It was a weak soul, a soul that had lost its mind and wandered in confusion on the earth for many years......

She wandered aimlessly, not knowing where the end would be.

Her figure is invisible to the naked eye, only the divine sense can see clearly, see her beautiful face clearly, see her confused soul clearly......

She was wearing a wisp of white veil in her soul, drifting, and there were many souls like her around her, as if they couldn't see each other, just wandering in groups.

She had no memory, she had forgotten how she had died, she had forgotten how she had become like this, she only vaguely remembered what she seemed to be looking for......

But what she was looking for, she couldn't remember.

Walking, floating, looking over and over again, is it looking for the direction of home, is it looking for the warmth of life, is it looking for the location of the sect...... She is a hostess.

With her identity, she should have left in the upheaval fifteen years ago, with her identity, a person from the immortal clan, this place did not belong to her, she should have followed the people of the sect and left the Nine Netherworlds......

But she still appeared in Su Ming's divine sense, with such a floating spirit.

Su Ming stood there, looking at her among the more than a dozen floating souls in front of her, who could not be seen by the naked eye but clearly witnessed in her divine sense, looking at her pale face, floating soul body, and the confusion in her eyes.

This was the only one who was worried when he bowed his head in Tianlan Meng, when Wanqiu, the holy woman of the Haiqiu Department, avoided his gaze, and no one said a word for him Su Ming.

Su Ming really didn't know much about this woman, he just saw this woman on the battlefield of Wuman back then, and heard her fate......

After that, in the memory of Hong Luo, there was some contact with this woman, and then it was blank, until the encounter in the Nine Netherworlds.

He didn't even have the woman's name in the eye.

Just know, some call it ...... Hostess.

This is a very strange title, which Su is it, is it fate? Su Ming looked at her and was silent.

In front of Su Ming, floating souls floated past him, as if they couldn't see Su Ming, they ignored it, until after seven or eight floating souls walked by Su Ming's side, the woman in white yarn approached.

With a confused look, she slowly approached Su Ming, and the moment she drifted away from him, her figure suddenly froze!

She seemed to notice something, turned her head, and looked at Su Ming, but in her eyes, what she saw was nothingness...... But she didn't know why, it felt warm here, and it seemed to ...... This is where she has been looking.

She slowly raised her jade hand, as if to touch this warmth, Su Ming looked at her, let her hand on her body, and touched her face.

It's very cool, this is Su Ming's first feeling.

When he saw the woman's soul, he didn't have the slightest expression, but at this moment, he gradually showed a smile, and that smile was very beautiful, full of innocence, and revealing an indescribable attachment.

She touched Su Ming's face, slowly approached, slowly snuggled into Su Ming's arms, closed her eyes, and showed a satisfied expression, as if she had been looking for a long, long time, and finally found her home at this moment.

She is a dormitory, a fateful ......

Fifteen years ago, she could have left, but she didn't leave, she chose to stay, there is no fate in the outside world, then she is no longer a hostess, only here, there is fate here, here, she is a fateful girl......

She grew up from a weak girl to the present, changed by a name, although she is one of many hostels, but she came from the fairy clan, the only purpose, is to see the fate with her own eyes......

So, she didn't leave, so, after searching for several years, on a rainy night, she became a floater, but even though she had become a soul, although she had forgotten everything, and lost her mind, she was still searching, constantly searching.

Su Ming looked at the soul of the woman in front of him, in silence, feeling her attachment, he stood there, day and night......

Suddenly, the memory in his mind surfaced a feeling that did not exist before......

It was an endless night, cold, cold, loneliness and loneliness became eternity, and it was the first time in many years since he lost his sister's voice.

He was still lying there, he could feel everything in the outside world, but he was numb and forgetful.

Until a voice, with a hint of immaturity and timidity, whispered faintly beside him.

"Hello big brother...... I...... My surname is white, and I am white of white, and I ...... My name is Ling'er...... I'm from the Hidden Dragon Sect......"

"Big brother, are you fate...... What does fate mean, and why do they call you fate?"

"Big brother, I'm homesick, I don't want to be here, do you miss home, where is your home...... I'll tell you, my house is beautiful, and I have a younger brother, but I haven't seen him for a long time......"

"Big brother, Grandpa Mo said that I can be a dormitory girl like everyone else, but I don't want to be like them, I want to be a dormitory girl who only belongs to you from now on...... No matter where you are in the future, I will always be there for you......"

"Big brother, I want to ...... Take a look at you awake, I'll look for you, will you remember me......"

The darkness of memory slowly dissipated, and what appeared in front of Su Ming was still the chaotic sky of the Nine Yin Realm at the moment, the shaking earth, and the pillars of light that connected heaven and earth in the dark night, from a long distance.

Su Ming lowered his head and looked at the woman in his arms, her eyes were closed, as if she was sleeping, and her smile was sweet with satisfaction.

"White ...... Spirit ......" Su Ming's eyes gradually filled with sadness, and he suddenly understood something, but it was still a little vague.

After being silent for a long time, Su Ming let go of his hand in bitterness, but the woman's soul was holding on to him, even if it was empty, it seemed that he was unwilling to let go, until Su Ming put it in the storage bag, until Su Ming went to the ruined Wucheng and found Ah Hu's soul, and after taking it away, he was alone, in the dark night of the sky, towards the valley of the life clan.

In the early morning, Su Ming returned to the valley of the life clan, standing on the valley, he looked at the hundreds of life clans in front of him, and he suddenly couldn't tell whether these people were alive or dead......

He sat down, looked at the sky, confused.

The sun rises and sets, one day, one day passes, Su Ming sat there, not getting an answer.

Perhaps the explanation for all this can only be known at the time of the final departure. When late at night on the third day, Su Ming opened his eyes.

"The spirit of this place will awaken, and the earth-shaking earth will unfold in this period of time, so before leaving, I still have one more doubt...... Wan Li Mountain......" Su Ming's eyes froze, suppressing the shock and confusion in his heart caused by the Yin Spirit Clan, he stood up and looked into the distance in the dark night.

After a long time, Su Ming's body turned into a long rainbow and disappeared into the dark sky, his divine consciousness unfolded, and he galloped all the way towards the place where the Bat Saint Clan was.

There, it will be his last stop in the Nine Netherworlds, looking for the reason for the existence of the blood and fire stacking, looking for why the fire savage technique in his memory appeared here, and looking for the wrong place in his memory.

There is also the name of Wanli Mountain, where is his familiarity, Su Ming's heart faintly found the answer, he wants to confirm it.

Su Ming, who was galloping in the sky, his divine sense spread many times, but he did not have the breath of Ji Yunhai, this puppet body that Ji Yunhai turned into seemed to have disappeared and could not be found.

Until Su Ming broke at dawn, the location of the Bat Saint Clan appeared in front of him, and he still didn't feel the fluctuations from Ji Yunhai.

In front of Su Ming, there was a land full of countless cracks and ravines, which were unfathomable, and bursts of cold air spread out and spread around.

Especially in the distance, on the ground, there is a place where all the cracks and ravines here are intertwined, and there, there are no deep pits, no more ravines, but a mountain!

A mountain that towers into the sky, is pitch black, and exudes a cold atmosphere!

This mountain did not exist fifteen years ago, as if it had come out of the earth and stood between the heavens and the earth!

Almost the moment Su Ming approached here, in this dark night, Su Ming saw countless pairs of indifferent eyes suddenly appear in the countless pitch-black ravines around this land.

Those pairs of eyes were shining in the dark, staring at himself, not only were there such eyes in the ravine, but at the towering peak, Su Ming also saw many such eyes, all condensed on his body.

A pair of eyes containing indifference, ruthlessness, bloodlust and other meanings exist on this earth, which is enough to make people's hearts shake after witnessing.

But Su Ming didn't, he walked forward silently, he had only one goal, that mountain, that mountain in this Bat Saint Clan, known as Wanli!

As Su Ming approached, a sharp whistling suddenly swirled from the earth, this was not the voice of a Bat Saint Clan, but the roar of all the Bat Saint Clansmen here at the same time.

This voice was like a sound wave, with an earth-shattering momentum, and at the moment it was lifted, the dawn of the sky seemed to recede, but it couldn't make Su Ming's footsteps pause in the slightest.

Even when this voice was swirling, the sound of wings flapping violently came out, but I saw a pair of eyes in the darkness approaching rapidly under the flash, and they suddenly turned into countless members of the Bat Saint Clan!

At the moment when these members of the Bat Saint Clan rushed towards Su Ming, suddenly, a vicissitudes of life sound slowly came out from the top of this mountain peak.

"Enshrine my Bat Saint clansmen...... Don't be noisy...... This is my guest and I have been waiting for him for a long time...... Long ......"

As the sound reverberated, those who were about to rush out of the Bat Saint Clan stopped making a sound one after another, but returned to the ravines and abyss, and even those flashing eyes slowly extinguished, and finally made the earth dark again.

It seems that there is really one more