The Fox Comes from Outer World

In the deepest part of his memory, the past came whistling over like the wind.

Innumerable ribbons fluttered like moonlight, and I saw things as they had been before, passing before my eyes, passing quickly.

I didn't have time to carefully distinguish and didn't need to try to understand. The happy, sorrowful, and calm memories of the past, in the blink of an eye, had already appeared in front of my eyes like fragments of a movie. They were repeatedly rehearsed in my mind before finally transforming into memories that went deep into my bones and slowly flowed into the depths of my heart.

From now on, my soul should be different from before, right?

Closing my eyes and sighing deeply, I was surprised to find that there were two hot tears on my face and a hint of salt on the corner of my mouth.

I can't remember when I started to cry. Perhaps seeing us together again? Perhaps remembering his sacrifice again? Or maybe, just to see him kneeling in the autumn rain outside the Palace for me.

The rain wetted his navy blue uniform. His face was blue, but his back was straight. That time, he was the one who took the Heavenly Jewel.

He had done so much for me that I couldn't understand it. I don't understand how that ignorant little fox in my previous life was able to obtain such deep affection from him. He actually blocked the Devil for me, lost his life for me, and actually fell into the demonic path for me. As for Qing Ling, who was trapped in the White World, she should be the one who fell into the Demonic Dao, right? Then, what happened between Qing Ling and Wu Xie after I was stabbed to death with a crow feather? Why were the both of them trapped in the White World at the same time?

I looked at Qing Ling, who was by my side. This black-haired man was still by my side, sharing my memories of my past life. Holding his warm hand, I suddenly felt boundless gratitude towards the heavens. Fortunately, I could still meet him again in this life.

If I didn't meet him, I'm afraid that I would never be able to remember my past life and how much he treated me. If that were the case, how regretful would I be in this life!

The white light of the ribbon gradually dissipated, and the moonlight that carried Qing Ling's memories returned to normal, dancing around in the white space. Tsui Ling looked at me sideways, her black eyes filled with an unfathomable depth of emotion.

We understood each other's thoughts without words, so we held hands and looked at each other without speaking.

Finally, Qing Ling was the first to break the silence of the space. She raised her hand to wipe the tears off my face. "Ah Wu, don't cry."

At that moment, I broke through the barrier. I immediately threw myself at him and grabbed him by the neck as I wailed!

Qingling, you loved me so much, but I left you early. Have you ever felt lonely living alone in the White World for three hundred years?

Thinking about it, his heart ached even more. He could not stop his tears no matter what.

Tsui Ling put his arms around me. His arms were strong, and I laid my head on his shoulder. I cried to my heart's content.

Finally, he said with a wry smile, "Ah Wu, you never had so many tears in your previous life."

I stopped crying. I'm not the only one, he thought.

It was good, it felt good.

I was a little tired from crying so I sat down with Tsui Ling in this empty world. Actually, I can choose to leave his body at this moment, because all the memories I want have been retrieved. However, at this moment, it is rare for me to become one with the one I love. I can even enter his body … Hmm, touching at a negative distance is such a great feeling …

At this time, Qing Ling considerately said to me, "If you are tired, you should rest for a while. Soul leaving the body is especially prone to feeling tired."

I fell asleep almost immediately. However, this was not a peaceful sleep. I would close my eyes for a short while before waking up quickly. When I woke up, my first thought was to look for Tsui Ling. I was afraid that he would disappear again. However, Qing Ling was always by my side. Sometimes, he would even whisper some sweet words of love to me, making my heart warm.

When my strength finally came back, I simply stopped sleeping, put my head on his knees, and wrapped my arms around his waist. I was very fond of his magnolia scent.

I asked him, "Qingling, after I died, what happened between you and Wuxie? Why are you trapped in the White World? "

Qing Ling hugged me as if recalling her memories. She then replied, "I was the one who brought him here."

"Hmm?"

Qing Ling: "That was three hundred years ago. At that time, you were stabbed to death by Yuanyuan, and I was extremely saddened. But because I was already possessed by Wuxie at that time, I couldn't control my own body, so I couldn't save you. I could only watch you die in my arms … "

Indeed, at that time, Qing Ling could only meet me at night and during the day, Wu Xie would take over his body. Even though Qing Ling was aware of it at this time, he could only stay within his body and watch as everything happened, like a spectator.

Qing Ling said, "Wu Xie was later suppressed by Xuan Yue and Yao Yuan and was locked back inside the carriage. Originally, they wanted to send Wu Xie to the Heavenly Court to be sealed, but for some reason, when they were about to arrive, the person in charge of taking care of the prisoners actually started to loosen up. Hence, Wu Xie took the chance to escape, so I followed him and later returned to the Demon World. "

"Wuxie can actually escape the shackles of the prison cart! "It's really amazing!" I was surprised, because the car had been taken by Yuanyuan, and there was a very powerful seal on it. Wuxie had been locked in there for a long time without escaping. Later, when I went to save him, he told me to cut my finger and drip the blood of the nine-tailed fox into the keyhole, but even that didn't help.

Qing Ling nodded her head and replied, "I also think that it's very strange. However, thinking about it afterwards, maybe someone remembered your last wish before you died and did not make things difficult for me anymore, right?" After all, even though the prisoner was a demon, his body was still mine. "

I nodded my head, feeling a little gratified. My death was worth it. At the very least, it helped Qing Ling escape. Of course, this also helped Wuxie, because the two of them had their souls squeezed into Qing Ling's body alone.

Qing Ling continued, "Later on, Wu Xie fled back to the Demon World with me. After recuperating, he reorganized himself and went to hell to gather countless Demon Evil Spirits, intending to fight another war with the Heaven Realm. As a cultivator, how could I bear to see the world burnt to ashes? So, one night, while Wuxie was hibernating, I used the last bit of my mana to create this spell. "

"This formation?" I was stunned. "This formation, was it really forged by you using your heart's blood?"

Qing Ling nodded. "You already know?"

I was stunned. Wuxie had told me all of this. Seems like Wu Xie has more or less understood the secret behind it.