Originated from mountains and seas, life never ends

Raindrops and falling clouds, inside the Golden Palace.

Nangong Huaxue looked at this and that, her heart pounding with nervousness, but even after her heartbeat returned to normal, the two men still didn't speak.

What are you thinking about?

Nangong Huaxue looked at Wang Ji, then at Qin Xiao, and finally shifted her gaze to Qingyi.

Although Qingyi was feeling the pulse with one hand and writing something with the other, his eyes were always falling between the two of them, and he was obviously waiting as well.

The two of them were silent at this time. Wang Ji was waiting for Qin Xiao to speak, while Qin Xiao...

Thinking about what to say.

Qin Xiao's eyes slowly moved downwards, somewhat distracted. Wang Ji once suspected that he was in a daze.

In the end, it was Wang Ji who spoke first, in a calm tone: "What is your request?"

Qin Xiao finally responded and looked up at him: "Let go of your killing intent towards that child."

"You want to convince me?" Wang Ji glanced at the emperor who was pretending to be dead with his head down, his eyes dark.

Really... he talks about everything.

Wang Ji thought about this and couldn't help but raise a sarcastic arc at the corner of his mouth.

An unknown flame ignited my heart, burning it painfully.

Noticing Wang Ji's change at this moment, Qingyi turned his head slightly and glanced at him.

"You can think so." Qin Xiao felt that his smile was a little strange, thought for a moment and nodded.

"You should know my concerns... after all, you are so familiar with each other." Wang Ji smiled as warm as a spring breeze, but everyone felt a little chilly.

Nangong Huaxue turned her head and wanted to explain something, but saw Wang Ji stretched out his free hand, pressed her shoulder, and stopped her with a smile.

"So you want to vouch for him, right?"

"...Yes." Qin Xiao looked at Nangong Huaxue who had a complicated expression, then at Wang Ji, and replied.

"Then in what capacity can you guarantee me?" Wang Ji slowly loosened his hand and looked at him with a smile.

Qin Xiao paused, met Wang Ji's cold gaze, and was silent for a moment: "...Friends."

Wang Ji couldn't help laughing.

Qing Yi just withdrew his hand. Wang Ji withdrew his arm, tilted his head and looked at Qin Xiao. After a moment, he couldn't help but half-cover his face to suppress the sneer that kept escaping from his throat.

"...Is it not possible?" Qin Xiao didn't understand what was so funny about him.

"You don't seem to understand my point." Wang Ji still smiled, but his eyes were cold. "I don't doubt the bond between you, but I doubt whether you have the strength to stop him."

"I consider myself a mortal and I don't have such great abilities. I also cannot control his thoughts and abilities, but I know that he will have enough power to threaten me in the near future, so I want to nip this threat in the bud." Wang Ji pointed his finger and said indifferently.

"If you want me to give up this idea, then you have to prove to me that you have the ability to persuade and stop him."

Wang Ji could see how important this man was to the emperor. Even though he was burning with jealousy, he still patiently explained things to him.

Wang Ji spread out his hands: "Please."

Qin Xiao licked his upper lip unconsciously and lowered his eyes to think.

Wang Ji was not in a hurry. He ignored the conflicted look of the woman beside him and looked at him quietly.

During this time, the maid came in to add more tea, looked at the atmosphere, and at Nangong Huaxue's suggestion, added a stove next to it, with a bubbling teapot on it, and presented a few plates of exquisite small pastries.

Qingyi was bored, so she poured herself a cup of tea and sipped her snack slowly.

Nangong Huaxue's eyes were hurting so much that she rubbed them and picked up her favorite snacks.

"…Sorry, I don't have that ability."

Qin Xiao was silent for a while, then spoke slowly.

Nangong Huaxue paused and looked at him.

Wang Ji raised his eyebrows.

"But I can assure you that this day will never come." Qin Xiao looked at him and said solemnly, "If he really wants to harm this country one day in the future, I will do my best to stop him."

Wang Ji smiled and shook his head, and was about to say something.

"I guarantee it with my life." Qin Xiao frowned, calm and determined, "If that time really comes, I will stop him even if I die."

Wang Ji closed his eyes, feeling somewhat helpless. He caught sight of Nangong Huaxue's expression out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help but turn his head to look at her.

Nangong Huaxue was staring at Qin Xiao, her brows almost locked together. The snack in her hand had already melted, and her fingertips were sticky, but the owner was completely unaware.

…It happens again.

Nangong Huaxue slowly lowered her head, swallowed the snacks sullenly, and took a sip of tea, feeling mixed emotions.

It was the same in the previous life... He was clearly not "him" anymore.

Nangong Huaxue didn't understand why Qin Xiao could always easily sacrifice his life for others.

She would rather he was selfish.

Wang Ji retracted his slightly gloomy gaze and sighed: "I said, it's meaningless."

Qin Xiao frowned, and seeing that he couldn't convince her, he slowly lowered his eyes.

Wang Ji saw that he was silent again, and looked at Qing Yi who was leisurely beside him: "How sure are you?"

"Seventy percent." Qingyi glanced at him calmly and took a sip of tea slowly.

"Seventy percent... that is, there is still a possibility of failure." Wang Ji breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes, and looked at Qin Xiao, "If I fail, I will die in the near future, and his temperament will change drastically after recovering his memory and strength. Have you thought about what she should do?"

Nangong Huaxue was stunned when he was suddenly mentioned and looked at him blankly.

Wang Ji didn't look at her, but stared at Qin Xiao: "You can swear a poisonous oath for his uncertain future now, but how can you guarantee that you won't betray your promise in the future because of your feelings for him?"

"I might have died by then, how could I know all this?" Wang Ji's eyes were cold and sharp. "People change, how can you guarantee that you will stay the same?"

Qin Xiao seemed stunned. He looked at Nangong Huaxue, then at Wang Ji. In an instant, he blinked: "People can choose to stay in the world after death... Even if there is such a situation, you can see and know it."

Wang Ji: …

Is this the point? !

Wang Ji's eyes twitched, unable to understand why his focus was focused on that place.

Nangong Huaxue slowly covered her face, and Qingyi chuckled.

Qin Xiao did not notice the silence of the others, and said as if to prove something: "A person's soul can maintain that state for a long time after death. Even if you die, you can choose not to reincarnate for hundreds of years -"

"Is this the point?" Wang Ji finally couldn't help but asked, as if he was looking at something strange, "How did you know this? No, this is not the point either..."

"Oh, I learned from my master..." Qin Xiao wanted to answer, but was stunned halfway through, "My master can stop him."

"What did you say?"

"My master..." Qin Xiao didn't know what he was thinking, and looked at Qing Yi, "He has the ability... to stop him... right?"

Qing Yi laughed and said, "Go ask your master."

Qin Xiao turned his head back, as if he finally remembered something, and his eyes even glowed faintly: "My master... Di Jiang——"

[He can't beat him.]

Suddenly, a faint whisper came from the depths of the soul sea.

Qin Xiao didn't react for a moment: "Then Wu Luo——"

[He can’t do that either.]

"Then..." Qin Xiao was a little embarrassed, "Jumang?"

"who are you talking to?"

Qin Xiao suddenly realized something and looked at Wang Ji who had a puzzled expression. He paused.

Nangong Huaxue also looked at him strangely.

"Ji Meng?" It was Qingyi who guessed it.

Ji Meng?

Nangong Huaxue frowned at first, searched in his memory, and then suddenly realized: "He..."

"Have you met him?" Qin Xiao was a little surprised. As far as he could remember, they had never met before.

"Uh..." Nangong Huaxue felt guilty when talking about this and looked away.

She met Ji Meng during the time when he stayed in Mangshan after his death, so naturally she didn't want to tell Qin Xiao.

Sensing a bit of chill, he turned his head and saw Wang Ji looking at him, their eyes met. Wang Ji looked away.

"He's here now?" Wang Ji looked at Qin Xiao. Although he was a little annoyed, he still managed to remain calm and asked calmly.

"...You can think so."

Wang Ji narrowed his eyes.

He is very unhappy now.

It was not because of the appearance of unknown characters, but because of the familiarity that these three people unintentionally exuded.

He knew so little about her.

They were so skilled in discussing things he didn't know that it seemed as if there was an invisible wall that excluded him.

This realization made him very unhappy and even a little jealous.

Wang Ji frowned slightly and lowered his eyes, as if thinking about something.

"You'd better come out and talk." Qingyi glanced at him and said in the direction of Qin Xiao.

Qin Xiao looked at Wang Ji, and seeing that he had no reaction, he called out to Ji Meng a few times in his soul sea.

The already cloudy sky suddenly turned gloomy, with a dark mass like black fluff and lightning flashing between the clouds.

Thunder roared, white lightning flashed past, and a person appeared in the hall quietly.

No, he is not a human being to be exact.

Wang Ji calmly looked at the creature standing in front of him - a tall and strong body, thick feathers on human-like elbows, and except for a few pieces of thin satin hanging down to the ground in necessary places, the rest of his skin was exposed... Even more strange was the head on his neck.

Eyes like a rabbit, ears like a cow, horns like a deer, head like a camel...

If it weren't for the physical inconsistency, Wang Ji would have thought he was a dragon monster.

"you--"

"Hello." Ji Meng said, "My name is Ji Meng."

Wang Ji paused, greeted him with a smile, and casually pulled over a low chair in the hall and asked him to sit down.

Ji Meng was not polite and sat down cross-legged: "I heard what you said. If you want to find someone who can deal with Mo Ze, there is actually someone."

"Oh? Like you?" Wang Ji smiled slightly.

"I can not."

Ji Meng shook his head firmly without hesitation.

Wang Ji: …

"But Mang Ling is OK." Ji Meng tilted his head. "If you really count them, it's actually quite a lot. In fact, you don't have to worry too much. For emperors like you, a slight deviation will cause a great impact, so the way of heaven will protect you. It's what you humans often call destiny and national destiny. If you wantonly interfere, you will bear a great cause and effect, so you generally won't do that."

Ji Meng was still talking incessantly, but what he didn't say was that people like Mang Ling and Mo Ze, who were unruly and stubborn, didn't care about these causes and effects at all. As long as they had determined something, they would not care even if they died and could never be reborn.

Just as when he came, Mang Ling took on all the punishment from heaven by himself and almost disappeared into the world.

Ji Meng thought about this, glanced at Qin Xiao, and muttered to himself.

This stubborn personality is really inherited from generation to generation.

"……what do you?"

Wang Ji listened quietly for a while, and finally couldn't help but ask.

"Ah...you humans all call me God...but don't you believe it? Then just think whatever you want." Ji Meng obviously didn't care about these things and spread his hands.

"Wait a minute..." Nangong Huaxue suddenly interrupted and slowly looked at Ji Meng, "From what you said... were you there that night?"

"Yeah, how——"