The obsessions of the ghosts who had the great revenge dissipated, turned into white lights and flew into the sky, and the dark night sky seemed to have many shining stars.

Bitzen remembered, as if a long time ago, when she was not the mansion owner, she also liked to sit on the city wall like this, counting the stars in the sky, guessing whether these stars were made by those who died.

It really is...

Beaten bent one leg and put one arm on his knee, shook the jug casually, and muttered, "You have all completed your obsession and are freed, what about me?"

"When will my obsession be dissipated?"

It's ridiculous, she was obsessed with half her life, but it was all for a nihilistic person.

No wonder she searched for his soul all over the place, it turned out that everything was just a doom for him to return to the Immortal Clan.

After the calamity, he didn't need her anymore, so he left her and didn't look at her again.

Beaten thought about it, and couldn't help laughing. She didn't know whether she was laughing at herself who had been searching for him for hundreds of years in her previous life, or at this dramatic fate.

The wine in the jug was drained in one go, Biten stood up staggeringly, and silently looked at Youzhou, which had just experienced a tragic fight, the darkness covered the bloody traces, and at this time, the whole city was dead silent.

The deep revenge of the people of Youzhou has been avenged and finally they can rest in peace, but there are more ghosts of demons in this Youzhou city.

Today is different from the past. Now everything can become a ghost. Unlike before, only a few ghosts appeared.

Bitzen is very familiar with this kind of change. It was like this in her previous life. Since Youzhou was slaughtered by the Demon Race, more and more ghosts of various races have died.

When ghosts accumulate more and more, they become a group called ghosts—existences that exist side by side with humans, immortals, and demons.

Some ghosts are good, and some ghosts are evil, causing chaos in the world, so they need to be controlled.

The ghost world was born because of this.

Just like what Bitzen said to the third prince, she will open up a ghost realm, where the living will not be allowed to enter, and the dead will not be allowed to escape. She will contain all the ghosts that appear in the world and prevent them from doing evil.

Just like she did in her previous life.

Beaten has always felt that the appearance of ghost kings and ghost clans has nothing to do with Tiandao.

Everything in the world has its own fixed number. Whether the appearance of the ghost clan is a part of the plan of heaven, Bitzen does not know yet, but as the ghost king, she is naturally responsible for the ghost clan.

We can't let the ghosts run around and harm innocent mortals, so we simply carve out a place and put them in place.

Biten took a deep breath, forcing herself to stop thinking about Lou Jing's affairs, and made a seal with her hands, pulling up a layer of enchantment outside the entire Youzhou.

She closed her eyes and extended her power to every corner of Youzhou, but no matter how she focused her mind, her thoughts would always drift to other places unknowingly.

She remembered the first time she saw Lou Jing in her previous life, the dazed and shy look on his face when she kissed him for the first time, and the fiery entanglement in the long night between life and death...

A piece of coldness fell on Beaten's cheeks, and she opened her eyes, only to find that the sky was getting brighter, and another snow came quietly.

But soon, Beaten noticed that a figure appeared in the distance.

He came on the snow, his whole body was radiant and restrained, and his white clothes seemed to wash away all the filth in the world.

For a moment, Beaten felt that her heart, which had been dead for a long time, seemed to be beating violently again.

But in the blink of an eye, her shrunken eyes returned to dead silence and returned to indifference.

The Xianjun who came on the snow seemed to be walking very slowly, but he seemed to see Youzhou, which was gradually becoming emptiness behind Bitzen, his figure stopped, and in a flash, he flashed to Bitzen's not far away. place.

Biten was supporting the city wall. Since the ghost realm was about to be completed, her figure was like Youzhou behind her, and it seemed that she was about to dissipate.

She looked at Xianjun in white standing not far away in silence, with no expression on her face.

Hundreds of years have passed, and two lives have passed. didn't expect to see each other again. This is actually the case.

She also didn't expect that when he separated from Lou Jing a few days ago, he didn't wait for her and took out the sky eye directly.

Beaten was a little caught off guard, but more at a loss.

She looked at Shangxian Junxuan not far away with unfamiliar eyes, trying to find out even the slightest similarity between him and Lou Jing.

However, no.

Not far away, the immortal Junxuan was not as handsome as a mortal, and his outline was not very similar to Lou Jing.

He didn't speak, just looked at her so silently, as if he didn't know where to start.

The two faced each other with such a cold face for a long time.

In the end, it was Biten who spoke first. She was tired of turning her eyes away from his face: "I didn't know that Shang Xian Zun was driving, and that there was a loss to welcome him. I didn't know that Shang Xian came here, so what's your purpose?"

Beaten said, looking behind him.

This time he didn't even bring an immortal soldier.

Shangxian Junxuan, who was alone at the gate of the Ghost Domain, was still as cold as an ice sculpture. He had no intention of opening his mouth. White hosta.

Biten's full of anger was immediately aroused. She looked at the hosta in his palm coldly: "What does Xianjun mean? Are you going to give it back to me?"

Shangxian Junxuan shook his head and stared at her with a pair of glazed eyes. He seemed to have not opened his mouth for a long time, and his voice was jerky: "I...I didn't forget."

Beaten was stunned for a moment, and finally realized what he meant.

It's not that she will take the token back, and she will never end her favor, but tell her that he still remembers those things, and he has not forgotten them.

How to forget, how to forget?

He and her A Jing are not the same person after all.

Beaten glanced at the immortal Jun Xuan who had no expression from beginning to end, and took back the hosta from his palm in silence.

Biten's fingertips slowly rubbed the pattern on the hosta, and murmured in a trance: "This is what I gave to A Jing, what does it have to do with you?"