Ming Ye's eyes changed slightly, as if filled with coldness, and he asked in confusion, "Why are all the immortals so afraid of me?"

But everyone knew that Ming Ye was a naked provocation! However, with Jin Li's warning in front of them, no one dared to challenge the situation and could only endure it silently.

"Why does the Corpse King have such a bad temper?"

An extremely pleasant voice sounded, and at this moment, Jin Li walked into the hall, his face full of tranquility, and even with a somewhat sarcastic smile.

Beside him was a graceful young girl, whose black, silky hair hung down lightly, appearing unusually soft, and a light brown teardrop mole under her eye added a touch of sadness.

It’s Jing Zhi.

There was no demonic aura, no smell of the dead, only the purest breath in the world.

He should have hugged Jing Zhi tightly in his arms and told her how much he missed her, but at this moment, Ming Ye hesitated. His legs and feet seemed to be glued to the spot, and every step was so difficult. A bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't help but laugh at himself.

He seemed to really hope that Jing Zhi would never appear again.

Jing Zhi tugged at Jin Li's robe, pointed at Ming Ye, and said timidly, "Brother, brother, who is that person? So scary!"

Jin Li stroked Jing Zhi's hair, with love flowing freely in his eyes, and said, "That's Shen Mo, Jing Zhi, don't you remember?"

Jing Zhi pouted her pink lips, looking cute and adorable, "That's not Shen Mo, that's Jing Zhi's little Shen Zi!"

Mingye's palms were slightly cold, and his sharp fangs were exposed due to his angry mood, revealing a chilling chill. He said angrily, "What on earth did you do to Jingzhi!"

Why is her mind just like that of a few-year-old girl?

Jin Li and Ming Ye locked eyes. Seeing the surprise and tenderness in Ming Ye's eyes, Jin Li knew that his move was right, so he said, "If Your Majesty can heal the Crown Prince's finger, Jing Zhi can naturally return to your side. Moreover, I can also restore Jing Zhi to normal."

After hesitating for a while, as if he was very frugal with his words, Ming Ye replied lightly with "OK". After all, he still owed Jing Zhi.

Things went on in an orderly manner. Cang Ling's fingers recovered to normal, Jin Li returned to the divine realm, and Jing Zhi left with Ming Ye.

Soaring on the clouds, Jing Zhi stared at Ming Ye with an infatuated look. Lying on his side on the cloud, his head propped up, his voice as clear and melodious as the sound of a flowing stream, he said, "When the God told me about you, I didn't believe it! It turns out that you, Little Shenzi, are really the Corpse King!"

Ming Ye frowned and asked, "Do you like Jin Li very much?"

"Actually, I can't say I love him, but at least, he saved me."

Jing Zhi changed to a more comfortable sleeping position. Ming Ye was clearly looking at her, but she felt that Ming Ye's eyes were like the distant night sky, revealing a bit of coldness. Although she was so close to Ming Ye, she still felt that the two of them had separated a lot in life.

Ming Ye sneered, his eyes shifting away from Jing Zhi's impeccable face. "He saved you just to use you to threaten me."

There was a hint of helplessness in his words.

His attitude towards Jing Zhi has always been indifferent, and there is a coldness in his bones that keeps strangers away.

Jing Zhi immediately stood up and hugged Ming Ye from behind, clutching the corner of Ming Ye's clothes tightly with both hands, and whispered, "Do you know that seeing you now makes me feel at ease?"

When she woke up from the far north, the first person she saw was Jin Li. Heavy snow piled up on Jin Li's shoulders, but Jin Li didn't care at all. Instead, he stared at Jing Zhi with eyes full of tenderness, slowly brushed the snow off Jing Zhi, and gently asked, "Are you cold?"

Although his whole body was shivering from the cold, Jing Zhi still shook his head stubbornly and said, "I'm not cold."