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"Really?" Cang Ze asked, his tone softening.

He hadn't originally intended to do anything to her. If she found out too much, he would simply take her to the River of Oblivion to get a bowl of Meng Po soup to drink. Seeing how scared she was, he figured it probably wouldn't amount to anything.

"Truly, if I deceive Your Majesty in the slightest, may I die a horrible death!" Wang Xiaoxia said, uttering a vicious curse. Since he was already dead, what difference did it make whether he died a good or bad death?

She remained unchanged from a hundred years ago, simple and lively. Cang Ze withdrew his hand, and the breeze stirred up by the spiritual energy abruptly stopped.

"Since you have lost your memory, why did you name yourself Wang Xiaoxia?" Cang Ze asked tentatively.

Wang Xiaoxia is her real name. How could someone with amnesia remember their real name?

“When I first arrived at Youming Ferry, I carried a long sword with me. The name was engraved on the tassel of the sword, so I used it as my own name,” Wang Xiao explained, kneeling on the ground.

She knew someone would ask her that question, so she had already thought of a response.

Cang Ze nodded. The sword tassel was something he had made himself and given to her. He had personally placed a Gu curse on her and only let her go after seeing her lose all her memories and become a puppet.

He took another step forward, looking down at Wang Xiaoxia with an imposing aura. He had intended to take a good look at her, but unexpectedly, Wang Xiaoxia leaped up and ran onto the roof.

"Your Majesty, spare me! I really didn't hear anything! Your Majesty, please spare me!" Wang Xiaoxia cried out in terror and ran away.

Cang Ze was momentarily stunned, staring wide-eyed as if he had seen someone suddenly turn into a monkey. He was about to chase after him when he was stopped by the Bad Guys.

"Brother, now that you're going to marry that demon princess, why are you still clinging to your sister-in-law?" the Bad Guy deliberately said, sticking to Cang Ze.

Anyone with discerning eyes could see that Cang Ze treated Wang Xiaoxia differently from others; the difference between a man and a woman was simply that he had fallen in love.

The word "sister-in-law" suddenly enraged Cang Ze, and an unnamed fire flared up from the depths of his heart. Sister-in-law? How dare he be worthy of it? He raised his hand and immediately started fighting with the bad guys.

The Bad Guys were quite skilled, and they fought Cang Ze all night without a clear winner. As dawn approached, Cang Ze decided not to waste any more time and left the Bad Guys behind. As a result, the Bad Guys lost track of Wang Xiaoxia and had to search for her everywhere.

Wang Xiaoxia had no other skills, but she was incredibly fast at escaping. She jumped onto the roof and fled into the darkness. After all, she was just a mortal, and she was discovered by the patrolling ghost guards after only a few steps. Wang Xiaoxia had no choice but to show her pass to explain. Wang Yue was right; with the pass, the ghost guards would not make things difficult for her.

The ghost messenger recognized the certificate and had no choice but to let her go. So she hurriedly fled for her life, and in the end, she didn't know where she ended up. In short, it was dark and she didn't see a trace of herself.

For some reason, the further she ran after leaving the imperial city, the quieter it became, as if she had escaped the ghost realm and entered another world. However, to leave the ghost realm, one had to pass through the Ghost Gate, so this must be a relatively remote place within the ghost realm. All around her were dark trees. She slowed her pace and landed lightly on the ground. Because she couldn't see, she could only cautiously grope her way forward. She hadn't gone far when she felt her feet give way and she fell straight down into a deep abyss.

"Ah!" Wang Xiaoxia cried out in fright.

Her hands flailing wildly in mid-air, but there was nothing around to shield her. Just when she thought she was going to die today, she fell into a soft, fluffy ball of fur. A warm sensation came from below her body, pulling Wang Xiaoxia out of her despair.

She struggled to her feet, surrounded by soft, silvery-white fur. The fur was beautiful, its silvery-white color tinged with a faint blue light, and each hair was long enough to reach past her knees, leading her to momentarily mistake it for some unknown rare herb.

She looked up in the direction she had fallen from. The cave entrance was dark and some distance away, but the rocks around it were uneven, so if she used them to climb up, there was still hope of getting out.

She crawled to her feet and looked around from the soft fur. Two emerald horns shimmered faintly in front of her, like two shining gems. The white light emanating from the fur illuminated the cave as if it were daytime.

It's Bai Ze! The ancient mythical beast Bai Ze!

Legend has it that the blood from Bai Ze's heart can gather souls. Ghosts are souls, and if its blood is used to forge weapons to harm the ghost race, no matter how powerful the ghost race is, it will surely perish! However, Bai Ze has thick skin and flesh, and its blood is not easy to obtain, so Wang Xiaoxia cannot harm it for the time being.

The monster seemed to have sensed Wang Xiaoxia's presence. It suddenly stood up, shook its body, and with a gentle flick, sent Wang Xiaoxia flying into the air, where he slammed heavily against the cave wall and rolled down.

Wang Xiaoxia struggled to get up from the ground. She saw the monster suddenly turn into a ball of white light. The light stung her eyes, forcing her to close them and turn her head away. When she turned back, she saw a young man dressed in white emerge from the vortex of white light.

The young man's eyes were like the sky, deep and with a faint emerald green hue. His full head of silver hair had a faint blue glow. He was tall and slender, and his fair skin made his cold and handsome face look like a scholar from a painting. Only the red light on his fingernails was somewhat frightening. He didn't speak, but his thin lips gave her a faint smile.

Wang Xiaoxia was stunned. This was the most handsome man she had ever seen in her life, even more handsome than that rogue! So she smiled foolishly and stared blankly.

The young man looked at Wang Xiaoxia with some wariness. An unpleasant mortal aura emanated from her body, and he couldn't help but frown and cover his mouth and nose in disgust.

"Hmph, how dare a mere mortal disturb my peaceful dreams!" the young man said in a cold voice.

"Ah, yes!" Wang Xiaoxia replied blankly.

She didn't even know what the boy was saying, but no matter what he said, she couldn't resist how handsome he was!

"So you're a woman after all? And your eyes? Are you half-human, half-ghost?" The young man stared at Wang Xiaoxia and spoke again, his cold gaze fixed on Wang Xiaoxia's eyes.

Although Wang Xiaoxia had no body temperature, she still felt her cheeks burning.

"You're so beautiful!" Wang Xiaoxia couldn't help but say, her eyes lingering on that face for a moment.

"You're courting death!" the young man said with a grim face, and with just a slight lift of his finger, specks of red light emanated from between his fingers.

If Wang Xiaoxia had reacted slower, she could have been reduced to ashes in a matter of moments.

Wang Xiaoxia was terrified of death and reacted extremely quickly to it. She immediately snapped back to her senses and swiftly flung her hand at the boy.

She had only given the Bad Guys a tiny dose of the drug before, but now that such a large and ferocious monster was coming at her, she naturally had to use a much stronger dose. She threw almost all the drugs at them at once.

A faint floral fragrance bloomed in the airless cave. The medicine itself was odorless; it was a fragrance that Wang Xiaoxia added to his body to mask the smell of blood. So by the time he smelled the fragrance, it was already too late.

Caught off guard, the boy suddenly felt his cheeks burning, a surge of heat rising from the depths of his heart, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"You mere mortal! How dare you poison me!" the boy said fiercely.

He glared at her and stepped forward, grabbing Wang Xiaoxia's neck fiercely. With just a little force, he could snap her neck. He panted heavily, the more he tried to regulate his breathing, the more aroused he became, his gaze becoming hazy. He shook his head, trying to clear his mind, but the woman's slender neck began to look alluring to him. He couldn't resist lowering his head and kissing her cold neck with his warm lips, the more he wanted to bite, the more passionately he kissed her.

Wang Xiaoxia was so frightened that she didn't dare to breathe, her body stiffening! Seeing that the monster was about to lose control, she hurriedly flicked her hand again, and a fragrant scent slid into the boy's body through his hot breath.

The boy felt a blur before his eyes, and like the many guests watching Bu Shenglian dance at Wangyue Pavilion, he was immersed in this hot and dreamlike tenderness, his whole body feeling weak.

Wang Xiaoxia felt the hand gripping her neck loosen, and the outside air rushed into that body, as if she had escaped death and was filled with a thirst for life. She hurriedly broke free from the hand and ran to the side to hide, cautiously watching the monster.

The boy was already immersed in his own illusion, his hands embracing the empty air, incessantly sucking at the void, his pink tongue sticking out with heavy breathing. He lowered his hands and began to take off his clothes.

"Oh dear~ Oh dear~ Tsk tsk tsk~" Wang Xiaoxia pouted and sighed incessantly, her eyes refusing to look away for even a moment, completely forgetting her disheveled appearance that had just made her look like she was about to die.

"If this scene could be preserved, it would be so beautiful!" Wang Xiaoxia couldn't help but sigh.

The boy became increasingly immersed in this illusory tenderness, his snow-white body lying among his own discarded clothes, entwining with them incessantly.

"Oh dear! Oh dear!" Wang Xiaoxia muttered to herself as she watched, her eyes wide, staring intently at the screen, unwilling to look away even for a second.

"Wow! I'm a genius artist!" Wang Xiaoxia suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

She looked around and, coincidentally, the branches and fallen leaves on the ground could be used as paint. She happily took off her outer clothes and used the white shirt underneath as a canvas, focusing intently on painting the nude model.

Wang Xiaoxia had learned calligraphy and painting since childhood. Although she was not as good as those famous painters, her paintings were still vivid enough. She painted two beautiful paintings. Seeing that the time was almost up, Bai Ze was lying on the ground, limp and motionless. If she didn't run away, he would wake up!

So Wang Xiaoxia put down his pen, jumped out of the pit, and ran away! Before leaving, he didn't forget to cover the hole he had collapsed with leaves.

It would be bad if someone found out!