don't call me devil

Wen Yuniang took a deep breath and raised her little thumb to hook up with Ren Jie.

"It's a deal!"

"Mercy?"

I saw that Lianxiang pouted, her face full of reluctance, but she still waved her hand, and the intoxicating aroma diffused out, making everyone's attention take away from here, and everyone in the hotel fell into a deep sleep.

And Wen Yuniang wrapped Ren Jie with her own strength, rushed into the Eternal Moment area, and dived towards the bottom of the lake.

Lianxiang is outside for the two of them.

Quack looked extremely excited and excited, but his heart was extremely nervous, the feeling of looking forward to the arrival of this moment, but being afraid of it.

Nervously holding the little claw, he didn't even say anything more.

The two of them arrived in the middle of the lake, and the heavy gold deposit turned into a stream of water again, revealing the core of the inky droplets.

Ren Jie swallowed, his eyes full of anticipation.

Ye He's treasure, the truth of the mirage devouring the moon, is it finally about to surface?

I saw Wen Yuniang wave her hand, and the transparent ring dissipated into nothingness, and even the shell of the water droplet dissipated, revealing the things wrapped in it.

It was a pitch-black inkstone, 20 centimeters long, 10 centimeters wide, and 5 centimeters thick, like a solid brick.

The inkstone pond is very shallow, and one side of the black inkstone is also engraved with lifelike lotus leaves, and two small characters are engraved below.

It is the "first snow".

Ren Jie's eyes widened, it turned out that when he went to the lake before, what he saw at a glance was actually an inkstone?

Quack's mouth opened wide: "Is it the master's lotus leaf ink inkstone?" How could it..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the quacked figure disappear in an instant, and a wisp of ink flew out, wrapping around the first snow folding fan.

The folding fan was dragged by the ink and flew to the top of the inkstone.

Ren Jie was taken aback: "What's the situation?" Quack

her..."However, Wen Yuniang shook her head and said: "Don't worry, she's fine, it's just that there are some things, she still doesn't want to know..."

Ren Jie's eyes dimmed, looking at the first snow folding fan floating on the ink inkstone, and slowly clenched his fists.

Wen Yuniang said lightly: "Do you know? There was originally no Tianjing Lake in this world, but a hundred years ago, a black inkstone fell from the sky and smashed down on this land, blasting out a huge crater. "

Mountains and rivers and streams converge towards low-lying places, so there is Tianjing Lake."

"When the inkstone fell, there was a drop of ink left in the inkstone pool, and that drop of ink was my predecessor, which is why the lake water eventually turned into ink."

"I have my own name, my name is ink-dyed, dyed by ink, dotted between the mountains and rivers..."

Ren Jie got goosebumps all over his body, and smacked his spirits fiercely:

"All this... Is it just because of the fall of a inkstone a hundred years ago?

"And that ink inkstone, is it Ye He's ink inkstone?"

Instead of speaking, Mozen looked at the inkstone.

The next moment, I saw the first snow folding fan unfold violently, and the side of the ink world was facing upward, and the croaking figure jumped out of it, but it only existed for a moment.

I saw that the ink color that made up the quack suddenly decomposed, reorganized, and turned into an ink figure.

He is dressed in a white skirt of Hanfu, embellished with ink characters on the skirt, and a braided blue silk, with exquisite facial features and beautiful beauty, which is really like a peerless fairy stepping out of the painting.

There was also a glass earring on the earlobe, and a gentle smile appeared on her pretty face, looking at Ren Jie.

Ren Jie's eyes widened, and he looked at the ink figure in front of him in amazement.

"You... Are you quack? Or Ye He? The

ink figure smiled: "Perhaps... Both, right? Too much time has passed, too much time has worn away, and I have little power left, I'm sorry... I can only meet you in this way..."

"Kind Ren~"

Ren Jie's heart sank, it was really Ye He who came.

"Are you still alive? Why has the world forgotten you? What really happened in the Mirage Moon Devouring War? Why do you want to stay? And the treasure map?

"Do a hundred good deeds and you'll come back, is that true?"

Ren Jie had too many questions to know, so he simply asked them all in one go.

Ye He smiled:

"I'm very happy that someone still remembers my name, I will tell you everything, come~"

As she spoke, I saw her step forward and take Ren Jie's hand, pull him forward, and pour straight towards the ink world in the first snow folding fan.

Ren Jie felt that the world was coming towards him, and closed his eyes nervously.

When I opened my eyes again, I was already in the world of ink.

What is presented in the world is the content of the painting, and Ye He on the side is no longer in the form of ink, as if he has become a real person, existing around him.

Green mountains and green waters, waterfalls and turbulent waterfalls, gurgling streams, as far as the eye can see, is the endless grassland.

The breeze blew softly, like a girl's hand caressing her cheek.

Ye He looked at the scenery in front of him, his eyes were full of nostalgia:

"I really didn't expect that I would return here one day and see the familiar scenery."

Ren Jie opened his mouth and just wanted to ask, but Ye He smiled and said

, "Don't worry, let me ask you a question first, has the mirage demon cast an illusion on the Terran Great Xia and the Spirit Clan's Spirit Realm?"

Ren Jie shook his head: "No... Since the end of the Mirage Moon Devouring Battle, in the past hundred years, the Mirage Fantasy Realm has never fallen on the fertile soil of Great Xia.

Ye He's eyes were full of emotion: "Really? That... Okay, has it been 100 years? Century... It's been a long time..."

I saw Ren Jie take a deep breath: "What did you do back then?" This is my question, and it is also the question of the people of the world..."

Ye He smiled slyly: "No one remembers me... What's the question?

But Ren Jie looked solemn: "I remember!" Someone remembers! He pursued your answer all his life in order to confirm that you ever existed!

"Quack has been waiting for you, waiting for you for a hundred years! Wait until you come back to fulfill that promise!

Ye He's eyes dimmed, and he looked at the ancient well by the stream:

"Quack is me... Or rather, it is a part of me that has been stripped from myself, carrying all the beauty and innocence that I have reserved for this world..."

"But she is not exactly me, independent of Ye He, it was I who created her, she has her own thoughts, character, just like me when I was a child, always looking forward to the future."

"She is like a treasure hidden in my heart, that softness that has never been shown in front of others, it is a haven for my soul, and it always reminds me that no matter how difficult it is, I must continue to walk."

Ren Jie was stunned, goosebumps rose all over his body, and his eyes looked at Ye He without blinking.

Croak... Isn't it just as simple as the painting spirit created by Ye He's pen?

She turned out to be a part of Ye He's self-stripping?

So... has been with himself for so long, to some extent, he can be regarded as Ye He?

This....