Shi Miao's heart was filled with turmoil, but his appearance remained calm.
Stay calm! Ji Jingyao was just having a few dreams, and she didn't have the Demon Lord's memories. Even if the Demon Lord himself came, as long as she didn't acknowledge him, she wouldn't be intimidated.
"If you trust me, write down your horoscope for me to see."
Ji Jingyao dipped his hands in water and wrote eight characters on the table.
Shi Miao felt mixed emotions. He actually gave it to her! He must have trusted her too much. She calculated it, and the fate of this person… was indeed identical to the Demon Lord's. Everyone in the cultivation world knew her and the Demon Lord's fate, but no one dared to cast a curse directly against them. After all, the difference in strength was too great. A rash move would not only fail to kill them, but also risk backlash and annihilation.
It wasn't her fault for not recognizing him. After all, Ji Jingyao and the Demon Lord looked different, each possessing a different style of handsomeness. One was reserved and aloof, the other elegant yet domineering. As for his soul... who would have thought that the Demon Lord, who so powerfully overwhelmed all demons, possessed a soul so well-suited to being a cauldron?
"Judging from your horoscope, you must be the reincarnation of a certain cultivator. In your previous life, you failed to protect the person you loved, so you became possessed by the devil."
According to Ji Jingyao, he slaughtered all the culprits in his dream.
Shi Miao certainly had no sympathy for her so-called powerful fiancé, who had brought countless disasters upon the people. She had originally planned to finish them off after her escape, making them pay the price. However, the Demon Lord acted even faster than she did, and he didn't even have a chance to reincarnate.
But the Demon Lord is the Demon Lord, and Ji Jingyao is Ji Jingyao. There's no need for him to dream too much because of this. This world is much more peaceful than the world of cultivation. Unlike cultivators, they not only have to fight against the heavens, but also against others. Even Shi Miao has several cultivators' lives on his hands.
Ji Jingyao raised his eyes, his gaze fixed on Shi Miao, "The other person in my dream looks exactly like you."
Shi Miao said roguely, "Maybe it's because I'm naturally beautiful and I left a deep impression on you, so you used my face as a substitute."
"I know I'm good-looking, and it's normal for you to dream about me. But next time, don't say such things to girls casually, otherwise it will easily cause misunderstandings."
Ji Jingyao discovered that ever since Shi Miao discovered her exposure, she had simply given up on pretending.
"I can see that you don't want to be involved with me."
He pointed this out directly. Whether it was modifying his memory or preferring to die this time, Shi Miao could be said to have carried out the word "avoid suspicion" to the end.
Shi Miao's expression turned solemn. Compared to his usual gentleness, he looked even more aloof and distant. "I am destined to die young. It would be a sin to provoke others in this situation."
At her current cultivation speed, she would be able to achieve Soul Soldiers' Reincarnation in a few years and achieve Nirvana. Shi Miao also had no intention of falling in love with anyone.
The girl before him remained so calm even when she spoke of her own early death. Like the deities in a temple, she seemed so far away from the human world. Ji Jingyao's breathing became chaotic for a moment, and his heart felt as if it had been stabbed by something.
He realized that he hated hearing about her death from Shi Miao's mouth, and he hated seeing her covered in blood even more.
His hands clenched into fists, and his cold voice took on a rare edge, sounding aggressive. "Don't you metaphysical masters love to change fate? Are you planning to give up just like that? You haven't even tried hard yet, have you?"
Countless ordinary people in this world live well, some even live to be a hundred years old. Why can't Shi Miao do the same?
Taking in his reaction, Shi Miao's heart skipped a beat. This wasn't good. Could this person have been infected by his past life's emotions just by dreaming about them?
She now believed that the Demon Lord had genuine feelings for her before he lost his memories—even feelings that extended to his reincarnation. But after his memories were fully restored, would that brief moment in the human world really leave many traces in his heart?
Shi Miao made his expression serious and decided to take the initiative. "Ji Jingyao, what you did is very unfair to me and an insult to me!"
Ji Jingyao, who was originally angry because Shi Miao didn't care about his life, was a little confused by Shi Miao's sudden anger. A moment of confusion passed across his handsome face, "I insulted you?"
He has always respected Shi Miao.
Even when Shi Miao was serious, she still looked very capable of fooling people. Her clear eyes were now dancing with anger. "The reason you treat me well is because you treat me as a substitute, right?"
"It's not fair to be the reincarnation of the woman in your dreams. I am me, not someone else."
"That's not true." Ji Jingyao subconsciously wanted to refute. When he first met Shi Miao, even though he had some prejudice against her due to the rumors, he couldn't help but find excuses for her. At that time, he hadn't had those dreams yet. But he also admitted that after those dreams, his feelings towards Shi Miao became more complicated.
He wanted to avoid her, but at the same time he unconsciously wanted to pay attention to her. His soul seemed to be pulled by some force that he could not control.
This kind of painful, sweet and tormenting emotion was very unfamiliar to him. He had never experienced such a complex and strong emotion before. It was like a child who had eaten dessert for the first time and subconsciously wanted to taste more.
The rebuttal was swallowed back and Ji Jingyao fell into deep thought.
Could it be that he was accidentally using Shi Miao as a tool to experience his emotions?
No wonder Shi Miao was so angry. He had inadvertently become someone he himself was not ashamed of.
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