Mu'an Continent and Yucheng settled their homes.

A girl of about thirteen or fourteen years old curled up on the bed, her face was pale, her whole body was trembling, and her head was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans. The people in the room were pacing back and forth in the girl's room worriedly.

The girl seemed to be in a nightmare, her mouth opened and she sucked in big breaths.

Suddenly, the clear sky became dark, and a thunder in the sky scared everyone's hearts trembled.

As the thunder fell, the girl on the bed suddenly opened her eyes and flicked up from the bed: "I want to kill you!!"

"Miss, Miss."

"Good Baoer, what's wrong with Gawd Baoer."

A series of concern sounds came into my ears. An Beisheng looked at the eyes full of concern, his beautiful eyes full of confusion.

The darkness and thunder in the sky at that moment seemed like a dream. After the dream ended, the sky was still cloudless, and the intoxicating fragrance of flowers was scented in the wind.

"this……"

An Beisheng looked at the furnishings around him, and there was a big red curtain hanging on the big bed where the three of them could sleep. Diagonally opposite the bed was a dressing table with tortoiseshell colored shells, which was gorgeous and dazzling. The dressing table was filled with a wide range of things.

In the middle is a set of red sandalwood tables and chairs. On the table is a white jade plate, a glass cup, and fresh fruits are placed in the plate. A screen is placed behind the red sandalwood table and chairs. A vivid portrait of a woman is hanging on the wall, which is nine-point like An Beisheng!

An Beisheng opened his eyes slightly.

Isn't she dead?

"Good baby, tell me, you can discuss with your father what you want, why do you have to seek death?" Seeing An Beisheng not responding for a long time, An Zhaotian couldn't help but hug her, and she burst into tears.

"Master, Bei Sheng has just woken up, don't be anxious first." A beautiful woman pulled An Zhaotian away and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.

"Good Baoer, do you still know your father?" An Zhaotian stared at An Beisheng with heartache, with a hint of hope in his eyes.

An Beisheng looked at the people in the room and the slightly fat middle-aged man in front of him, and had a headache. He couldn't help but press his temple with his hands: "I... have a headache. Can I stay by myself for a while?"

"Good Baoer..." An Zhaotian was a little panicked when he heard this and hurriedly called the doctor: "Doctor Li, what's wrong."

Doctor Li took the pulse for An Beisheng, and only felt the pulse was calm. He looked at An Zhaotian with a worried look on his face, paused, and said, "Master, the lady just woke up, I'm afraid she feels a little uncomfortable, so let her have a good rest."

Upon hearing this, An Zhaotian slapped his thigh: "It was me who was negligent, I was negligent. Go and go, don't disturb my good baby'er's rest. Good baby, the maid is right outside the door. If you have any trouble, just call them."

An Zhaotian instructed in a gentle voice, looking at An Beisheng with a pale face, he led everyone to look back and walked out of the door.

"I..." After the surroundings were quiet, An Beisheng trembled and stroked his face with his hands. His eyes were still there and there were no whip marks on his body. Then was everything she had experienced a dream?

"Owner……"

A faint cry came from his mind, and An Beisheng's pupils shrank.

"Yeah?"

"It's me, master, I'm still there, master, don't be afraid." A familiar voice came, and An Beisheng burst into tears in an instant.

"You... weren't you swallowed by Taotie?"

"Master, I was swallowed by Taotie. It was the palace master and the emperor who saved my spiritual consciousness." Yingying explained, "The palace master and the emperor were afraid that Fu Wenran and the others would not let you go before they destroyed their dantian. They expected that if it reached the last moment, An Zimu would definitely bring the feather spirit hairpin to stimulate you, so they left a wisp of divine power on the feather spirit hairpin.

This wisp of divine power will protect your soul when your soul dissipates, independently find the most suitable body for your master, and help the master reborn through his body. As my master's companion pet, I also came to this continent with my master."

When An Beisheng heard these words, she felt mixed feelings. She curled up, hugged herself, and closed her eyes in pain: "All this is my fault, it is my fault..."

She was silent and didn't know how to comfort her. The most beloved princess in Zhile Palace is now the dead soul attached to her. How sad!

"Master, the palace master, the emperor and the empress said, I hope you will live well and not go back to Zhile Palace again." After An Beisheng's mood calmed down slightly, he said whimper.

An Beisheng was silent when he heard this, and then asked, "Where are you, do you also hope I don't want to take revenge?"

"Master, Yingying is your companion pet. Anything that the master wants to do, Yingying will work hard to help the master complete it."

"Since that's the case," An Beisheng slowly raised his head, wiped away the tears from his face, and his eyes were full of hatred: "Let's kill Zhile Palace and take back all the ones belonging to us!"

He noticed An Beisheng's unstoppable hatred, Yingying's heart was sore. The once innocent and innocent little princess now has to bear such a heavy responsibility. If possible, she hopes that she can live a good life on this continent.

Yingying adjusted her emotions and could not retreat in the face of the righteousness of the country. Fu Wenran and An Zimu were ambitious and their hearts were as poisonous as snakes and scorpions. Under their governance, the people of Xuanwu Continent did not know how hard it should be.

As a companion pet who is in love with An Beisheng, Yingying knows that whether it is to avenge An Beisheng's death, the palace master and the emperor and the empress suffered a torture, or to ensure the stability of the living beings in Xuanwu Continent, An Beisheng could not live as peacefully as if nothing had happened.

"Master, this is Mu'an Continent. Compared with Xuanwu Continent, spiritual power is too barren, so it will be much harder to practice." Yingying said, "However, this body is extremely talented and is almost the same as the master.

Only when the master has reached a certain level of cultivation can he successfully enter another continent and we have the opportunity to find the entrance to Xuanwu Continent."

An Beisheng nodded and sat in front of the dressing table. In the mirror, her face that was exactly the same as her original body made her eyes slightly wet. She turned to look at the painting on the wall. Her name was written in the lower left corner of the person in the painting.

An Beisheng.

The difference between one word is very different.

From then on, she was An Beisheng, who came for revenge.

The one who replaced her was the evil ghost from hell.
Chapter completed!