After she entered the book, she just wanted to live with her

The ice crystal fragments condensed on Ling Dai's fingertips reflected fragments of memory.

"Those memories were illusions woven for you by Jiuying. Your mother desired only power. To ascend to the position of Demon Queen, she conceived you in the outer world, then returned to plot, hoping to have me acknowledge you. When her scheme was exposed, she was banished from the Demon Realm."

"In order to allow you to possess my dragon bloodline, I made a deal with Jiuying, fusing your soul with its demonic energy. And you...are merely a victim of her obsession."

Lin Ruoxue's body trembled suddenly, the demonic patterns in her eyes began to crack, and black tears of blood slid down her cheeks.

Her fingers dug deep into her palms, and her voice was so trembling that it was almost inaudible: "No... Impossible... I don't believe it..."

Ling Dai's shadow was suspended in the air, his expression cold and distant, looking at her without any sadness or joy.

Then, his gaze fell on Ling Xue, who was almost transparent in his arms, and sadness flashed in his eyes.

The dragon horns of the girl in Ling Dai's arms were melting in the starlight, and the gilded fragments fell on the corners of Lin Ruoxue's red eyes.

Ling Xue let out a dying whimper, almost inaudible, like a young animal. "Father... in my next life... I'll still be your daughter..."

"Okay..." Tears slid down from the corners of Ling Dai's eyes, turned into ice crystals and scattered in the wind.

From beginning to end, Ling Dai did not show any resentment towards Lin Ruoxue.

The past is like a passing cloud. When a person is about to die, there is no point in regretting it.

I felt satisfied that I could see my daughter again in the last moment.

The heart-protecting dragon scales in Shen Daixing's hands suddenly froze into frost. She watched as Ling Xue's remaining soul turned into a rain of stars and sank into the cracks in the altar.

Ice lotuses grew when those light spots touched the ground, and in a moment, the entire maze was covered in flowers as white as silk.

Ling Dai's shadow gradually faded in the rain of flowers, and the last trace of his spiritual breath turned into a dragon's roar, startling the bronze wind chimes under the corridor to ring.

"Ling Xue...Lin Ruoxue, hehe..."

Lin Ruoxue's lips trembled, as if she wanted to say something else, but in the end she only let out a shrill howl.

Jiuying's evil energy gushed out of her seven orifices crazily, turning into pitch-black mist that swirled in the air.

Shen Daixing's eyes focused, and she raised her hand to condense a ray of netherworld fire, which directly hit Jiuying's evil energy.

Jiuying's evil spirit was hit by the green light and he let out a shrill wail.

The evil energy surged wildly in the air, trying to break free from the restraint of the green light.

However, everything was in vain. Jiuying's evil spirit struggled wildly in the dragon's shadow, and finally turned into starlight and dissipated in the air.

The dome above the altar gradually returned to calm, and starlight began to fall again.

The demonic patterns in Lin Ruoxue's eyes had completely dissipated, replaced by a dead aura.

Her fingers hung limply at her sides, the remnants of the Nine Infants' demonic energy still lingering on her fingertips.

Shen Daixing walked slowly to Lin Ruoxue, the silver bells on her ankles ringing.

Lin Ruoxue said nothing, her eyes fixed on Shen Daixing's ankles.

"You know what? Besides hatred... I envy you even more. I wish he treated me like he treats you."

Shen Daixing had a vague suspicion in her mind. She squatted down and asked softly, "Who is the he you are talking about?"

"Silver bells jingle..." Lin Ruoxue suddenly chuckled. "He descended to the mortal world, and I've stayed with him for a hundred years. He always said the sound of the bells...sounded like the sound of my jade pestle hitting the bowl when I was pounding medicine."

Shen Daixing's heart suddenly trembled. It turned out that the person she fell in love with was Xin Xu.

"Look at this ice lotus." The demonic energy at her fingertips caused the most gorgeous blood-red ice lotus to bloom. "After changing color, does it look somewhat like peach blossoms?"

"Three hundred years ago, I gritted my teeth and cut out half of my demon bone. I was going to make a heart-protecting mirror for him, but I saw him smiling with a gorgeous peach blossom in his hand." She suddenly coughed violently, and the ice lotus withered layer by layer in her palm.

Shen Daixing looked at her, feeling sad.

In her life, she took revenge on the wrong person and loved the wrong person.

Shen Daixing reached out and gently grasped Lin Ruoxue's cold wrist: "Do you... have any unfulfilled wishes?"

Lin Ruoxue's eyes moved slightly, as if touched by these words.

Suddenly, she raised her head, her eyes piercing the dome. "You better leave quickly. He... is coming soon."

Lin Ruoxue moved her fingers slightly and gently untied the silver bell wrapped around Shen Daixing's ankle. "Without this, he won't be able to find your trace anymore."

"Thank you, take care." Shen Daixing didn't stay long, got up and left with Gu Cheng and A Li.

Soon, Lin Ruoxue saw Xin Xu walking towards her in the air, his clothes fluttering.

She looked at his white hair blowing in the wind, and suddenly remembered that three hundred years ago she had wanted to secretly take the elixir of white hair in the hope of growing old with him.

The funny thing is, his silver hair is because he lost half his mind in trying to lead Shen Daixing's soul to the upper realm.

"Are you disappointed to see me?"

Lin Ruoxue looked at the silver bell in her hand and shook it gently. This was the Heart-Imprisoning Bell made of the Three Lives Stone.

There was a hint of envy in her eyes, and then she felt relieved.

Xin Xu did not answer immediately, but walked slowly closer, his eyes lingering on her pale face for a moment.

"I know it is you."

Lin Ruoxue's heart suddenly tightened and she stared at him in a daze.

However, when his calm eyes looked at her, the waves in his heart came to an abrupt end.

"Really?" Lin Ruoxue asked the question that had been hidden deep in her heart for a long time: "Why did you... save me in the first place?"

How could a cold-blooded and heartless person like him save a stranger he had never met before?

Xin Xu's eyes were calm and he said nothing.

"To break Jing Mo's immortal body, you need to take Jiuying's heart alive to nourish the dragon ball, which takes a hundred years. In the past, I killed Ling Xue and got one, and I have been nourishing it with blood every day since then. Later, Gu Yuyuan ascended to heaven, and during the hundred-year trial, you found that he was as immortal as Jing Mo, so you designed the battle between immortals and demons, and let me take the opportunity to take my father's dragon ball so that I can deal with Gu Yuyuan in the future." Lin Ruoxue could not hide the self-deprecating tone in her words.

"For you...I killed my father who loved me the most..."

The silver bell shattered in Lin Ruoxue's palm. She vaguely saw the woman who had mistakenly entered the world of life and death in the pouring rain, and crushed her life-defying glass bead in despair.

The man in red didn't look at all disheveled, even the rain avoided him.

His fingertips lightly touched her brow, and a golden light shone.

She had long understood that the life-saving grace in the world of life and death was just part of his plan.

When his golden light pierced into her spiritual platform, he was not saving people, but completely merging the ancient ferocious beast Jiuying with her.

Lin Ruoxue murmured: "It turns out that I am stupid..."

If you wear red clothes, I will do the same as you and worship heaven and earth.

I once secretly carved our names together on the inner wall of the silver bell.

But those marks are fleeting.

Now that I think about it, it’s okay.

Xin Xu didn't look at her again and turned away.

When his white hair brushed against Lin Ruoxue's cheek and began to dissipate, she finally saw clearly that what was entangled in the hair was not the thread of marriage at all, but the soul-locking thread that bound a wisp of Shen Daixing's soul.

Lin Ruoxue looked up at the stars floating all over the sky, a smile appearing on the corner of her mouth.

As the starlight passed through her eyes, she vaguely saw Ling Xue again, and her father touched her head: "My precious daughter, in the future, I will find you the best husband in the world and will not let you suffer any grievances."

The father she originally thought belonged to her was actually stolen.

When the last piece of skin shattered, the thread of marriage secretly hidden in the wrist also disappeared, turning into ashes and dissipating in the air.

The red lotus originally belonged to a beautiful woman, but now its delicate bones have been shattered and scattered into the eternal dust of the Cangshan Mountains.