Fake Ling Xuewei frowned, with a solemn expression on her face.
Lingxi next to him winked at Huangfuchen and told him to stop talking.
"Xuewei, don't worry too much. We will accompany you to find him at dawn. Besides, your health doesn't allow it right now. Didn't you see that your face is as white as white at the moment? When we get to the town, hurry up and go
Rest and refresh yourself so that you can better find people."
Soon, they arrived in the town and came to the inn, where they went to rest separately.
"Xuewei, do you want me to accompany you?"
Fake Xuewei shook her head and touched Xiao Lingxi's head, "I'm fine, don't worry, you guys have a good rest."
Then he turned around and entered the room.
Ling Xuewei was always like this, so Xiao Lingxi didn't doubt it and returned to the room.
In the room, the "woman's" eyes changed.
As long as they absorb each other's spiritual energy, they can disguise themselves as others, and even their auras will be exactly the same.
Through the messages in the sea of consciousness, one can know all the news about the people around them, including their daily conversations, the way they get along, and even their abilities, moves, and combat skills... This is the terrifying thing about the Faceless Clan.
It is a pity that the faceless people have begun to wither away a hundred years ago, and the number of people in the tribe is getting smaller and smaller year by year. Now she is the only one left. It is for this reason that he was taken under the command of His Highness the Dark Emperor for future use.
She has never failed since she pretended to be a human being.
It's just that the person she is pretending to be at this moment makes her feel a little troublesome.
She had previously explored Ling Xuewei's sea of consciousness and found that she could not fully decipher it. Part of it seemed to have been deliberately hidden or sealed by her, and no matter what she did, she could not enter.
This has never been the case.
But she subconsciously concealed it. As the last member of the Faceless Clan, she was proud and confident. Even if she couldn't decipher that part, with the information she knew, she could disguise it perfectly, even the people closest to Ling Xuewei.
Unable to tell!
The window was opened, and a black butterfly flew out, quietly, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.
Through spiritual knowledge and information from His Highness, she knew that Ling Xuewei owned two contracted beasts and a mysterious alien space. If she didn't want to be exposed, she couldn't give them a reason to ask about this in the past few days.
The best way is...
So at dawn the next day, Lingxi and the others found Ling Xuewei who was suffering from a high fever.
"How is she, Ah Chen? Is she in serious trouble?"
Yuwen, Xuan, Ling, Xi and Yifeng were anxiously guarding the bedside. Among them, Huangfu Chen was the only one who knew Qihuang's technique.
At this time, the fake Xuewei faintly woke up on the bed.
"Xuewei, are you awake?!"
"How do you feel now? Is there anything uncomfortable about you?"
"What's wrong with me..."
"You have a high fever! I called you in the morning, but you didn't respond for a long time. I was worried that when I came in, I would find that you had a fever! Why did you suddenly have a fever?"
"Maybe it was because of the cold wind yesterday... Ahem... By the way, what time is it now?" The counterfeiter looked weak.
"It's already time!"
"Chenshi..." Fake Ling Xuewei suddenly wanted to sit up, but Yu Wenxuan hurriedly stopped her, "Hey, what are you doing?"
"There is no news about Xiong Cang yet, I have to find him..."
"Look at what you are looking for when you are so sick! Okay, you just lie down and rest, and leave the male guards to us! Don't worry, we will definitely return you with a complete guard. Yifeng, Ah Chen
You think so?"
Xiao Yifeng nodded.
Concern flashed in Huangfuchen's eyes, "You have a good rest, and don't forget that your current body does not allow you to be willful."
What does this mean?
Ling Xuewei pretended to be confused, but remained calm on the surface, "I understand, you guys...be more careful."
"Don't worry, we'll come back as soon as we go, and let Lingxi stay here with you. Lingxi, you take good care of her."
The three of them said a few words and left quickly.
"Xuewei, don't worry, they will be fine."
"Um."
The counterfeit eyes slightly lowered, a glimmer of pride fleeting, and when he raised his head again, he had regained his former coolness.
****
Undersea castle.
Inside the palace.
Ling Xuewei finally gathered her emotions and began to ask what happened.
After burning the incense, she understood the situation. It turned out that Gongsun Yan had been in chaos after his death, and when he regained consciousness, he was already in the body of Netherworld Split Sky.
Gongsun Yan suspected that maybe Netherworld Split Sky had not completely swallowed up his soul at the beginning, or maybe it was because the last ray of soul that revived him had stayed in his body for too long, so it was unknowingly absorbed by him and died after his death.
Later, he absorbed his remaining spiritual consciousness in the world.
But because the spiritual consciousness was too weak to compete with Netherworld Split Sky's consciousness, he temporarily closed himself off and fell into a deep sleep. Gradually, he woke up after recovering. Apparently, Netherworld Split Sky also noticed it.
"It's just that I don't understand why he said that only I can help him?"
Gongsun Yan's eyes were deep and deep, "Any lingering consciousness may be dissipated as long as the long-cherished wish during life is resolved."
Ling Xuewei paused.
So that’s it.
No wonder Netherworld Split Sky dared to release Gongsun Yan's spiritual consciousness so openly. It turned out to be his intention and knew that she didn't dare to resist.
Lingxi, Yifeng and the others are in the hands of Netherworld Split Sky, and I'm afraid they won't be able to do anything even if she doesn't listen.
"This person from Netherworld Split Sky has a deep scheming mind. Xuewei, you..."
Suddenly Gongsun Yan covered his head, showing pain on his face.
"What's wrong with you?!" Ling Xuewei quickly stepped forward to investigate.
"He...is here..."
he?
When Ling Xuewei suddenly saw a pair of purple eyes, she suddenly understood.
It’s Netherworld Splitting Sky who’s back!
"Bang!"
For some reason, a trace of evil energy flashed in the returning person's purple eyes, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed Ling Xuewei's neck and pressed her against the table!
The clear green faded away, leaving only scarlet.
Cold and terrifying.
Ling Xuewei subconsciously protected her abdomen and stared at her without retreating at all, "Are you crazy?! Let go!"
After a while, the fear in Netherworld Split Sky's eyes gradually faded away, and clarity returned.
As soon as Nether Split Sky let go, Ling Xuewei kicked him, ducked, and retreated a few feet away from him, her face full of vigilance.
"Miss Ling, you don't have to be like this, I won't do anything to you." You Ming Split Sky smiled faintly.
Ling Xuewei still looked at Netherworld Split Sky coldly.
"It seems that you have met him. How is it? How does it feel to see an old friend whom you haven't seen for a long time?"
Nether Split Sky slowly sat down, his face relaxed and he regained his previous laziness.
"Coming here isn't entirely a bad thing, is it?"
Ling Xuewei remained silent, and Netherworld Split Sky didn't care, "I think he has told you the purpose of coming to you. Miss Ling is so smart, she should know how to choose."
"You want me to choose between my fellow disciples and him?"
Ling Xuewei looked at Netherworld Split Sky with extremely cold eyes.