Xiao Li didn't expect that after many years, he would once again experience the feeling of being unable to control his own affairs.
She can move, but she must move according to the settings of this place.
She opened the door but couldn't walk out and could only move around in the house.
A wedding is a happy occasion, but there was no sound outside, only a terrible silence.
This should be similar to a domain, a very low-level domain.
She raised her hand to destroy it, but she felt a cold air approaching.
As the other party approached, the consciousness attached to her trembled even more violently.
You could feel that she wanted to run, but she couldn't.
Finally, the door was opened, and a figure dressed in red with black air coming out of his body walked in.
His face was hidden in the black fog and could not be seen clearly, but one could feel his eyes falling on Xiao Li, greedy and full of appetite.
Yes, appetite.
Although he is black, he is not a demon, but has a very cold aura.
The next moment he pounced on Xiao Li and opened his mouth to bite her.
Xiao Li had a cold face and pushed him away: "You eat everything, and you're not afraid of choking to death."
Even though he was beaten, he was still not discouraged and kept rushing towards Xiao Li again.
"Jiji, delicious, you are more delicious than them all... If I eat you, I can completely restore my human form..."
He felt the power in Xiao Li's attack and became even more greedy. He was determined to drink blood and eat flesh and eat it all.
Again and again, Xiao Li wished he could chop him into mud.
You dare to make her wear a wedding dress and want to eat her flesh and blood, you are seeking death!
After a moment, the black mist on the thing was dispersed, revealing a torso similar to a mummy.
Zombie?
So, spiritual power not only nourishes living things, but even dead corpses can develop spiritual intelligence?
A long knife appeared in Xiao Li's hand, and the knife carried a strong aura of destruction. Zombies didn't feel pain, so they didn't care about being beaten, but they could feel that the knife could completely destroy them.
The sense of crisis made him choose to retreat in the face of a strong appetite, but unfortunately Xiao Li was not going to let him go.
With one strike of the sword, it was cut in half.
The vitality of this thing was beyond Xiao Li's imagination. Even if only half of it was left, it did not affect his escape by supporting himself with his hands.
Xiao Li swung his knife again, but it collided with a force of ice and snow.
The snow-white and blue chains were freezing cold and instantly dissipated into snowflakes. The next moment, they re-condensed and quickly bound the zombies.
Everything around slowly disappeared like a curtain of water, revealing a huge pit with an open coffin in the middle.
Everything is an illusion.
Xiao Li put away his knife and looked at the person who restrained the zombie: "What a coincidence, Young City Lord."
The wedding dress on Xiao Li was an illusion. As the illusion disappeared, the wedding dress on her also disappeared.
Yan Hui just happened to see the wedding dress slowly dissipating from her body. She raised her hand, and the ice and snow froze the zombie directly. Then she squeezed it hard, shattering the zombie into pieces.
Xiao Li: He seemed angry?
Yan Hui walked over, his clear eyes falling on her: "These are vengeful ghosts attached to corpses. They try to restore their human form by devouring flesh and blood."
"Their greatest ability is to create illusions, leading people into scenes that happened in their previous lives, and then devour them."
Xiao Li looked at the wrist he was holding, didn't say anything for a moment, and followed him silently.
However, before he had walked far, Yan Hui suddenly turned around, took out something and threw it into the pit in front. In an instant, the entire pit was on fire.
The flame was very strange. The pit was filled with soil except for the coffin, but the fire was burning fiercely without the need for firewood.
Only when the flames were completely burned out did Yan Hui turn around and walk away again, and during this time he kept holding Xiao Li's wrist and did not let go.
"Where do you want to go, girl?"
"Demon Abyss."
"good."
What's good?
Yan Hui took out the flying boat and without asking, he pulled Xiao Li up.
Xiao Li raised his eyebrows: "Young City Lord, what is this doing?"
Yan Hui walked into the cabin and said, "I have nothing to do, so I'll give the young lady a ride."
Xiao Li: ...I can’t refuse at all.
"Song Junzhan."
Xiao Li suddenly called out that name.
Yan Hui looked up at him, his expression neither happy nor sad. "Is this the name of that old friend?"
Xiao Li stared at him for a moment, then asked instead, "Young City Lord, do you believe in reincarnation?"
Yan Hui shook his head: "There is no reincarnation in this world. If a person has no obsessions after death, they will dissipate directly. If they have obsessions, they will become wandering ghosts. Either the obsessions will be dissipated, or they will cause trouble to the world and be broken up or taken in by cultivators. Without external forces, there is no place for reincarnation."
Without external force, there is no reincarnation?
In other words, as long as someone intervenes, a person's soul can still be sent to reincarnation.
Xiao Li is willing to believe in reincarnation, and even thinks that the person in front of him is Song Junzhan's reincarnation.
It is not a parallel world, but the reincarnation of Song Junzhan himself.
But he has been reincarnated, is he still Song Junzhan?
Changed the name, changed the body, and started a new life.
He is a completely new person, not Song Junzhan, but Yan Hui.
Xiao Li is not that domineering. He would not want to control someone for life just because he had a relationship with her in the past.
She just called him, but he didn't respond. Doesn't he remember?
I don't know if he really doesn't remember, but it's okay if he doesn't remember.
Break away from the past and start a new life.
Meeting again means parting again, and she was afraid that one day she would have to leave again.
Rather than giving him the pain of separation again, it is better not to remember anything.
Xiao Li didn't want to talk and sat at the front of the flying boat to look at the scenery.
The flying boat had a protective barrier, and wherever it went, the clouds and mist dispersed, and not a single drop of mist got on Xiao Li.
Xiao Li looked at the scenery for a long time, until he got tired of it, then he stretched his stiff neck.
However, when she turned around, she saw Yan Hui sleeping against the wall.
He was sitting upright, and when he fell asleep his head was slightly tilted to the side.
Looks very well behaved.
It was clearly not that face, but Xiao Li felt like he was looking at Song Junzhan.
He always stayed beside her quietly, never showing his desires easily, but just quietly enjoying being close to her.
Although the workload is heavy, he never complains. Occasionally, when he is too tired, he just leans quietly in the chair and takes a rest.
They always got along like this during the more than ten years that Xiao Li was emperor.
Occasionally, when she felt like it, she would carry him to the inner room and sleep in his arms.
It was obvious that many, many years had passed, but when she looked at Yan Hui, she had the illusion that it was just the day before.
It's not that she didn't care about them. If she didn't, she wouldn't have allowed them to do all kinds of intimate things during those ten years.
She cherished every day with them and put her heart into every time she spent with them, all so that she would have no regrets when she left.
In fact, she really had no regrets, but who could have imagined that there would be a day when she would come back.
Fate really played a huge joke on her.
(End of this chapter)
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