The one-horned mandrill changed its appearance, it was dressed in white, its face was peaceful and delicate, it looked like a gentleman like jade, but its eyes were forbearing and complicated.
Jiang Xinrui and the others never thought that the one-horned mandrill would look like this. It's not that people are judged by their appearance, but it's really surprising. He is completely different from what people think.
Looking at him like this, Jiang Xinrui seemed to understand that Yuan Jingmei would be tempted. The one-horned mandrill gives people a very peaceful feeling, and it makes people feel very comfortable and at ease when they see it.
It's really strange about this point, after all, the one-horned mandrill is transformed from the spirit of war undead, if it wasn't for the grievances that cannot be calmed down, how could it be possible to form such obsessions
But the one-horned mandrill in front of him has turned into such an appearance, which is really surprising.
No matter what other people think at this moment, Yuan Jingmei looked at the scene in front of her eyes that had been engraved in her heart, her eyes were extremely sour, and her heart was complicated and uneasy. She suddenly realized that maybe the two of them really might as well not see each other.
Some truths are better for her not to know, after all, if she doesn't know, she can still remember one kind, but it's just dislike, lack of heart, and obsession from cultivation, but it's different now, she heard some of his words .
And she died too, she could feel her body getting lighter and lighter, it was life beginning to disappear, the last one was gone, she was almost gone, and she didn't even have the strength to take revenge, and she didn't know whether she should He should be sought for revenge.
After all, is she stupid
"Am I really going to die this time? I feel different. If you didn't meet me, or if you didn't let me off on a whim that day, and I was killed by you, there would be no such things, so in the end it is still I blame you, since you want to be a bad person, then be bad to the end, and you have to be kind in whatever you do, and harm others and yourself."
Yuan Jingmei touched the hem of the one-horned mandrill's clothes, which was the person she had dreamed of hugging, but now even touching the hem of the clothes felt heavy to her.
After saying this, Yuan Jingmei slowly closed her eyes, she no longer wanted to hear or watch, her body was reduced to ashes little by little.
She was already dead, but the one-horned mandrill managed to survive with her own cultivation, and would eat people from time to time to maintain her body's vitality, making people look alive and popular.
But no matter how much she pretended, she couldn't hide that Yuan Jingmei was already dead, her body had rotted long ago, and the main support inside was also disappearing little by little, her body would naturally disappear as well, she was just a shell now.
Without strong magic power, Yuan Jingmei would not be able to live like a normal person for a few days.
When watching Yuan Jingmei disappear little by little, the one-horned mandrill didn't say a word, even though he just said so many regrets or obsessions, he never expected to see Yuan Jingmei disappear in front of him like this.
There are even the most important words of Yuan Jingmei, every sentence is a knife pierced in the heart of the one-horned mandrill.
He thought he was helping her. If it wasn't for him, her life would be miserable. He thought those people wanted to harm her, but they didn't want everything to be different in her world. He even thought she was a fool. Can't understand anything, now it seems that he is the one who can't understand anything, and he should be the one who is stupid.
It's a waste of my life for so many years, and I can't understand anything.
The one-horned mandrill held Yuan Jingmei's disappearing ashes bit by bit, with a mocking look in his eyes, which was aimed at himself.