Chapter 877: Dream Searching in Past Life [5]
"It was Xiangmeng's heirloom, she trusted me so much that she gave it to me, but I couldn't keep it, I could only watch the totem rot in the mud day after day, night after night......
After Hua Xi listened, she almost couldn't breathe, she never thought that the demon totem had rotted!
In other words, in today's world, there is no demon totem anymore?
How can this be! Then the eight totems she was looking for would never be able to be collected!
"No wonder, it turned out that it was the rotten demon totem that helped you cultivate into a demon, and suppressed your demon qi." Chongxi said flatly.
Hua Xi looked at him, at this time, he still seemed to be so calm and calm.
However, finding the eight totems has always been her ambition, and it has nothing to do with others.
"Did the demon totem just disappear?" Hua Xi sat down dejectedly, he had never been so disappointed in his life.
The flame of hope that was burning in front of her eyes was easily extinguished, and she was a little unwilling.
However, there is nothing to be done......
No matter how strong a person's power is, it can't withstand time after all.
More than 1,400 years have passed, and the demon totem has long since rotted into dirt.
The first time I felt so powerless, the first time I felt very useless.
Originally, there was a high mountain in front of her, full of hardships and dangers, but as long as she crossed it with great difficulty, she would definitely get what she wanted.
But now the mountain suddenly disappeared, and the front turned into a bottomless cliff, jumping down, and there was nothing.
She really didn't know what to do.
Hong Xin looked at Hua Xi's lost appearance, and from his angle, he could just see Hua Xi's side very closely.
At this moment, in the center of this ancient tree, two huge red candles were burning, and the light just shone on Hua Xi.
She wore a red wedding dress, her long hair was simply tied up so that she could wear a phoenix crown, and the loose wedding dress was draped over her fifteen-year-old thin body, as if she were wearing the wrong costume.
Her eyebrows were lowered, and her two rows of eyelashes flickered like the wings of two butterflies, casting a blue-gray shadow on her face.
Even with shadows, those eyes were still as clear as water, and under the small and delicate nose, pink lips were gently pursed.
Hong Xin looked at it, and couldn't help but be a little stupid, this face gradually coincided with the Xiangmeng in his memory, and there seemed to be some similarities.
"You ......" Hong Xin couldn't help but speak, with some kind of verification in his hoarse voice, "What's your name?" ”
"My name is Hua Xi." Hua Xi sighed.
"Hua Xi is a god, forgive the villain for taking the liberty ......," Hong Xin said carefully.
He actually called himself 'God', and Hua Xi, who was in a depressed mood, couldn't help but smile a little, "I'm not a god." ”
"So, who is that god?" Hong Xin was a little surprised, could it be that he had already crossed the level of a god?
To be able to appear with the God King must be a great character!
"I'm just a mortal." Hua Xi couldn't help laughing.
Hong Xin's cloudy old eyes also widened, although there were layers of wrinkles and drooping eyelids, it was not difficult to see that when he was young, he should still be a handsome guy.
"Mortal, mortal?" Hong Xin couldn't believe it, and hurriedly asked Chongxi for confirmation.
Chongxi smiled and nodded.
Is it mortal?
Hong Xin's mood was a little more excited than just now.
"She's mortal, so is there a reincarnation?" He asked urgently.