"Stop! Why are we connected by blood again? Didn't you say that you are a complete stranger, coming from a completely different time and space from this one?"

A black line crossed Mo Xiaoyue's head, and it was difficult to talk to him!

"Let me tell you something simple, that is, I—and your biological sister have become one! Do you understand?"

"You and Xi'er are one?" Leng Xianhua's eyes widened, looking incomprehensible.

"Hey, why is it so hard to talk to you! What I came here is the soul, and Xi'er's soul just left the body, so I came here!"

"Then you mean that my sister has passed away?" Leng Xianhua suddenly grabbed Mo Xiaoyue's hand in excitement and asked eagerly.

"Yes! I think that's it. Based on what she said before leaving, it seems like she knew I was coming! By the way, do you know what her unfulfilled wish is?"

"I don't know! Since Xi'er asked you to fulfill her unfulfilled wish, then you have to help her complete it! Otherwise."

"What else? Do you still want to threaten me, my aunt? Let me tell you, my aunt, I was scared. Do you think you can scare me with just one word?" Mo Xiaoyue waved her little fist and pointed at Leng.

Xianhua shouted.

At this time, Mo Xiaoyue's face turned red because of her excitement, and she looked surprisingly cute. She was obviously a childish doll, but she had to deliberately pretend to be old-fashioned, which made him laugh.

"Pfft——"

Leng Xianhua was amused by her appearance and couldn't help but reach out to touch her hair.

Unexpectedly, she quickly hid behind her, thinking only that Leng Xianhua was trying to harm her, but she forgot that she was standing on a stool. Due to her excessive movements, the stool kept shaking, and she almost fell off the stool.

When she fell, Leng Xianhua stretched out his hand to catch her.

With a smile on her face, she looked at the panicked Mo Xiaoyue and said, "Auntie, I saved your old man again! How are you going to thank me?"

"Remove? Okay! Take off your arms first, then your legs! Okay?"

Leng Xianhua was stunned when he heard this. This little girl who had regained her true nature was so playful and responsive. She caught him every time and made it difficult for her to get off the stage. It seemed like she was taking advantage of her.

If you can't find anything cheap, you have to find another way to win the game!

He rolled his eyes and thought about it, thinking of taking off his arms and legs. OK, let's see if you have the courage.

So Leng Xianhua bent down, took out a dagger from his leggings, and handed it to Xiaoyue.

"Here, this is a dagger made of thousand-year-old cold iron. It is extremely sharp. Here it is for you! If you want, take off my arms and legs!"

After saying that, he put the dagger on the table, rolled up his sleeves, laid most of his bare arms flat on the table, and closed his eyes.

Mo Xiaoyue got off the stool, picked up the dagger, pulled it out, and a cold light suddenly shone.

Turning to look at Leng Xianhua, I found that he had his eyes closed and seemed to be looking forward to death, waiting for him to do something!

Humph, he wanted to test her courage! She refused to let him have his way, so she took the dagger, squatted down, and shouted, "Do you really want me to take off my arms or legs?"

"Yeah!" Leng Xianhua, with his eyes closed, made a heavy nasal sound.

"Okay! Then get ready! I'm going to take action!" As he said that, he quickly slashed at the four legs of the stool he was sitting on with his dagger.

Leng Xianhua heard her cry and got ready, but after half a day he didn't feel any pain in his arm, so he opened his eyes.

He found that the little girl was looking at him with a proud smile, and glanced under the table from time to time.

No! You've fallen into her trap again!

Just as he was about to stand up immediately, he heard a crash, the stools fell apart, and Leng Xianhua squatted down on the ground gracefully.

"Hahaha, it's really a very sharp knife!"

"You..." Leng Xianhua got up from the ground and glared at Xiaoyue fiercely.

"Don't you want me to do it myself? Huh, aunt, I know you are not good-hearted. Do you want to test my courage? No way! Aunt, I won't give you a chance to laugh! Haha, how about it? It feels good to fall on the ground.

Bar?"

Looking at the proud little man in front of him, Leng Xianhua suddenly couldn't laugh or cry. He stretched out his hands to make a gesture of surrender and said, "Okay, okay! I'm afraid of you. I surrender, isn't that enough?"

"Okay, I accept it! So, do you have anything else to do? If not, let's go! I'm tired and going to bed. Remember, take me to see your wife tomorrow!"

With that said, he pushed Leng Xianhua towards the door of the house.

Leng Xianhua, who was pushed out, stood outside the house, looking at the shadows reflected by the candlelight in the house, and smiled, his smile was very sweet.

Maybe he didn't even know that Mo Xiaoyue's small figure had been deeply engraved in his mind, affecting his thinking, happiness and anger...

Back in his yard, Leng Xianhua began to recall the stories Xiaoyue told. When he recalled that she was on a mission to complete the marriage in her last life, her heart suddenly became sour.

Just come here, why would you take away your biological sister?

Could it be that Pluto knew that the girl's life was extremely miserable, so he changed her soul? Or maybe the gods made him aware of it and became a protector for this poor woman?

After thinking about it, he fell asleep.

....

At this time, in a luxurious inn in the city, a handsome young man in purple robe stood at the window, arms crossed, brows furrowed, eyes as bright as obsidian staring at the street outside the window for a moment, as if he was concentrating on something.

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"Sect Master? What are you thinking about?"

The young man turned around, looked at the middle-aged man opposite and said, "Uncle Quan, do you believe that there is such a thing as soul exchange in the world?"

In fact, he didn't believe it either, but at that time he was hiding in the big tree and heard clearly the conversation between the brother and sister. Deep down in his heart, apart from shock and surprise, he was also confused!

That's why he was so restless. He didn't expect that he would encounter such a strange incident the first time he came out of the mountain.

"Sect Master, please forgive me that I have never heard of it! Soul exchange is probably something in the legend, Sect Master? Why do you ask this?"

A middle-aged man named Uncle Quan, whose smooth earlobes were red, answered in an extremely small voice.

He didn't understand. It snowed heavily the day before yesterday. After the young master went to the plum garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he came back as if he had lost his heart and soul. He also sent a female water disciple of his own to go in overnight. Only one day passed and another

Such words suddenly appeared, what on earth was he doing?

The young man shook his head, "Uncle Quan, you don't understand...forget it, you go and rest, I'll be alone for a while!"
Chapter completed!