"That damned brat, it's all her fault! What kind of awful place is this?!"
A young man strode out from the forest shrouded in icy mist.
He was dressed in a black brocade robe and had a tall and strong physique.
With a high nose, red lips, arched eyebrows that slanted into his temples, and a cinnabar mole between his brows, he possessed a stunningly handsome face that could topple empires. His ancient and noble aura was awe-inspiring, as if a god had descended to earth.
However, the two black flames burning within his pupils added an unusual sense of evil to them.
This is a contradictory being, both righteous and evil, both godlike and demonic.
He walked to a tree, his thin lips pressed tightly together, and suddenly punched the tree trunk hard. "If I hadn't lost all my power, how could I be so helplessly controlled by that wicked girl!"
Seriously, he's infuriating!
Thinking it over, the man decided to continue looking for a way out, but he stopped abruptly after taking only two steps.
"hand?"
The man in black looked down at his hands, then at his clothes, and then his eyes lit up with wild joy. "I...I've recovered..."
But soon, his expression darkened, his brows furrowing. "No, my body shouldn't be here right now. What's going on?"
"Tap tap tap..."
Just then, a hurried footstep came from ahead, and then a slender figure in black suddenly bumped into his arms.
"who!"
The man in black was clearly disgusted when someone bumped into him, and without thinking, he grabbed the other person's hand and tried to push him away.
However, when he saw the other person's face, he suddenly stopped.
The woman before him was dressed in black, tall and slender, with phoenix eyes, cherry lips, and especially her ice-blue pupils, which were like the ocean, exuding a cool purity that could cleanse the soul, making her intoxicating to behold.
This is a woman whose beauty eclipses everything else!
Looking at the woman before him, the man in black's pupils constricted, and his lips trembled slightly.
His eyes were slightly red as he slowly reached out and gently touched her face with eyes full of pity.
"Yi...Yi'er, is...is that you?"
Did his Yi'er not vanish into thin air, but instead reincarnate and return to the world?
Impossible. He clearly saw her jump into the Netherworld with his own eyes. He would never forget the scene of her resolutely facing death in her white dress and holding her zither.
But now, she has reappeared in front of him. Is this... really true?
Or am I dreaming?
"Who are you?"
Suddenly, someone touched her face. The woman in black waved her hand away, took a step back, and asked expressionlessly.
"I...I am A-Shang!"
Seeing the unfamiliar look in her eyes, the man in black immediately stepped forward nervously and excitedly grasped her hands, "You don't recognize me?"
"Ah Shang?" The woman in black looked completely bewildered.
"Yes, Ming Huashang, you...your beloved A-Shang!"
Ming Huashang nodded gently, his voice choked with emotion, "I... I always thought you had died in the Nine Netherworlds. I never expected you to still be alive. That's wonderful."
After saying that, he stepped forward and hugged the woman in black tightly into his arms.
This is real, not an illusion; he really held Yi'er in his arms.
It is no longer that phantom that vanishes at the slightest touch.
His Yi'er has truly come back to life!
What are you doing!
Suddenly embraced, the woman in black's expression turned cold, and she immediately broke free forcefully. "My name isn't Yi'er, it's Jun Feijue. You've mistaken me for someone else."
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