Lan Jiao hesitated for a moment before asking, "Huan Yue, what's wrong with you?"
She didn't ask why things had turned out this way, or why she had become a demon.
Ling Ji shook his head and smiled bitterly at Huan Yue: "I died in ancient times. It was Huan Yue who gathered my remnant soul and used forbidden techniques to allow me to be reborn time and time again. Sometimes it was a flower or plant that had just gained sentience, sometimes it was a fairy, sometimes it was a demon, and this time it was a monster."
Hua was somewhat surprised to hear Ling Ji's words, no, it should be said that Huan Yue's words. Those eyes Huan Yue actually had such a strong self-awareness, and could even manipulate her master's regeneration.
"Who among you is Huan Yue?" Hua couldn't help but ask the question that was on her mind.
“Yes, who is Huan Yue among us? I’ve thought about this question for a long time. I often wonder if I’m controlling Huan Yue or Huan Yue is controlling me?” Ling Ji said this while looking at Huan Yue.
At this moment, those crescent-shaped eyes gradually transformed into the appearance of a young boy. He was an extremely enchanting boy, handsome and alluring, very beautiful, but because of his white pupils, he was different from Mo Qi's beauty and also had a touch of evil.
The boy's white pupils lacked eyeballs, making him appear even more wooden.
Everyone watched this scene warily, but Ling Ji watched as the boy walked towards him step by step, yet he did not move an inch.
The boy approached Ling Ji, his hand slowly climbing up Ling Ji's face. He tilted his head slightly and whispered, "We are both Huan Yue. Huan Yue is me, and Huan Yue is you. Have you forgotten, Huan Yue?"
Hua, who was standing to the side, could see it all very clearly. She actually saw in the boy a deep affection for Ling Ji, which was extremely strange.
Hua looked at Ling Ji's reaction again. Ling Ji took a small step back to avoid the boy's hand. "Haven't you had enough fun yet?"
The boy's previously calm expression wavered at Ling Ji's words. "Play? You're treating this as a joke?"
“This is utterly absurd. You should let go, and you should know you can’t keep me.” Ling Ji’s expression was filled with pain and struggle.
"That's my business, it's none of your concern."
While Ling Ji and Huan Yue were talking, Chu Yu suddenly made a move and restrained Huan Yue.
"Who are you?!" Huan Yue was clearly furious at being suddenly controlled.
Chu Yu was too lazy to waste words with him and released his aura. Huan Yue's expression changed repeatedly when she sensed the unique aura of the main god on Chu Yu, but she eventually calmed down.
"I don't have time to listen to your reminiscing. We've come here to have you come with us," Chu Yu said, looking at Huan Yue.
Huan Yue chuckled softly: "You should know that Huan Yue only recognizes one master in her life. Only Huan Yue's master can command Huan Yue. Even if you are a god, you cannot make me work for you."
As Huan Yue spoke, he glanced at Ling Ji intentionally or unintentionally. His meaning was all too clear. Chu Yu and the others also looked at Ling Ji, waiting for his reply.
The root of all the problems lies with Ling Ji.
Ling Ji looked up at Chu Yu and the others, "I'm afraid I'm powerless to help. I came here to perish together with Huan Yue."
"What?!"
"Someone actually traveled a thousand miles just to die?"
Chu Yu frowned slightly, but the boy named Huan Yue chuckled indifferently: "Huan Yue, you know you can't kill me, and I will revive you once again."
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