The Great Fierce Girl: All the beasts I have contracted are ancient ferocious beasts

She had to struggle in the sea of ​​fire every day, and every time she had to do her best to suppress the manic power.

Such days, day after day, year after year, made Wang Zijin feel tortured.

The pain and helplessness in her heart gradually turned into hatred for Tang Wenming.

In her opinion, it was Tang Wenming's existence that forced her to endure this inhuman torture.

Why?

Why did it have to be her?

She didn't understand why those inferior beasts were willing to contract with people, but only avoided her.

Is she really so despised?

This unwillingness and resentment continued to accumulate in her heart, and finally turned into a flame of anger.

Wang Zijin always thought highly of herself, and she would not allow herself to be despised like this.

So, she decided to take the initiative and chose Ye Yan as her target.

She proposed her proposal to him, hoping to use his power to suppress the blood of the beast in her body.

However, Ye Yan rejected her without hesitation.

This made her feel even more angry and desperate.

She didn't understand why even Ye Yan was unwilling to help her?

Is she really destined to be trapped by the blood of this fierce beast, and never be able to get rid of this endless torture?

Why?

An indescribable bitterness surged in her heart. Is she really so despised by others?

The feeling of being ignored and neglected was like a sharp knife, piercing her heart deeply.

She felt the anger rising in her chest, as if it was going to swallow her.

However, she couldn't get angry like this.

She was Wang Zijin, the proud and conceited Wang Zijin.

She had told herself countless times that no matter what difficulties she encountered, she couldn't be easily defeated.

She couldn't be shaken by others' rejection, let alone get angry about it.

But it was really uncomfortable.

The feeling of being excluded and isolated was like a cold current, sweeping her whole body.

She couldn't help but frown, her heart full of confusion and puzzlement.

Why?

She seemed to feel that there was an invisible barrier between her and them, as if they were people from two different worlds.

They seemed to always be able to follow their desires as they pleased.

But she is always bound and restricted.

The night is as dark as ink, covering the lonely cage.

Wang Zijin is locked in it, her eyes are empty and deep, as if she can swallow all the darkness around her.

Her figure looks thinner and thinner under the weak moonlight, and a gust of wind can blow her down.

She looked up at the bright moon, and an indescribable sadness surged in her heart.

The moon was high above, and the light was shining on the earth, but it could not penetrate the haze in her heart.

She seemed to be abandoned by the world, watching the endless darkness alone.

At this moment, a light figure suddenly appeared outside the cage.

It was Ye Ling, and her appearance seemed to bring a glimmer of life to this dead space.

There was an elusive light in her eyes, as if she could see through Wang Zijin's deep desire.

"Sister, do you want to get rid of all this?"

Ye Ling's voice was soft and seductive, like a thin thread, quietly pulling Wang Zijin's heartstrings.

Wang Zijin's body trembled slightly, she turned her head and looked at Ye Ling.

A trace of confusion flashed in her eyes, but more of a strong desire.

She wanted to get rid of this endless torture and find her own freedom.

Ye Ling's voice was soft and seductive, like a thin thread, quietly pulling Wang Zijin's heartstrings.

Wang Zijin's body trembled slightly, she turned her head and looked at Ye Ling.

A trace of confusion flashed in her eyes, but more of a strong desire.

"I... I really can..."

Wang Zijin's voice was trembling with a trace of tears in her eyes.

Ye Ling smiled slightly, she walked forward and gently held Wang Zijin's hand.

At that moment, Wang Zijin seemed to feel the warmth and strength she had never felt before.

She looked at Ye Ling, her eyes full of hope and trust.

"Believe me, you can do it."

Ye Ling's voice was gentle, and there was a hint of temptation in her tone.

——

As the night fell, Zhao Wenji and his party quietly stepped into the mysterious base.

The surroundings were so quiet that only slight footsteps could be heard, as if even the air had frozen.

Inside the base, the dim lights barely illuminated the empty hall, which seemed particularly deserted.

Zhao Wenji looked around, frowning, and an inexplicable sense of depression surged in his heart.

"This place used to be very lively, but now it is empty."

Li Ming muttered to himself, and his voice echoed in the empty hall, which seemed particularly empty.

——

Everyone followed Zhao Wenji's footsteps, as if exploring an unknown dark world.

Every step forward was accompanied by a strange silence.

It seemed to be fighting against time, stepping on pieces of dust deposited by the years.

These dusts were like fragments of memory in the long river of history, touching everyone's heartstrings and making people unconsciously fall into contemplation.

In this dark corridor, Li Ming suddenly stopped and turned to face the crowd.

There was a firm light in his eyes, as if there was an unspeakable power burning in them.

And behind him, rows of people in black robes stood quietly.

Their faces were shrouded in darkness, but the murderous aura they exuded made people feel uneasy.

"They are just like me, looking for ways to break reincarnation."

Li Ming's voice sounded in the silence, with a heavy and decisive tone.

His eyes scanned everyone's faces one by one, looking for some kind of resonance.

When Tang Wenming heard this, his brows furrowed and he looked confused:

"The solution to reincarnation?"

His voice was full of confusion and confusion.

Li Ming nodded, his voice low and powerful:

"Yes, I believe you should know that the world starts over again every three days and falls into reincarnation. It's like we are trapped in an endless cycle and cannot escape."

Mu Waner and others felt an inexplicable feeling in their hearts after listening to Li Ming's words.

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Mu Waner and others looked at Li Ming and did not interrupt him.

"And in this reincarnation, there are two kinds of people, no"

Li Ming looked at Mu Wan'er and raised a finger:

"The first type is those who have no memory and have been trapped in three days of reincarnation without remembering it."

As he said this, Li Ming showed a hint of envy in his eyes.

"Ignorance sometimes makes you really happy!"

Li Ming sighed and raised his second finger.

"And the second type is the person who always keeps his memory."

Zi Ling couldn't help but murmured:

"Always keeping the memory?"

There was a tremor in her voice.

Mu Waner's eyes widened in disbelief, "You mean?"

"That's right!"

——

"In other words, we have been reincarnated here tens of thousands of times."

Tang Wenming stood there, looking deeply at Li Ming, his heart full of shock and respect. (End of chapter)