"What is it?" Yuan Ziche couldn't accept it.
Song Xiwei was a key element in his scheme.
If he cannot absorb Song Xiwei's primordial spirit power, it will have a great impact on him.
Those good-for-nothings in the Celestial Clan are not a threat.
However, there is one obstacle in the Demon Clan: if I had Song Xiwei's primordial spirit power, things would be much easier.
"I met Zhuang Heng not long ago, and she gave me something good," Song Xiwei casually mentioned someone.
Yuan Ziche's eyes widened, as if he were stunned. "Who did you say?"
Zhuang Heng?
She has already exhausted her primordial spirit...
"Where did you see her?" Yuan Ziche didn't believe it. Nearly 60,000 years had passed, and Zhuang Heng still hadn't been able to be resurrected. He had tried so hard to find her fragments of primordial spirit, but to no avail.
How could Song Xiwei possibly run into Zhuang Heng?
Moreover, he also knew that, besides him, the Heavenly Emperor of the Heavenly Realm, and his hypocritical older brother Yuan Zigao, were also looking for Zhuang Heng.
But Zhuang Heng had long since grown disgusted with him.
That hypocritical person, everything he did to Zhuang Heng and himself...
Yuan Ziche will never forgive.
The story begins three days ago.
Song Xiwei suddenly received a telepathic message from Xiao Zhuang.
When Xiao Zhuang learned that she had come out of Chidu alone and encountered some trouble, he offered to meet up with her.
However, after they met, Song Xiwei showed Xiao Zhuang several formations, and for some reason, Xiao Zhuang suddenly fainted.
Song Xiwei was very nervous, but Xiao Zhuang didn't look injured; he was just unconscious.
Having no other option, Song Xiwei had to probe into Xiao Zhuang's spiritual consciousness.
However, she never expected that she would enter Xiao Zhuang's fragment of primordial spirit...
She actually managed to uncover the mystery of Xiao Zhuang's past life identity.
Xiao Zhuang was once born into the Celestial Clan.
Sixty thousand years ago, her name was Zhuang Heng, and she was once incredibly glorious and radiant.
However, it was all because she loved the wrong person.
As a passerby, Song Xiwei read through Zhuang Heng's experiences, and she was filled with anger and resentment.
Zhuang Heng, who found pain in the fragments of the primordial spirit, was unwilling to wake up and even locked Xiao Zhuang there, unwilling to let Xiao Zhuang wake up.
That was the first time Song Xiwei spoke with Zhuang Heng.
Zhuang Heng's personality is completely different from Xiao Zhuang's.
Having endured too much pain, Zhuang Heng was gloomy and sorrowful.
"Song Xiwei, Yuan Ziche has his eye on you. Be careful."
This was the first thing Zhuang Heng said to her.
"Okay, I understand."
Because the investigations into those plagues all pointed to one person.
Song Xiwei roughly understood what Yuan Ziche wanted to do.
"I can help you..."
Zhuang Heng stared into her eyes, "I'll tell you how to break his formation, and you'll do me a favor."
"What?" Song Xi asked.
"Let me see Yuan Ziche. I want to try. If he is willing to let go of his hatred for me, I am willing to start over with him."
"You want to be with Yuan Ziche? What about Xiao Zhuang?"
Song Xiwei belatedly realized that Xiao Zhuang was Zhuang Heng. Although in Song Xiwei's memory Xiao Zhuang had always been innocent and carefree, Xiao Zhuang with Zhuang Heng's memories was the complete Xiao Zhuang.
...
"Zhuang Heng wants to see you. Do you want to see her?" Song Xiwei looked at Yuan Ziche and asked this question.
Yuan Ziche's eyes suddenly lit up.
"You're not lying to me?"
"Before you see her, tell me what your feelings are for Zhuang Heng. Do you hate her? Would you hurt her?"
Song Xiwei wouldn't rashly let Xiao Zhuang meet Yuan Ziche; she needed to find out whether Yuan Ziche still harbored feelings for Xiao Zhuang.
"Does she hate me?" Yuan Ziche didn't answer Song Xiwei, but asked her this question instead.
“If she hated you, she wouldn’t have asked me to help her by relaying a message to you, asking if you wanted to meet her,” Song Xiwei sighed helplessly.
Yuan Ziche lowered his head dejectedly, "She should hate me."
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