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Chapter 1: I will chop you into pieces with my own hands!

The sky was getting brighter and brighter, the sun was blazing like fire, and in the sky, Ji Qingmeng always felt that his whole body was soaked in a cold chill.

The temperature around her was obviously very high, as if it could melt people, but she didn't feel any heat. Instead, she felt cold all over her body. Moreover, this chill spread from her heart to her whole body, and she felt it unknowingly. Her whole body was so cold that she didn't even know how she left Prince Ling's Mansion.

How did that slender and tall figure send her away with such a bright smile?

The face of such a handsome man turned out to be an unforgettable nightmare for her. She did not dare to look directly at his smile, but the smile that seemed to have a scorching temperature always appeared in her mind.

If you want to get the Sun and Moon Divine Walking, you must quickly dig out Dongfang Ling's heart. Then, only in this way can the Sun and Moon Divine Walking be completely separated from Dongfang Ling, so that you can have a new relationship with her. The integration process of the master.

However, humans are all made of flesh and blood, and if the heart is forcibly taken out, death is certain.

If Dongfang Ling had to take out his heart, even if he was a spiritually powerful person, he would not be able to survive. What's more, Dongfang Ling had never practiced spiritual power at all.

To restore her memory and kill Dongfang Ling, she had to choose to give up her memory.

Even if she couldn't remember what was happening in front of her, even if it meant a lot to her, Yu Shuhan had already died for her before, and now, she could never let Dongfang Ling die again.

As for things like memory, it’s not impossible.

After all, the high priest knows everything about what happened thousands of years ago.

"Let's go back."

It seemed that he didn't notice the weird expressions on Ji Xiyan, Ji Ningran and Xiaodi's faces at all. His body swayed slightly, and the spiritual power spread in the air, and he rushed towards the hotel where he was staying.

At this time, she just hoped to escape as soon as possible and not to set foot on this land again.

However, she did not notice that not long after they left, a ghost-like figure quietly landed in front of Prince Ling's Mansion.

The man's figure was slender and thin, as if he could not help but be frail, and his cloud-like black hair flowed in the wind, making him look very free and unrestrained.

What is even more eye-catching is that the white clothes on his body are hanging loosely on his body, his strong chest is looming, and he wears a half-moon mask on his face, which makes him look very chic.

However, the people around him seemed to completely turn a blind eye to such an outstanding man, as if he was like air, doing his own thing as if nothing had happened.

The man in white narrowed his eyes dangerously, and glanced at Ji Qingmeng and his group who were gradually moving away. His hoarse, hoarse voice, with a hint of coldness, gradually floated in the void.

"Is it because you are soft-hearted and can't bear it? Then, let me serve the goddess. I am just a prince, there is nothing to worry about. Even if I kill Dongfang Ling, I will only repay the blood debt. It's just a small part of it. When your memory is fully restored, you will understand that everything I did was correct, and these people deserve to die ten thousand times."

Although those voices were low and almost inaudible, the cold and murderous aura in them gradually spread without any concealment. The murderous aura slowly lingered deep into Prince Ling's palace, and the figures who were somewhat confused and still unclear about the situation also

It can be felt.

"What? Did you find it? Haha, it is indeed the power of the top ten artifacts. It's a pity that the owner of this thing should be the goddess of our Ji family."

The man wearing the silver crescent mask sneered in a low voice, and his body swayed slightly, and the ghost-like figure disappeared in an instant without a trace.

Xiaodi, who was about to return to the inn, suddenly seemed to feel something. His brows knitted together tightly, and he turned back to look in the direction of Prince Ling's Mansion as if he was sensing something. His eyes became complicated, as if he was thinking about something.

Could it be that he is overthinking it?

"Xiao Di, what's wrong with you?"

Ji Xiyan turned around and saw Xiaodi in a daze. She tilted her head and asked in confusion. With her spiritual consciousness, she didn't find anything unusual. However, Xiaodi had been hanging around in the imperial capital for such a long time. Naturally,

As they become more familiar with these things, they will surely feel more that they cannot feel, right?

"I don't know if it's an illusion, but I seem to feel Xiaotian's breath!"

"Little Tengu? Is he actually here too?"

Ji Xiyan suddenly raised his eyebrows and muttered in a low voice, as if he was planning how to deal with this big bastard who was running around without saying goodbye and appearing without showing up.

"Are you sure it's Xiaotian?"

Ji Qingmeng's mind suddenly shook. Xiaotian had been encouraging her to collect all the artifacts so that she could recover her memory. If Xiaotian knew that the Sun and Moon Divine Walking was Dongfang Ling's heart, he would probably ignore her.

The will can be taken directly, right?

After all, to Xiaotian, people like Dongfang Ling have no existence value at all, they are just the descendants of the enemies of the Ji family a thousand years ago.

"I'm not sure if that's the case. After all, the breath just passed by in a flash. Maybe it's just my illusion."

Seeing Ji Qingmeng's anxious look, Xiaodi immediately shook his head, not daring to agree. He, who had always been very rigorous and serious, couldn't help but think about himself and didn't dare to say the word "sure" directly.

However, before he finished speaking, he felt Ji Qingmeng's figure rushing out like a gust of wind. He couldn't see clearly like lightning. He suddenly caught the person's eyes and rushed to Ling.

The palace is now.

She must hurry over and be sure to get ahead of Xiaotian, otherwise Dongfang Ling will really be dead!

Even if he had an artifact like the Sun Moon Divine Walking on his body, Dongfang Ling would definitely not be able to defeat Xiaotian.

"Who are you?"

In Prince Ling's Mansion, Dongfang Ling had been thinking about why Ji Qingmeng had such a strange attitude. Suddenly he felt the obvious cold murderous intent, and his face suddenly condensed. Before he had time to react, he found that the other side appeared at some unknown time.

A ghostly figure appeared.

Sitting cross-legged very lazily, he grabbed the wine glass, poured himself a glass of wine, and started to admire it.

"It is indeed a fine wine brewed with the bone marrow essence of Warcraft. The taste is really memorable. It's really good!"

Dongfang Ling was the ghost king who was feared by everyone. This man wearing a silver crescent mask actually seemed to not care at all about his questioning and answered incorrectly.

That expression didn't seem to take Dongfang Ling seriously at all, and he was just enjoying the wine.

"This king is asking you, who are you?"

Dongfang Ling was already a little irritated by the attitude of the man in front of him. In his heart, only Ji Qingmeng could enjoy these sakes with him. This guy actually came to his place so arrogantly and ignored his questions. What's more, he even Drinking his wine unscrupulously is simply bullying others too much. Such people should be minced into pieces!

"Haha, my identity is actually not that important, but does His Highness Prince Ling know who he is?"

The masked man laughed lightly, ignoring Dongfang Ling's red eyes that were about to spit out fire, and poured himself another glass of wine with a relaxed smile.

"Who am I?" Dongfang Ling suddenly felt a little confused. He really didn't know how to answer this question.

"I am the Ghost King Dongfang Ling. You, a traitor, are so bold that you broke into the palace in broad daylight. Letting you commit suicide is the greatest forgiveness. I have decided to chop you into pieces with my own hands!"

Dongfang Ling was just stunned for a moment before he immediately reacted, because the masked man drank most of his bottle of sake in just a few words.

In an instant, he felt an unknown fire burning in his heart, and he was about to go crazy with anger.

"Haha, how old do you want to make me? Hahaha, there are really a lot of arrogant people in this world. If you didn't have that baby, do you think you still have the ability to survive in the world?"

The masked man casually threw aside the wine bottle in his hand, his eyes flashed with light, and he stared fearlessly at the Ghost King who was feared by everyone in the imperial capital.

Suddenly, he flashed in front of Dongfang Ling like lightning, pointed at his heart, looked at him coldly and said, "Are you not surprised at all? With a mortal body like yours, how could it be possible? Can you catch a monster? There are many people who are more powerful than you in martial arts. Why can you do what they can't do? "

With a bang, Dongfang Ling seemed to hear the thunder in his ears. He paused slightly, and his blood-like eyes were filled with horror that was about to overflow.

Because, what this man wearing a mask... said is true! (To be continued)


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