She's The Black Demon King's Nemesis

Chapter 457

Xia Ji didn't know how to answer, just looked at her quietly.

Mist, mist.

So young fairy, in her prime of life, lively and lovely, full of beautiful fantasy about life.

All of a sudden, she felt that she was old, not in the appearance of a skeleton, but in her heart. She was too old to move after all the vicissitudes and wind and rain.

Just like the mist, it has automatically classified her into the same category as the heaven, the wind and the candle are dying.

Although she is only in her twenties from the point of view of the human world, if you think about it, she has been living for more than 700000 years. Although there are 700000 years spent in the black hole of time, invisible. But it's still in memory, isn't it?

As long as memory exists, life exists.

"By the way, senior Xia Ji, I'm your Highness's fiancee. You can call me mist just like your highness..."

This sentence "senior" is more irritating than "fiancee". She just a faint smile: "Your Highness, since you have visitors, I will not disturb, you talk." Then, not waiting for Zi Ling to answer, he left alone.

Zi Ling has been looking at her back and walking away, then he sighed softly.

Mist also curiously looked at her back, quietly: "Your Highness, this Xia Ji is so thin and scary. Do you see that? Her body is hidden in the robe as if she can't see a human figure. It's light and covered with a veil. It doesn't look like a living person. What kind of Kungfu does she practice? Why do you cultivate your body so much? "

Ziling didn't answer.

"Your Highness, does she practice Kung Fu that we don't know? Will you tell me about it? "

"Your Highness..." In a twinkling of an eye, she suddenly exclaimed, curiously staring at the dead silver white hair on his head, covering her mouth, "my God, your highness, how can your hair be white?"

I remember the last time I went to Wangchuan, his highness had black hair and was full of blood. How could he get white hair in a short time? In the eyes of the fairies, white hair is a great thing. Even if it is millions of years, their appearance will not change greatly. The only possibility is a serious internal injury.

Mist was very concerned: "Your Highness, are you hurt?"

"I'm fine." Zi Ling light, inadvertently concealed that a hair.

"Your Highness, this can't work. You'd better go back to jiuchongtian with me. The fairy queen will treat you..."

He light: "mist, you don't tell fairy queen!"

Mist a Zheng, aftertaste his words: don't tell fairy empress he suffered internal injury, or don't tell Xia Ji things??

Mist also concerned about what to say, Zi Ling a smile, light way: "mist, what's the matter with you?"

She pouted: "nothing can't come to see you?"

He said quietly, "I'm in the place of forgetting Sichuan for cultivation. I don't like to be disturbed."

Mist is more aggrieved: "I know you are practicing, I am, I am afraid you are lonely. By the way, isn't Xia Ji allowed to stay here and practice with you? Shall I stay with you, too? "

"Mist, go back to jiuchongtian."

"Your Highness!"

Mist wanted to be coquettish again. However, seeing his light eyes, she couldn't be coquettish again. She stamped her foot: "Your Highness, I've been here for so long and I'm thirsty and hungry. You should treat me with something?"