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"You haven't told me what's wrong with your injury? Why can't my vitality heal you?"

Ye Wanqing leaned in Di Siheng's arms, breathing lightly. It took a long time for her to regain some energy and remain somewhat sober.

Di Siheng paused, a strange look in his eyes. "Wanwan, do you know what makes me, the demon race, different from ordinary people?"

Ye Wanqing raised her head, with a faint light in her eyes. The crimson at the corners of her eyes spread along her cheeks. Di Siheng touched the corners of her eyes and wiped them gently.

Her expression shifted slightly, and she didn't know what she was thinking about, but her eyes suddenly became clear, "Evil thoughts?"

"Yes, it's the devil's thoughts. Both humans and demons have three souls and seven spirits, but the only difference is that demons have more devil's thoughts. Not long ago, I discovered that my devil's thoughts had generated independent consciousness and reincarnated as a human."

A hint of surprise flashed across Ye Wanqing's eyes. "When did this happen?"

Thinking of this, the originally gentle and affectionate look in Di Siheng's eyes was instantly shrouded in cold mist, and the taut lines of his jaw were like a blade tempered with ice.

"Maybe it's been a long time."

"Wanwan, do you still remember the forbidden area in Cang Qiong Academy?"

Speaking of the forbidden area in Cang Qiong Academy, Ye Wanqing's expression was a little strange, as if she was reminiscing.

She remembered that when Cangkong Academy was almost surrounded and attacked by Mei Rao and her men, there were only a few people left. But despite this, when the lives of many academy disciples were in danger, Dean Li Heng seemed to be worried about the academy disciples, but he was more concerned about the situation in the forbidden area.

I heard that the forbidden area of ​​Cang Qiong Academy is protected by layer upon layer of high-level formations, and the things inside are important and precious.

Suddenly, Ye Wanqing's eyes flickered, "Is the thing in the forbidden area your evil thought?"

Demonic thoughts are equivalent to the other half of the lives of the demons, occupying half of their magic power and mental power, and are an indispensable part of their strength improvement.

Similarly, evil thoughts are also the inner demons hidden in the deepest part of the hearts of the demons, but they will not easily riot.

So even though the evil thoughts are the inner demons of the demons, because they occupy half of their magic power and mental power, the demons will not choose to get rid of the evil thoughts unless they have no other choice.

"Indeed, twenty years ago, the Demonic Clan's royal family was in turmoil, and my demonic thoughts also began to suddenly fluctuate for unknown reasons. The situation was critical, so I had no choice but to shed my demonic thoughts and ordered Li Heng to establish the Cang Qiong Academy to seal the demonic thoughts in a forbidden area."

"But not long ago, I sensed the turbulence in the formation and came to Cang Qiong Academy, but I only found a wisp of remaining demonic energy. He had been reincarnated long ago. As for the injury... it was the backlash he brought to me."

Di Siheng's eyes darkened, but when he looked up at Ye Wanqing again, they were filled with tenderness and affection once again. "But it's okay. I just need Wanwan to hug me."

Ye Wanqing's brows furrowed slightly, her expression slightly angry yet filled with worry. "It's already this hour, and you're still talking about these nonsense things. You're certainly aware of the drawbacks of demonic reincarnation. So, what are you going to do?"

The evil thoughts originally occupied half of his magic power and mental power. If the evil thoughts were reincarnated and obtained the power of heaven, even if the evil thoughts were not by his side, they could slowly absorb half of his power.

Di Siheng's slender fingers stroked the corners of Ye Wanqing's red eyes. His voice was low and hoarse, with a barely perceptible smile at the end. The warmth of his palm fell on the back of her neck through her hair. He gently pulled her into his arms, his chin resting on the top of her head, his breath carrying the scent of cedar and ambergris.

"So...if I lose my magic power in the future, can Wanwan protect me?"