"What is the meaning of the ring you gave me?" Song Ling asked.
To be honest, Song Ling couldn't figure out why she could be related to Song Mo. Of course, she was very grateful to Song Mo for saving her from Sheng Wu, even if it was a mistake or for another purpose.
The other party is the king of monsters after all.
Just because you don't want to kill her now doesn't mean you won't want to kill her in the future.
With such a plague god by her side, Song Ling would have to worry about her life all the time.
What's more, when it was outside the realm, Song Mo's intelligence was obviously not yet enlightened, but after that, it behaved as if it had learned human emotions and six desires, and its speech was similar to that of enlightened children.
Just look at this...
Song Ling felt very horrified. In just a few hours, Song Mo was able to learn in a decent way. If you gave him time, would he even learn all the weirdness in people's hearts?
Don't dare to think about it.
"The meaning is..."
Songmo is stuck in the shell.
After a while, Song Mo continued: "The meaning is, I want to save you."
"Why do you want to save me?" Song Ling asked again.
The cool night breeze blew into the guest room, causing the window to creak several times. Song Ling tilted her head to look at the moon, holding the ring on her right middle finger with her left hand.
The ring is getting hot.
"Because I want to save you." Song Mo's answer was brief but affirmative.
Under the shadow of the moon in the distance, there were large swathes of birds soaring, and then, two shadows of beasts crossed the sky, leaving behind several dark shadows like clouds.
The beast shadow should be the handiwork of Silent Night.
Song Ling, who was slightly in a trance, noticed that the ring was even hotter. She subconsciously turned the ring a few times, and then asked: "Then let me change the question, where do you come from? Are you in the ring, or somewhere else, why? Can you suddenly pull me into that out-of-bounds place?"
However, Song Mo's answer surprised Song Ling.
"No, that's yours."
mine?
Song Ling was a little surprised.
Now that her spiritual veins and bones are all broken, how can she get the spiritual power to stabilize a place outside the boundary? Even when she was healthy, she only had a golden elixir cultivation level and had no ability to consolidate a place outside the boundary.
After a pause, Song Mo continued: "I am in the ring and also in your body."
"It was you who woke me up, have you forgotten?"
Sentence after sentence.
Song Mo's words became more and more fluent, and his thoughts seemed to become clearer.
"Three years ago, I, who was already disabled, lost to that old guy and was severely injured and critically injured by him. It was you who gave me a place to rest and recuperate."
God knows how broken Song Ling's heart is at this moment.
She obviously understood every word, but when put together, it became like a heavenly book and she couldn't understand it at all.
"It was you who helped me find part of the remaining body three years later and successfully awakened me so that I could regain consciousness."
"So it wasn't me who saved you, Song Ling, it was you who saved me."
All the details come together at this moment.
Song Ling suddenly remembered——
When she was injured in Nanzhen, her master had indeed doubted her as to why she could survive without any serious injuries even when Dao Yixianzun died.
But Master didn't find any secrets in her.
Could it be said that it was Song Mo who attacked her and Dao Yi Immortal? And Dao Yi Immortal did nothing. He tried his best to die with Song Mo. Although he failed to kill Song Mo, he still severely injured Song Mo. ink.
Does the so-called remaining body refer to the body that Shengwu snatched?
If that were the case, it would make sense.
Because Shengmu took a bite of her flesh, her blood with residual spiritual power entered Shengmu's mouth, causing the Song Mo originally hidden in her body to be attracted to Shengmu's body.
The two meet again.
Song Ling escaped from death.
So here comes the question...
Why was Song Mo dormant in her body three years ago?
What about the place outside the boundary that belongs to her?
How did Song Mo escape his master's eyes back then?
Countless questions condensed in Song Ling's mind, but before she could continue to ask Song Mo, there were several loud noises coming from the direction that had just startled the flying birds.
The sky was instantly illuminated by fiery red light.
Smoke rose and screams broke out.
Song Ling, who originally wanted to lean out and take a look, saw her eyes go dark. When she opened her eyes again, she was already in a place outside the boundary. Moreover, this time, her body and soul were outside the boundary of light together.
The palm-sized pine ink was rolling on the ground. The hard hair somehow softened and fluttered in the wind. It felt good to the touch and made people want to stroke it.
Song Ling held back.
What stood before her was not some cute spiritual beast, but the ferocious and bloodthirsty Monster King of Nanzhen.
Perhaps he was dissatisfied with Song Ling's patience. After rolling a few times, Song Mo looked at Song Ling with his head raised and asked, "Why don't you follow your own heart?"
"My heart is, I want to go back." Song Ling squatted down holding her knees.
Song Mo shook his head, smoothed the hair on the top of his head with his paws, and then said: "If you want to go back, then use your own thoughts to open a way back. You know, the reason why you are here , not because of me, but because you subconsciously feel scared and want to run away."
Was this the case the first two times as well?
Song Ling was a little undecided.
She couldn't tell whether Song Mo was lying.
In fact, after seeing Song Mo evolve so fast, Song Ling's inner feelings towards Song Mo were more like fear. She didn't know what Song Mo could grow into, or how far he could learn.
"I didn't lie." Song Mo snorted dissatisfied and kept rubbing his head against Song Ling.
Song Mo suddenly said such a sentence, which startled Song Ling. She quickly stood up, took a few steps back, crossed her arms warily, and said: "How do you know what I am thinking? Could it be possible...have you read it? The art of the heart?”
If that were the case, Song Ling really didn't know what to do.
A monster that becomes stronger every moment, a monster that can connect to her soul and talk to her directly, a monster that can read her mind!
Just thinking about it gave Song Ling goosebumps all over her body.
"Because I feel you are doubting me." Song Mo blinked his eyes and said, "I have been recuperating in your spirit bones for three years, so I can feel your love and hatred, Song Ling, Don't be afraid of me, I will be sad."
Every word that came out of Song Mo's mouth made Song Ling particularly frightened.
She had never heard of such a thing that monsters could inhabit human souls.
"Song Ling."
"What are you afraid of?"
Seeing that Song Ling was still retreating, Song Mo quickly followed up with steps.
"I won't hurt you, and I can't hurt you. Don't you believe me?"
"Or, in your heart... you always think that I am just a greedy monster."