Fu, you have committed countless evil deeds and have killed countless young girls over the years. Since your evil thoughts are caused by me, I will cut them off."

Shi Ling's shoes appeared in front of Sang Fu, and an almost ethereal heavenly sound rang above his head, like the judgment of God.

She is the god who dominates all living beings in Houtu and the souls in the underworld.

Before Sang Fu even had time to beg for mercy, the golden ropes that bound him were strangled to pieces, and his soul was shattered into pieces and turned into black smoke.

Shi Ling raised his hand and casually dispersed the black smoke, and the ghost king and underworld tyrant of the generation was wiped out from then on.

Shi Ling glanced around, but Wen Yuzhu was no longer there.

As early as when Sang Fu was struck by lightning, Wen Yuzhu saw that the situation was not good and retreated.

Shi Ling felt a little sorry. These ghost kings were ruling their own territories in the underworld and disrupting the order of the underworld. She had thought that since she had run into them, she would deal with them together.

At this moment, she felt a strong ghostly aura approaching from behind.

This is a ghost king who is more powerful than Sang Fu and Wen Yuzhu.

Shi Ling turned around and saw a silver-haired boy flying through the air with a bow in hand.

The young man's black robe fluttered in the wind, and the intricate silver patterns on it looked like an ancient talisman. He had a cold and extraordinary appearance, with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and his silver eyes reflected the snow.

He came with a bow in his hand, his whole body filled with murderous aura, like an Asura from hell.

But when he saw the girl suddenly looking back at him from the wasteland, he froze in place with a dazed look on his face.

The ice and snow in the silver eyes melted away, as if soaked in moonlight, shimmering with clear light.

Shi Ling was slightly taken aback when he saw the familiar stern face of the black-robed Ghost King. "Depressed."

"I'm not Yu Chen."

"You are not Yu Chen."

The boy's slightly hoarse voice and her cold voice sounded at the same time.

Shi Ling suppressed the cold and murderous aura around her, and smiled. "Among the four great ghost kings of the underworld, I've met Sang Fu and Wen Yuzhu. You're obviously not Hua Yinyi, so you must be Ghost King Si Yuan."

Hearing his name being pronounced by the girl, Si Yuan's silent heart actually jumped for joy.

He nodded blankly, seeming a little at a loss.

I feel nervous when I am close to home.

He had been wandering in this world for too long, searching for her in every corner she had ever been to, and finally he waited for the person he was waiting for.