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Chapter 612 The Spirit Dove commits suicide (3)
With so many problems combined, it would be an idiot if Lingjiu hadn't noticed something strange.

She was thinking, could it be that she slept for a century after sleeping, slept through the war between monsters, slept through the catastrophe of heaven and earth, slept through time and space?This must be too unbelievable.But Heizi's teeth are in her hands, and Heizi's remnant soul is also in front of her eyes, neither of these can fool anyone.

After coming out of Yinxianmen to Qianqian Illusionland, she never met a fellow clan other than Xue Gongzi and Zichu. She thought it was a bit strange at first, but now it seems that the number of real monster clans has decreased to a certain extent. The place of activity is really rare.

If it is said that the monster race was almost extinct, everything was done by the human race——Lingjiu frowned, and hatred rose from the bottom of her heart.

This trace of hatred is like a single spark, which is a little out of her control and has the potential to start a prairie fire.

This made Lingjiu involuntarily take a breath, and frowned even tighter.

She has already noticed that once the grievances between the monster race and the human race are involved, her reason seems to be affected by something, pushing her to an absolute situation, and tempting her to reject and hate the human race.

Although she really doesn't like foreigners, she doesn't want to always affect her mood because of people she doesn't like.

She has already decided that the Thousand Demon Palace must be visited, and she must find out the situation about the demon clan.

If you just want to go to Thousand Demon Hall, you must separate from Song Xiaobai.

Because of what Zichu said, the grievances between the human race and the monster race seem to be more serious than in ancient times. Since Song Xiaobai is a monk of Yinxianmen, how could he go to the monster race's territory?
Huh?Why can't you go?

Lingjiu suddenly opened her eyes, looking at the sleeping face of the man close up.

What if you win Xiaobai's owner to her side?
In the words of human monks, it is degeneration.

This is not the first time she has done this kind of thing. Before that, Leng Yixuan and the others lured some emotions out of them and lured them into a position opposite to human monks.

Isn't Kui Lan a person who is on the side of the Yaozu?

There was a strange wave in Lingjiu's eyes. She is a monster, and it is impossible to live in peace with him all the time. If she doesn't want to leave him or become an enemy of him, she must either be tamed by him and become his monster, or she will be his monster. Tame, be her man.

What's more, she has feelings for him, and if she lets him go, it may become a hidden danger.

There have been many such examples in the Yaozu Mountain Range, and the final result is a tragedy, either you die or I die.

Lingjiu did it when she thought of it, but the method she was thinking of was suitable for Song Xueyi.

The few examples she did before were just for fun and to cause trouble for the monks.As for what will happen to Leng Yixuan and the others, she doesn't care, but Song Xueyi is different, she doesn't want him to die.

Moreover, according to her observation, Song Xueyi didn't seem to care about anything in particular, nor was she someone who could be subdued by simple coercion.

Thinking of the things Song Xueyi was particularly concerned about, Lingjiu suddenly had a flash of inspiration, as if Xiaobai's pet owner cared about him a lot?

This thought just passed away in a flash, and the corners of Lingjiu's mouth still curled up slightly.

There is still some time before leaving Qianqian Mirage, and she can slowly observe her little white owner in the next time.

However, can you test it now?
Lingjiu stared at Song Xueyi's sleeping face with squinted eyes, and a scent of fascination permeated the tent. This fragrance is invisible but intoxicating, awakening the deepest desire in the heart, falling into a drunken dream and not wanting to wake up, but I don't know if it's true The dream is still awake.

In his sleep, Song Xueyi felt a gentle touch on his cheek, and that familiar touch made him yearn for it.

"Song Xiaobai." Hearing this familiar voice for a moment was like thunder.

Song Xueyi opened his eyes.

The goal of entering is a snowy field and a peach blossom forest, and he is lying on the cushion in the pavilion.

The familiar scene made him lose his mind for a moment, and then he turned his head to look at the people around him.

The woman was wearing a loose white skirt with peach blossom patterns embroidered on it, which made her beautiful face more lively and pretty.At this time, she was looking at him with rippling eyes, smiling, as if she could speak.

"Jiu'er." Song Xueyi whispered.

Lingjiu was stunned, almost thinking that he had revealed his secrets, but looking at the illusion around him, it was Mixiang's natural illusion based on human thinking, which showed that this was the deep memory and longing in the heart of Xiaobai's owner, and it also showed that Xiaobai's owner was indeed It's right to fall into an illusion.

But why did he call out his own name as soon as he opened his mouth?
One may emerge from the heart of Lingjiu.

The name Jiu'er is actually someone else!
Does the owner Xiaobai see me as someone else?
This also shows that the name Jiu'er is not specially given to me... Every time Xiaobai's owner calls me, does he think of others? Does his tenderness and care for me belong to others, but I act as a stand-in and a shadow!
Thinking of this possibility, Lingjiu felt her heart constrict suddenly, and almost couldn't maintain the illusion for a moment.

"What is Jiu'er thinking?" Song Xueyi stretched out his arms to embrace the people around him.

Lingjiu was embraced by him without realizing it. The man looked at her deeply, his eyes sparkled, and he almost drowned in joy, "Have you remembered? Why did you make all this?"

Lingjiu looked into his eyes, she couldn't bear to destroy that pure happiness, even if she couldn't express the sourness in her heart now.She found that her usual ability to remain calm was gone, which made her unable to smile against her mood.

This sadness was noticed by Song Xueyi, he gently stroked the hair of the person in his arms, his movements were so careful that Lingjiu felt deeply cherished, just like he usually strokes her fur.

"Jiu'er neither speaks nor reads my words, even I have no way of knowing what Jiu'er is thinking."

Lingjiu took a breath and whispered: "Is Jiu'er important to you?"

To Song Xueyi, this sentence was tantamount to making him understand something.

He sighed silently, hugged the person in his arms more and more cherishingly, and said with a smile: "Ju'er is the most important thing to me."

"Apart from Jiu'er, what else do you want?" Lingjiu asked.

"Having Jiu'er is enough."

Lingjiu hates iron and steel: "Power, status, strength, these are not what you want? A man must be ambitious, not to mention that there is no strength in this world, what you get may be lost, and there is nothing you can do if you are robbed by others."

This sentence touched Song Xueyi and reminded him of some past events.

I don't know if he was too emotional, and the phantoms around him became a little turbulent.

(End of this chapter)