Watching Yuan Mo leave, Xiang Sheng turned the spiritual fruit in his hand, seeming to be thinking about something.
Although Yuan Mo only said half of the sentence, the content of the second half was not difficult to guess.
Two hundred years ago, she accompanied Si Wu Li silently in her dreams. She only knew that his cultivation was difficult and dangerous, and he was in unbearable pain from time to time. He never mentioned a word about the situation of his clan.
Did Si Wuli have a bad situation in the clan before?
Once upon a time...how long ago was it? It was bad...how bad could it be?
As his thoughts turned, Xiang Sheng wiped the spiritual fruit and took a light bite.
Very sweet.
In her previous life, she felt that she had not much time left, so at the instigation of her fellow patients, she wrote down three wishes.
First, I can eat the glutinous rice dumplings made by my family members as a child;
Second, you no longer have to abstain from sugar. You can eat whatever fruit you want. It's best to go to a tropical city and buy a basket of different fruits so you can eat something new every day.
And the third...
After swallowing the last bite of the spiritual fruit, Xiang Sheng sat down, picked up the cup and took a sip of tea, with a smile in his eyes.
If she was not sure before whether Si Wu Li's actions were a coincidence, she was now certain that Si Wu Li not only remembered her, but also cared about her... a lot.
Did he think she had no memory of her past life? So he used that to legitimately fulfill her last wish?
Thinking of this, Xiang Sheng inexplicably felt a sense of anticipation. If he told this to others, how would he react?
As he was thinking, Xiang Sheng suddenly felt sleepy. Before he could think about it, he fell asleep with his forehead hitting the table.
An unknown amount of time passed before Xiang Sheng, who was leaning over the table, frowned and suddenly opened his eyes.
The light outside the house was much dimmer, and the purple bamboo was not clear, as if there was a white mist.
But Siyan is a gray smoke monster, Lengzhuhai... where does the fog come from?
"woke up?"
A female voice suddenly came from behind him. Xiang Sheng's pupils shrank slightly. He turned around and saw a slim figure next to the tea stove in front of the window.
The man's face was hidden in the mist and could not be seen clearly. Under Xiang Sheng's gaze, he walked to the table and sat down. He drank a sip of tea and raised the corner of his lips. "Si Wu Li is really good to you. He uses the leaves of the sacred tree to make tea. No wonder a wild wandering god can condense into a physical body."
"This is not the sacred tree tea."
Xiang Sheng stared at the cup in the woman's hand with a burning gaze. "This isn't Lengzhuhai either. Who are you?"
"You figured it out so quickly? This is a dream."
The woman was surprised, then smiled again: "You are so smart, no wonder Si Wuli likes you."
"Mr. Si is kind to others. What does that have to do with liking him?"
Xiang Sheng flatly denied it, staring at the woman, "You haven't answered my question yet."
“It doesn’t matter who I am.”
The woman pushed the cup in front of Xiang Sheng and said, "The important thing is Si Wu Li. Do you know who he is?"
When Xiang Sheng lowered his eyes, he saw Si Wuli's face reflected in the tea.
In the picture, he is pale and has a grim expression, standing in a place where corpses are piled up.
Faced with the numerous monsters that were besieging it, it did not make any move. The bodies of the monsters in the nearest circle exploded into a ball of snow dance.
Spots of blood splattered everywhere, and Si Wu Li flicked his sleeves nonchalantly, his white clothes spotless, as if he had just killed a few chickens.
The scene changed again, showing several scenes of Si Wu Li's massacre. The enemies included demons and humans, and they were all killed without mercy.
All these things seem to be different from the gentle and jade-like person we see today, as if they are not the same person.
Killing, killing...and more killing.
In the past, Si Wu Li seemed to have been spending his entire time killing, like an emotionless killing machine.
As Xiang Sheng watched, his heart felt as if it was being pricked by a needle, and a sharp pain spread across his body.
Is this the reason why Yuan Mo immediately used an excuse to escape after letting the cat out of the bag?
She knew very well that massacre was not pleasant. If it were not for Lu Zhu's death in Xuanwang City, which caused her to lose her mind, she would not have done such extreme things.
Si Wu Li has never been a bloodthirsty madman. What kind of situation drove him crazy?
Xiang Sheng stared blankly and remained silent for a long time.
The woman thought she was just frightened by the bloody scene, and then added, thinking that she had reached the right time, "Although he is a member of the ancient tribe, he has half the blood of the ancient demon in his body. The demon tribe is considered to be his same clan. You see, he kills without mercy."
Xiang Sheng listened silently.
It turns out he is not a tree demon.
"Because of his impure bloodline, the higher-ups of the Ancient Clan see him as a thorn in their side, eager to get rid of him at any moment. The Demon Clan also sees him as their mortal enemy. It can be said that he is their enemy throughout the world."
The woman lowered her voice, "If you follow him, you will lose more lives than you can bear."
Xiang Sheng's face was solemn: "What exactly do you want to say?"
The woman's ulterior motive was clear: "My purpose is simple. Instead of suffering with him, why not choose to stand on our side?"
"joke."
Xiang Sheng sneered coldly, "Si Wuli and I just met by chance, so we have nothing to do with each other. Since he's in danger, wouldn't it be better for him to leave rather than get involved in your trouble?"
As soon as these words came out, the woman laughed, her body shaking with laughter. It took a long time for her to stop and said, "Don't rush to distance yourself from the matter. Si Wuli treats you differently. Whether you like it or not, you have long been regarded as a target by his enemies.
Do you believe it or not, as long as you leave the Lengzhu Sea, your soul will be accidentally dispersed and die in a moment?"
Xiang Sheng felt a chill in his heart. Someone was secretly monitoring Leng Zhuhai. Did Si Wuli know?
Her mind raced, but she didn't show any change on the surface. She just pretended to struggle for a moment and said in a deep voice, "What does it mean to be on your side?"
Seeing her relieved, the woman smiled brightly and handed over a black iron piece. "Just put this thing at the root of the Xuantian Tree, and I will take care of the rest."
Xiang Sheng took the iron piece and held it in his palm. After a moment of silence, he whispered, "Si Wuli is ruthless. I am also taking risks in this matter."
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