Zhuchen was still thinking hard about those "Phoenix" remarks.

She knew best whether she was a human being or not, and she was definitely not a bird.

The chance that the demon would be wrong is also very low. After all, he has lived for an unknown number of years. At that time, he could see at a glance that Feng Buye had absorbed the dragon soul. There was no reason for her to make such a big mistake.

...Is it because of the system? There is the remnant soul of the Phoenix in the system? Otherwise, where did it come from so many leftover items of the Phoenix?

Zhuchen felt that he had guessed the mystery. Da Mo took her hand and placed it on top of Liang Hongluo's palm.

The temperature of Liang Hongluo's hands was relatively low, and even the palms of his hands were cold due to the demonic energy, but there was a layer of moist cold sweat.

Feng Buye took a step forward, and Huai Xie caught up with him.

The big devil made a rough spirit gathering array and signaled: "Come on, you can try again now."

Zhuchen skillfully drew a talisman on her hand and silently recited what she wanted to ask. Just to be safe, she even recited it several times. There was still no change in the water mirror, only half of her sad face.

Everyone held their breath in silence, waiting for Zhuchen to speak. But Zhuchen showed no response and stared blankly at the palm of his hand, as if staring into a hole.

The demon took the initiative and asked: "What did you see?"

Zhuchen raised his face and blinked sadly, unable to bear to tell this fact.

Liang Hongluo realized this, his body trembled almost imperceptibly, and he pulled his hand back.

The devil asked again: "What did you see?"

"I didn't see anything." Zhuchen said in a very low voice, "Uncle Mo, don't ask, I just said no."

The demon pondered for a moment and muttered: "It shouldn't be. I clearly saw fluctuations in spiritual energy, which is a sign of results."

Liang Hongluo couldn't stand their sudden teasing and walked away.

Zhuchen said: "I really didn't see anything. The mirror surface didn't change at all. It only reflected my face."

The big devil paused and said suspiciously: "When can the round light technique be used as a mirror?"

Zhuchen was silent, and then suddenly remembered: Yes, the round light technique is just a mirror made of spiritual power. Whether you can see or not depends on fate. Her face has never been reflected before, unless it is——

Da Mo came over, leaned against her, shook his face above the water mirror, and asked, "Have you seen me?"

Zhuchen: "...No."

She was immediately shocked and took a step back: "How is that possible?!"

Liang Hongluo turned around and looked at Zhuchen up and down with hesitant eyes. He hesitated, wanting to step forward but not daring.

Huai Xie said in a daze, "But didn't you just say that my junior sister is a phoenix..."

Liang Hongluo was also so shocked that he was in a trance, and subconsciously shook his head: "Impossible."

"I said she has the soul of a phoenix, but I didn't say she was a phoenix." The demon said, "Where is the real phoenix in this world? Have you ever seen a real dragon?"

It took Zhuchen a long while to withdraw his attention from his hands, and raised his eyes to look at Liang Hongluo. Before he saw anyone, his sight was first blocked by a piece of plain clothes, followed by the familiar cold fragrance.

Feng Buye put away the Hanxu sword, pressed her chest against Zhuchen's face, held her shoulders, and said, "Go back."

When Liang Hongluo saw him appearing again, he was furious and shouted: "Stop! Feng Buye, let me go!"

Feng Buye turned around and glanced coldly, but did not let go of his hand. Zhuchen's brain, which was not yet clear, fell into a more complicated tangle.

After expressing gratitude, he realized: "Master, little junior sister, she..."

Zhuchen's origin is indeed unclear. He only knows that when Feng Buye brought her back, she was in ragged clothes, with withered hair, and couldn't even speak clearly. She was very quiet, and there were many things in her eyes, but she never

Tell them that even though I was sick and confused at the time, I just held the hand of the person next to me and endured it silently. I was full of maturity that my peers did not have.

Liang Hongluo did not dare to approach Zhuchen, so he grabbed Huai Xie with his backhand and asked, "How did your junior sister enter your school?"

Huai Xie went to see Feng Buye and hesitated: "I..."

"It has nothing to do with you." Feng Buye's tone was unkind, and his half-closed eyes were filled with cold light. Something seemed wrong from just now. He asked, "Zhuchen, do you still remember him?"

Zhuchen himself felt groggy, pressed his forehead and said, "I, I really don't remember."

Feng Buye said quickly: "I heard that. She doesn't remember anything, so how can she be your little sister? Come back and stop joking with the big devil."

Feng Buye held Zhuchen's hand tightly, and after taking only two steps, he was blocked by a ghostly demon.

The big devil smiled and raised his hand to block it: "You have said it here, why not continue to explain it clearly? How can there be any reason to hide half of it?"

Feng Buye: "There is no such coincidence in the world. You are the one who made a mistake."

"Isn't this what you often call the way of heaven?" Damo squinted at Liang Hongluo and said with interest, "I thought before that the two of them look alike. This is probably a coincidence."

I am grateful for the enlightenment. Sure enough, he is not the only one who feels this way!

Feng Buye's voice became colder and harsher, waving his hand to signal him to get out of the way: "I never thought it was the same."

Liang Hongluo stepped forward with his sword, pointing it directly at Feng Buye's back. The muscles in his hands and feet were twitching uncontrollably, so that the tip of the sword kept shaking, and it had no deterrent effect.

"Let go. I know where there are burns on my little sister. Just let me take a look and I'll know."

Zhuchen lowered her head, and the hand holding her became tighter and tighter, causing pain in her left hand. She couldn't help but cry out: "Master!"

Feng Buye's strength suddenly loosened, but he still stubbornly held her by his side, a little anger welling up in his dark pupils, as if he was dissatisfied with the great demon's inquiry.

Zhuchen slowly turned his head, with a little anxiety, to meet Liang Hongluo's moist eyes.

The blurry face that had woken him up from countless cold dreams finally became clear. Liang Hongluo felt that the person in front of him, with eyes and nose, should look like this.

The scar on his heart was torn open, but the blood flowing out made his whole body come alive. For the first time in a long time, he felt that he could breathe again.

"Little sister..." Liang Hongluo called in a low voice, "Big brother didn't recognize you, are you angry? Big brother didn't mean it, but I just can't remember what you looked like when you left."

Zhuchen's heart beat violently, and he said bitterly: "It's true, I don't remember much about the past."

The big devil suddenly stretched out his hand and tapped Zhuchen's forehead at a speed that Feng Buye didn't expect.

In the morning, she caught a glimpse of a golden light, shining from her spiritual platform, and then the world fell into a blank, leaving only the lazy voice of the demon echoing in her consciousness, and then she lost consciousness.

"Fellow Taoist Zhuchen, are you confused by your sleep?"

In the gray sky, dots of goose feathers floated down from above, fluffily covering the leaves.

The cold wind soaked through her coat, and her body felt like it was wrapped in a pool of ice water, unable to move.

It turns out it's snowing. The snow will turn randomly in the wind.

I raised my head in the morning, and the world in my pupils became clear.

The young Liang Hongluo held her in his arms and wrapped her tightly with his last coat. He was half-leaning against the wall, his face was red, he was breathing heavily, and he couldn't open his eyes.

I remembered it in the morning.

At that time, Liang Hongluo stole a piece of clothing and two cooking cakes from home and prepared to leave with her on his back.

In the twelfth month of winter, he fell ill before he had gone very far. He hugged Zhuchen and hid behind an earthen wall for shelter from the wind.

For the boy, the world is too big, so big that he can never escape. But it is also too small, so small that he can't find a place to stay.

Zhuchen got out of his arms, touched his hot forehead, put the coat on him with difficulty, tucked the corners for him, and then tremblingly went to knock on the door of the house next to him.

She wanted to find something to eat or some medicine, and bowed to others with her hands folded to say hello, but no one paid attention.

In such a season, life seems to be extremely difficult.

Before she had gone far, she was taken back by her family members. Liang Hongluo heard the noise, woke up from his coma, and chased after her to stop her.

Unfortunately, he was too weak to fight against the adults due to his illness, so he could only watch Zhuchen being put into a carriage by them and disappearing at the corner of the street.

The last sight I saw of him in Zhuchen was of him lying on the ground crying helplessly.

Not long after he was taken away, Zhuchen also started to have a high fever.

The monk leading the way was afraid that she would infect the children in the car, and he didn't want to spend money on her medical treatment. He cursed her and left her on the road.

I climbed up with difficulty in the morning, followed the track, and walked back step by step.

Her steps were very small, and she only walked a short distance after walking for a long time. Her whole body staggered, and when she was about to fall, she was caught firmly by a pair of hands and picked up.

The man's body was very warm, and he gently hugged her to his chest, and there was no wind around him. He placed her on a couch, gave her warm milk, whispered in her ear, and wiped her

Frozen fingers.

Zhuchen's world was very confusing. For a while, it was completely plunged into darkness, and no movement could be heard. Then his heart started beating like an explosion, and even the veins on his neck were bulging. The blood that had stopped flowing returned to normal, giving

Her body brings a touch of warmth.

When she opened her eyes again, she could no longer remember where she came from and where she was going. It was as if she had just been born into this world. She only knew that she was going to see someone and she couldn't let him worry.

It turned out to be...it turned out to be him. It seemed like too long had passed.

When I opened my eyes in the morning, I heard a few people talking outside. It was so detailed and messy that it was about to start an argument.

Feng Buye warned in a stern tone: "If you take her to the demon world, I will kill you with one sword. This is no joke."

Liang Hongluo chuckled and said inexplicably: "Why should I take her to the devil world?"

Feng Buye: "You should know for yourself what your intentions are."

"What can I do? Will I harm her?"

"Just be afraid, you thought you were good to her, but in the end you just hurt her."
To be continued...