Volume 3 Chapter 501 Only Belong to Your Sleeping Daughter
It was a weak soul, a soul that had lost its mind and wandered on this earth in confusion for many years...···
She wandered aimlessly, not knowing where the end point was.《》/《》/
Her figure cannot be seen with the naked eye, only spiritual consciousness can see clearly, her beautiful face, and her confused soul...
She was floating in a wisp of white gauze from her soul, and there were many souls like her around her. They seemed to be invisible to each other, just wandering in groups.
She had no memory. She forgot how she died and how she became like this. She only vaguely remembered that she seemed to be looking for something...
But she couldn't remember what she was looking for.
Walking, floating, searching over and over again, are you looking for the direction of home, are you looking for the warmth in life, are you looking for the location of the sect... She is the hostess.
With her identity, she should have left during the drastic changes fifteen years ago. With her identity, as a person from the Immortal Clan, this place does not belong to her. She should have followed the people of the sect and left this Nine Yin Realm.
…
But she still appeared in Su Ming's consciousness, in the form of a floating soul.
Su Ming stood there, looking at her among the dozen floating souls in front of her who could not be seen with the naked eye but could clearly be seen with his spiritual consciousness. He looked at her pale face, floating soul body, and the confusion in her eyes.
.
This was the only person who was worried when at the gambling conference, when Tian Lanmeng bowed his head and Saint Wanqiu of the Haiqiu tribe avoided looking, and no one said a word for him, Su Ming.
Su Ming really didn't know much about this woman. He only saw this woman on the Wuman battlefield and heard her words of fate...
After that, there was some contact with this woman in Hong Luo's memory, and then there was a blank until the encounter in the Nine Yin Realm.
He was even vague about this woman's name.
I just know that some people call her... a hostess.
This is a very strange title. Does Su belong to which Su? Su Ming looked at her and fell silent.
In front of Su Ming, floating souls floated past him one after another. They seemed to be unable to see Su Ming and turned a blind eye until after seven or eight floating souls passed by Su Ming, this white gauze
The woman is approaching.
With confused eyes, she slowly approached Su Ming. The moment she drifted away from him, her figure suddenly stopped!
She seemed to have noticed something, and turned her head to look at Su Ming, but in her eyes, what she saw was nothingness... But she didn't know why she felt that it was very warm here, it seemed... here
This is the place she has been looking for.
She slowly raised her jade hand, as if to touch the warmth. Su Ming looked at her and let her hand rest on his body, touching his face.
It was very cold, this was Su Ming's first feeling.
He saw that the woman's soul had no expression at all, but at this moment, it gradually showed a smile. The smile was beautiful, showing innocence and an indescribable attachment.
She touched Su Ming's face, slowly approached and snuggled into Su Ming's arms. She closed her eyes and showed a satisfied look, as if she had been searching for a long time and finally found her destination.
She is the girl of destiny, the destiny of destiny...
Fifteen years ago, she could have left, but she didn't leave. She chose to stay. There was no fate in the outside world, so she was no longer the hostess. Only here, here was destiny, here, she was
She is the girl of fate...
She has been raised since childhood, from a weak girl to now, changed by a name. Although she is one of many maidens, she came from the fairy clan, and her only purpose is to see her destiny with her own eyes...
So, she didn't leave. So, after searching for several years, one rainy night, she became floating. But even though she had become a soul, even though she had forgotten everything and lost her mind, she was still searching, constantly searching.
Look for.
Su Ming looked at the woman's soul in front of him. In silence, he felt her attachment. He stood there, day and night...
Vaguely, the memory in his mind revealed a feeling that did not exist before...
It was an endless dark night, very cold, and loneliness and loneliness became eternity. This was the first unknown number of years since he lost his sister's voice.
He was still lying there. He could feel everything in the outside world, but he was numb and had forgotten it.
Until a voice, with a hint of childishness and timidity, whispered weakly beside him.
"Hello, big brother...I...my surname is Bai, which is Bai Bai, my...my name is Ling'er...I come from the Hidden Dragon Sect..."
"Brother, are you fate...what does fate mean? Why do they all call you fate?"
"Brother, I miss home. I don't want to be here. Do you miss home? Where is your home... Let me tell you, my home is beautiful. I also have a younger brother, but I haven't seen him for a long time.
It’s his turn…”
"Brother, Grandpa Mo said that I can become a host girl like everyone else, but I don't want to be like them. I want to be a host girl that belongs only to you from now on... No matter where you are in the future
, I will always be by your side..."
"Brother, I want to take a look at you when you wake up. I will go find you. Will you remember me..."
The darkness of memory slowly dissipated, and what appeared in front of Su Ming was still the chaotic sky in the Nine Yin Realm at this moment, the shaking earth, and in the dark night, from far away, the lines connecting the heaven and the earth.
beam of light.
Su Ming lowered his head and looked at the woman in his arms. She had her eyes closed, as if she was sleeping, and her smile was sweet and content.
"Bai... Ling..." Sadness gradually filled Su Ming's eyes, and he suddenly understood something, but it was still a little blurry.
After being silent for a long time, Su Ming let go of his hand bitterly, but the woman's soul clung to him, even if it was empty, it seemed unwilling to let go, until Su Ming put it into his storage bag.
Until Su Ming went to the ruined Witch City, found Ahu's soul, and took it away. He walked alone in the dark night towards the valley of the Ming Clan.
In the early morning, Su Ming returned to the valley of the Ming Clan. Standing on the valley, he looked at the hundreds of Ming Clan in front of him. He suddenly couldn't tell whether these people were alive or dead...
He sat down and looked at the sky, confused.
The sun rose and set, and as the day passed, Su Ming sat there without getting an answer.
"Perhaps all the explanations can only be known when we finally leave." When midnight fell on the third day, Su Ming opened his eyes.
"The world spirit here will awaken, and earth-shaking changes will begin within this period of time. So before I leave, I still have one doubt...Wanli Mountain..." Su Ming's eyes were focused, and he suppressed the inner feelings.
The Yinling clan was shocked and confused. He stood up and looked into the distance in the dark night.
After a long time, Su Ming's body turned into a rainbow and disappeared into the night sky. His consciousness unfolded and he galloped towards the place where the Bat Saint Clan was.
There will be his last stop in the Nine Yin Realm, looking for why the blood and fire overlap exists, looking for why the fire barbaric technique in his memory appears here, and looking for what is wrong in his memory.
There was also the name of Wanli Mountain, where was his familiarity? Su Ming vaguely found the answer in his heart, and he was going to confirm it.
As Su Ming was speeding in the sky, his consciousness dispersed many times, but there was no breath of Ji Yunhai. The puppet body Ji Yunhai had turned into seemed to have disappeared and could not be found.
Until Su Ming saw the Bat Saint Clan in front of him at dawn, he still did not feel the fluctuation from Ji Yunhai.
In front of Su Ming, there was a land filled with countless cracks and ravines. The ravines were unfathomable, and bursts of cold air spread out and filled the surrounding area.
Especially on the ground in the distance, there is a place where all the cracks and ravines intersect. There, there are no deep pits or more ravines, but a mountain!
A mountain that towers into the clouds, is completely dark, and exudes a cold air!
This mountain did not exist fifteen years ago. It is as if it emerged from the earth and stands between heaven and earth!
Almost at the moment Su Ming approached this place, in this dark night, Su Ming saw countless pairs of cold eyes suddenly appear in the countless dark ravines around the earth.
Those pairs of eyes were shining in the darkness, staring at him. Not only were the ravines filled with such eyes, Su Ming also saw many such eyes on the towering mountain peaks, all focused on him.
A pair of eyes with various connotations such as indifference, ruthlessness, bloodthirsty, etc., exist on this earth, which is enough to shock people's hearts after seeing them.
But Su Ming didn't. He walked forward silently. He had only one goal, which was the mountain, which was called Wanli in the Bat Saint Clan!
As Su Ming approached, a sharp roar suddenly echoed from the ground. This was not the voice of a bat saint, but the roar of all the bat saints here at the same time.
This sound was like a sound wave, possessing earth-shattering momentum. The moment it was raised, the dawn in the sky seemed to recede, but it was unable to stop Su Ming's footsteps for even a moment.
Even as the sound swirled, the sound of flapping wings came out violently, and a pair of eyes in the darkness approached quickly with flashes, suddenly transforming into countless members of the Bat Saint Clan!
At the moment when these members of the Bat Saint Clan rushed toward Su Ming, suddenly, a vicissitudes of voice slowly came out from the top of the mountain.
"The members of the bat saint tribe who worship me...don't make any noise...this is my guest. I have been waiting for him for a long time...a long time..."
As the sound echoed, the Bat Saint clan members who were about to rush out stopped making any sound one after another, and returned to the ravine abyss. Even the pairs of flashing eyes slowly extinguished, finally making this person