"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, why don't you take a closer look?" The old man's voice seemed to have sunk to the bottom of the valley, with a hint of desolation.
Sima Zhihe, Wu Xin and others hurriedly ran to Prime Minister Qiu to urge him, "Prime Minister, can you please stop showing off? Who is she? Who do you think she is? Do you know a woman from the God Clan?"
Qiu Xiang showed a bitter smile, "What kind of woman is that from the God Clan?"
Jiang Nai's cold gaze fell on the woman's face, which was covered with messy hair. He stared at it for several seconds, but still didn't recognize who it was.
Her eyes grew colder by the second, staring at the ghost-like woman in front of her as if staring at a corpse.
The eyes without any emotion looked at them for a long time and then moved to one side.
"Except for Xiao Bingcube, I don't have any acquaintances in the God Clan." The little girl said coldly, "This person came to Jiuhuan Mountain to cause trouble. I..."
"Your Majesty!" Qiu Xiang's hands couldn't help trembling slightly, and his voice became a little louder, "Are you really unable to recognize me?"
Maybe Your Majesty just doesn't want to recognize the person in front of you?
Jiang Nai turned to look at the old man and said, "Xiang Qiu, if you have anything to say, just say it!"
She doesn't really like twists and turns.
Xiang Qiu took a deep breath and said, "Your Majesty, your Majesty, look at her hand, her left hand."
Jiang Nai's eyes drifted down and landed on the woman's dark and skinny hands.
A string of bracelets with its skin peeled off seemed to have grown into the woman's flesh, embedded quite deeply.
There is also a small bell at the bottom of the bracelet. It was originally a white jade bell, but after being exposed to the wind, sun and all kinds of abuse, it has become so black that the original color cannot be seen.
Jiang Nai raised his face and smiled at the ferocious looking ghost, "Are you...my Yuhe?"
As soon as she gently raised her hand, the evil ghost rushed towards her.
Everyone screamed in shock.
In the midst of the commotion, Jiang Nai quickly punched and hit the opponent's chest and abdomen as hard as iron.
After a muffled sound, Li Gui's figure suddenly flew backwards.
But he made a big turn in mid-air, and was pulled in front of him with a thin thread by a stern-faced little girl, who then slammed him to the ground.
"You're not."
"My Yuhe is already dead."
He died three thousand years ago and died in the city together with his mother.
Isn't it what she saw with her own eyes?
The woman in front of him, who looks like a ghost with copper skin and iron bones, is not his Yuhe, no!
"Nana." Shen Yi turned to look at her, feeling slightly startled.
The little girl looked very uncomfortable at the moment.
His eyes were dim and silent, as if every trace of light had disappeared.
This is an emotional expression of extreme loss of control.
That was the case that night at Xuanjian Peak.
When the whites of her eyes disappear little by little and are replaced by thick black like ink, Nana will become rigid again and will not recognize her relatives.
The ghost-like woman was dragged to the ground, struggling desperately and screaming.
Her messy long hair was cut by Jiang Nai's strength.
As messy clumps of hair fell to the ground, everyone could see her face as white as gold paper more and more clearly.
This face probably cannot be said to be completely human.
Rather than saying she is a human being, it is better to say she is a ghost.
On that pale face, a pair of empty, dark eyes stared coldly at everyone.
There is a heavy black color on the lower eyelids.
The face is so thin that it is not human-shaped, but some outlines belonging to Jade and Princess can be vaguely distinguished.