Hua didn't believe that Lingji possessed a treasure like the "Records of the Six Realms" that knew about the affairs of the Six Realms. So, who exactly is Lingji?
Gu Xi and Tu Er realized what was happening when they asked Ling Ji. At this moment, everyone was watching Ling Ji warily, and Mo Lin beside Ling Ji was not even on their radar.
Ling Ji stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes filled with immense sorrow and longing as he gazed at Huan Yue, as if speaking to the flowers and the others, yet also to himself: "Yes, how would I have known? Because it was originally mine."
"What?" Hua exclaimed in surprise.
Everyone was caught off guard by the meaning revealed in Ling Ji's words.
Lan Yue stepped forward, scrutinizing Ling Ji closely, trying to find any resemblance between him and the boy from back then. After a long while, Lan Yue asked uncertainly, "Are you Huan Yue?"
Hearing this long-unheard address, Ling Ji's eyes flashed with a complex light as he looked at Lan Yue: "Who are you? Have we met before?"
Despite the passage of many years, Huan Yue's memory has always been excellent. Looking at the person who called out his name, he was quite certain that he had never seen such a person before.
Blue Moon hesitated for a moment before reverting to its original form.
"Why do I feel like I've seen Senior Blue Moon somewhere before? It's like I've seen her somewhere before," Tu Er muttered to herself.
Mo Qi and the others who had been traveling with Lan Yue were secretly surprised to see Lan Yue regain her true form.
Ling Ji was shocked upon seeing Lan Yue's true appearance, and hesitated before asking, "Are you Princess Lan Jiao?"
"Lan Jiao?!"
"Is that the statue we saw in Lanzhou?!" Tu Er exclaimed in surprise.
Except for Gu Xi, who was unaware of the reason, everyone else had indirectly seen Lan Jiao when they were in Lanzhou, whether at the Guanyin Temple in Lanzhou or at the ice sculptures below Lanzhou.
I never thought I'd actually get to see the real person in person.
Lan Jiao smiled and parted her lips slightly: "So many years have passed, it's kind of you to still remember me."
Ling Ji still couldn't believe it when he saw Lan Jiao standing alive in front of him, talking to him. "You weren't... how could this be?"
Lan Jiao smiled bitterly: "Yes, I should be dead, but I'm still alive."
"That's not what I meant, I just..." Ling Ji tried to explain in a panic, but Lan Jiao chuckled and said indifferently, "It's okay, I know you didn't mean anything by it."
Tu Er and the others were already surprised enough to see Lan Jiao alive, but now, listening to Lan Jiao and Ling Ji's conversation, it seemed that they were old acquaintances. For a moment, they were all confused and couldn't figure it out.
“I remember you were this young when we last met,” Lan Jiao said, gesturing with her hands.
Ling smiled, a rare occurrence: "Yes, back then I was just a child who barely reached the princess's waist. If the princess hadn't saved me, I probably would have become food for a hungry wolf long ago."
Ling Ji still clearly remembers Princess Lan Jiao who descended from the sky and saved his life. In his young eyes, Princess Lan Jiao, who appeared out of thin air, was like a goddess from the divine realm.
Hearing Ling Ji recount what happened back then, Lan Jiao also felt nostalgic and sighed, "Yes, you were so young back then. Later, I thought about going back to see you, but I never expected that I would never have the chance again."
After Lan Jiao finished speaking, Ling Ji also fell silent.
No one would know that a child once wandered in the wilderness for ten years just to see the "goddess" who saved him.
But he did not see the "goddess".
It wasn't until he grew up that he learned that the woman named Lan Jiao was not a goddess, but a princess of the demon race who had died long ago.
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