Paper people have no blood, but they will be destroyed by external forces.

This Liang Zhuoyu was her lifelong effort.

Yin Jiu's expression was condensed. When his toes touched the bricks and tiles, he took back the ice edges on Zhao Yingge's body. This was the case. Zhao Yingge's soul, which was not powerful, also showed signs of dissipation.

The ghost king shouted, "Stupid!"

Yin Jiu's demonic power is so powerful. When the gods and immortals ruled this world, even the Emperor of Heaven had to avoid Yin Jiu's sharpness. Zhao Yingge was hit by Yin Jiu, so there was no possibility of reincarnation.

And Zhao Yingge should have been reincarnated as a human being again.

The Ghost Lord has been in charge of the Reincarnation Tower for thousands of years. In the Reincarnation Tower, there are not many people or monsters who are indifferent to each other. However, the Ghost Lord cannot understand the thoughts of these creatures trapped by love from beginning to end.

Just like Zhao Yingge, just like Wanli.

"gentlemen."

Zhao Yingge didn't care about the Ghost Lord's comments on her. She fell into Liang Zhuoyu's arms, and her almost transparent body floated in the air. Her hands stretched out and passed through Liang Zhuoyu's body.

Just like before, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't touch him.

"Sir, do you...love me?"

Liang Zhuoyu symbolically held her hand, with reluctance and love in his eyes. He said lingeringly: "Of course I love you."

Zhao Yingge cried.

The painful cry covered Liang Fei's heart with a layer of sorrow.

Liang Zhuoyu was a little at a loss. Shouldn’t she be happy?

"Mr. Liang will not treat her so gently, nor will he fall in love with her. No matter how you look like her, you will not be him. The gentleness and love you give her are all sharp blades. Just one opportunity will cut her all over her body." Liang Fei said, it was obvious that this opportunity had come.

Liang Zhuoyu recalled Liang Fei's words and looked at Zhao Yingge, who was left with only a ray of breath. The love in his eyes finally settled into a calmness like a stagnant pool: "Yingge, is that true?"

Zhao Yingge did not respond.

Liang Fei called her with concern, but she didn't even look at Liang Fei.

Zhao Yingge just raised her head and looked at the scene where her soul seemed to blend with the stars in the sky, humming the song gently. It was her lover that she could not get and could never go back to.

Zhao Yingge still clearly remembers that day she went through so much trouble to find Liang Zhuoyu, but Liang Zhuoyu splashed her with cold water. Liang Zhuoyu said: "Yingge, this is not the place you should come, go."

Where can she go? Hometown? Where can she have her hometown?

Liang Zhuoyu didn't know that their hometown had been destroyed in the flying wars, and more so were the family destroyed and more so were the things and people changed.

Zhao Yingge saw the illusion of Liang Zhuoyu walking forward without hesitation in confusion. She wanted to chase her, but she completely disintegrated in an instant.

Liang Fei tried to keep it, but there was no room for anything to be saved. He looked at the place where Zhao Yingge disappeared in a daze.

Liang Zhuoyu was still puzzled. Human minds were indeed complicated. He chose to ask Yin Jiu for advice: "Do you understand?"

"I want to discuss your identity more than this." Yin Jiu said.

Someone took advantage of Zhao Yingge and possessed him on the paper man.

"It's boring to say it, you still have to guess it yourself." Liang Zhuoyu didn't want to discuss his identity, "You are smart."

"Did you instruct Zhao Yingge to take away the dragon bone inkstone and the phoenix feather pen?"

"good."

"It was you who told Zhao Yingge Feng's feather pen that could give life to dead objects?"

"good."

"It's not Zhao Yingge who noticed my existence, but you?"

"All right." Liang Zhuoyu nodded and asked, "Do you guess who I am now?"

Yin Jiu spread his hands: "I can't guess. I know so many people, how many years can you count as old?"

"Let me do this, I'll reveal a little more clues." Liang Zhuoyu smiled, "Yuxu Mountain Formation. If you go and take a look, you might remember it."

When the Ghost Lord saw Liang Zhuoyu's figure begin to blur, he shouted loudly: "Stop!"

An attack like a storm fell on Liang Zhuoyu's body, melting a patch of ink, and then destroying Liang Zhuoyu's body into debris.

The Phoenix Feather Pen fell into the Ghost Lord's Palm with debris: "Escape."

"If you let me stop, I will stop? He is not stupid." Yin Jiu said with a lewd sentence.

The ghost king jumped with his brows and grabbed his right hand with his left hand.

"Injured?" Yin Jiu asked, no, right?

The Ghost Lord said: "I'm afraid I'll punch you in the face."

In Lezhai, under the bright lights, everyone sat together and enjoyed a wonderful supper time. From time to time, one or two words of praise for Su Qingwan's cooking skills popped up, giving Su Qingwan a gentle smile.

Turning his back to everyone was Feng Nishang, who was punished to copy books.

Yin Jiu's words were ahead, and Su Qingwan was also a person who kept her word.

Feng Nishang did not copy books or copied the bookmaker neatly, and Feng Nishang and the black cat went hungry together.

Feng Nishang's belly protested against her master's wishes, but she just refused to beg for mercy, and her little figure was particularly lonely under the lights.

"Brother Su, Master Jiu is not here, should you ask her to eat something first? The book is to be copied, but when you are hungry, where can you get the strength?" Bai Lu looked at Feng Nishang so pitiful and pleaded.

"That's right, I'm so hungry that I might feel distressed when I come back. Besides, it's nothing to be lazy occasionally." Ji Jingyun, who was willing to help, also began to say good things to Feng Nishang.

Ayin and Ayang climbed to Su Qingwan's shoulders from left to right, expressing strong agreement with Bai Lu and Ji Jingyun's words.

All the monsters could not bear to see it anymore, but Su Qingwan, who abides by the rules, became the last straw to save lives. Su Qingwan glanced sideways and signaled the monsters to sneak over to see Feng Nishang.

The monsters were curious and tiptoed over and saw Feng Nishang dozing off with his chin. The one who started writing was the paper man folded by Feng Nishang.

Su Qingwan patted her hand with a snap, awakening Feng Nishang.

The demons were speechless, with a constipation expression on their faces that were hard to describe.

Feng Nishang looked back and saw this scene, and was immediately frightened and awake.

Su Qingwan walked over and pinched the little paper man who was still moving: "Copy the book?"

Feng Nishang: "..."

In an instant, the little paper man was snatched back by Feng Nishang and threw him into the water.

Su Qingwan looked at Feng Nishang with a smile.

Feng Nishang glanced at Su Qingwan, and his hand holding the pen trembled.

Someone came in the courtyard. Su Qingwan thought it should be Yin Jiu, but when she walked out, she saw only the Ghost Lord and the infatuated Liang Fei.

Su Qingwan said: "Where is Yin Jiu?"

"He wants to check some old accounts and go to Yuxu Mountain." The Ghost Lord's attitude is much better than when he came. "He asked me to tell you that Zhao Yingge is so desolate that he will not cause trouble again. Liang Fei will leave it to you. Yin Jiu will deal with the rest of the matter himself when he comes back."
Chapter completed!