877. Chapter 877 Dreaming in the previous life [5]
"That is Xiang Meng's family heirloom. She trusted me so much that she gave it to me, but I couldn't keep it. I could only watch the totem rotting in the mud day after day and night after night..."
After Hua Xi heard this, she almost couldn't breathe and died. She never thought that the demon totem had rotted!
In other words, there are no demon totems in the world today?
How could this be possible? Then she would never be able to collect all the eight totems she sought so hard!
"No wonder, it turns out that the rotten demon totem helped you cultivate into a demon and suppressed your demonic energy." Chong Xi said calmly.
Hua Xi looked at him. At this time, he still seemed so calm and calm.
However, finding the eight totems has always been her ambition and has nothing to do with anyone else.
"Did the demon totem just disappear?" Hua Xi sat down frustrated. She had never been so disappointed in her life.
The fire of hope that was burning in front of her eyes was extinguished so easily, and she was a little unwilling to do so.
However, there is nothing we can do...
No matter how powerful a person is, he cannot withstand time.
More than 1,400 years have passed, and the demon totem has long since rotted into soil.
It was the first time I felt so powerless, the first time I felt useless.
Originally, there was a high mountain ahead, full of hardships and dangers, but as long as she crossed it with all the hard work, she would definitely get what she wanted.
However, now the mountain suddenly disappears, and the front becomes a bottomless cliff. If you jump down, you will find nothing.
She really didn't know what to do.
Hong Xin looked at Hua Xi's disappointed look. From his angle, he could just see Hua Xi's side profile very close.
At this moment, two huge red candles were burning in the center of the ancient tree, and the light just happened to shine on Hua Xi.
She was wearing a red wedding dress, with her long hair simply pulled back so she could wear a phoenix crown. The loose wedding dress fit over her thin fifteen-year-old body, as if she was wearing the wrong costume.
She lowered her eyebrows, and her two rows of eyelashes were like two butterfly wings, fluttering slightly, casting a blue-grey shadow on her face.
Even though there are shadows, those eyes are still as clear as water, and under the small and delicate nose, the pink lips are lightly pursed.
Hong Xin looked at it and couldn't help but feel a little crazy. This face gradually overlapped with Xiang Meng in his memory, and there seemed to be some similarities.
"You..." Hong Xin couldn't help but speak, with some kind of verification in his hoarse voice, "What's your name?"
"My name is Hua Xi." Hua Xi sighed.
"Master Hua Xi, forgive me for taking the liberty..." Hong Xin said carefully.
He actually called himself 'Shangshen'. Hua Xi, who was feeling depressed, couldn't help but smile, "I'm not Shangshen."
"Then, who is that god?" Hong Xin was a little surprised. Could it be that he has already surpassed the level of a god?
Anyone who can appear with the God King must be a great person!
"I'm just a mortal." Hua Xi couldn't help laughing.
Hong Xin's cloudy old eyes also widened. Although there were layers of wrinkles and droopy eyelids, it was not difficult to see that he was still a handsome boy when he was young.
"Mortal?" Hong Xin couldn't believe it and quickly asked Chong Xi for confirmation.
Chongxi smiled and nodded.
Is he a mortal?
Hong Xin's mood was even more excited than before.
"She is a mortal, so does she have reincarnation?" he asked eagerly.
