Xiao Yan didn't know that just when he asked the White Lizard clan to inquire about Ivy.

Ivy, no, it should be said that Ziwei has noticed him.

To be precise, it was the mysterious existence that had noticed him.

"I didn't expect that those little lizards who were crippled dared to make a fuss about you. Miss Ziwei, you are very charming."

This is a very gorgeous restaurant, at least in this wasteland world, it should be considered very gorgeous.

A long dining table.

The person speaking was a middle-aged man with elegant manners. While gently cutting the food from the dining plate with a dining knife, he said casually.

And Ivy, who Xiao Yan was looking for, well, Ziwei was also sitting at the dining table at this time.

There was also a plate of food in front of her, but she did not move. She did not respond when she heard the man's words.

She just unconsciously shook the water cup in her hand, and her slightly pale face made her look a little weak.

Another long-haired man in a white robe next to her asked, "What, does Miss Ziwei have no appetite, or is she not satisfied with Lao Ai Meng's craft?"

Ziwei was in a daze, then said indifferently: "No, I'm just not used to eating people."

"people?"

Everyone on the dining table was stunned for a moment, and then someone couldn't help laughing out loud.

It was a woman with short hair and small figure. She couldn't tell her age. Because she wore too many ornaments, she smiled and made a sound of Ding Ling hitting her.

"Hey hey hey, why do you think those things are human?"

As she spoke, she actually climbed onto the dining table and climbed to Ziwei. She reached out and quickly pinched Ziwei's chin and looked at her with a nervous look on her face.

"You are so strange. Didn't you come from the Source Realm? The Source Realm has called these lower creatures humans now?"

Everyone else on the dining table looked at Ziwei with a smile.

"No."

Ziwei quietly pushed away the short-haired woman's hand, and said tired but calmly: "Before the Old Age, it seemed that they were called demons, and there should be no similar existence after the Old Age."

"In that case, why do you call them "people"?"

The short-haired woman tilted her head, with a serious expression a little weird.

Ziwei seemed to have become accustomed to it.

He said lightly again: "It doesn't matter, it's just a noun."

"How come it doesn't matter?"

The short-haired woman said again: "Look clearly, I, you, and everyone, we are the ones who are called people..."

Ziwei frowned slightly.

Although I already know that this is a group of strange monsters with some twists, I am still a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, at this time, the man sitting at the top spoke again, "Okay, Ling, don't climb onto the dining table, the dining table is a place for eating."

The short-haired woman named "Ying" then smiled slightly, jumped off the dining table, and then returned to her seat again.

The man ordered again: "Exchange a portion of food for Miss Ziwei."

"yes."

An old servant who stood in the corner and could not see any race agreed.

With a numb expression, he came forward to clean up the tableware and food in front of Ziwei.

"No!"

Ziwei spoke and wanted to stop it.

Another woman on the dining table, a plump woman with a gentle expression, smiled and said, "Wei, you should eat more, you are very weak.

If this continues, you will be unable to suppress the other one in your body, right?"

Ziwei's eyes flashed, and she didn't stop her.

But I couldn't help but frown in my heart.

This woman's words hit her pain point.

I don’t know why, maybe her previous injury caused her weakness.

Ivy, who had been suppressed by her to the point of being almost wiped out, showed signs of revival, and even once she almost lost control of her body.

"Why are you just unwilling to disappear? You and I are one. Since I have awakened, there is no need for you to exist. Isn't it great if you return to dust and soil?"

"You are not me, and I am not you. It is you who should return to dust and soil..."

The other consciousness is still hazy, but it seems to be more tenacious than before.

"Don't expect me to give up, I won't give up, I will never..."

This consciousness is Ivy. She regrets it very much, regrets her slackness at the beginning, and takes this assassination for her previous life.

She has not only lost control of her body.

And I am facing the destruction of this so-called "previous life" every day. This conscious confrontation is pain from the depths of the soul.

Ziwei became weaker and she was even more in pain.

Moreover, this kind of pain is endless. No one dares to relax. Relaxation means extinction.

Fortunately, she had longing for her husband and daughter in her heart, which gave her the motivation to persevere.

"Hey, you're so stubborn. You'll make us all go to destruction.

Now even if I give my body back to you, with your ability and strength, you will not be able to survive in this strange world.”

"snort……"

Ivy snorted coldly, "It's my business whether you can survive or not, it has nothing to do with you!"

"You, you are too selfish. Have you forgotten your mission?

Haven't you ever thought that he is in danger now?

Only when you disappear and we completely merge can we help him.

You should have seen what kind of power we have in that state.

Fang Ajian can only be truly refined by us if we completely integrate.”

"Go to your room, Ajian, go to your mission. The thing I regret the most is that I believe in your nonsense and believe in the so-called mission.

I won't listen to such nonsense again.

I will definitely take back the dominance of the body!"

Ivy was unmoved.

Ziwei was not discouraged either.

Such conversations have happened countless times.

But they are bothered with each other because this is also a competition, a competition of will.

And if you say some things endlessly, you can always convince the other party.

I just want to whisper a word in your ear every day. Even if you are very resistant at the beginning, you will feel suspicious over time.

What's more, is it an existence that claims to be your "self"?

Avie had been determined to refine Fang Ajian before, but was largely influenced by her.

In addition, it is also the influence of Fang Ajian.

She even really believed that her predecessor was the so-called sword-casting master.

My mission is to refine Fang Ajian and make her perfect. Then help Xiao Yan, who was the emperor in his previous life.

However, after losing control of her body, she was freed from Fang Ajian's influence.

It also made her realize that this was a lie full of loopholes and a lie.

But it was too late to wake up... No, not too late, Xiao Yan, Amy, I will come back when I am, I will definitely come back!

Ivy no longer listens to the so-called "previous life" muttering, but just strengthens her beliefs in her heart.

At the same time, he also heard that outside the world of consciousness, the group of strange people talked about the topic of the White Lizard tribe again.

"So that group of lizards has been controlled by that mysterious existence. It seems that the one who is looking for Miss Ziwei and us is not the group of lizards, but the mysterious guy?"

"It's very likely, and I heard that those lizards will declare war on the wild birds of the Divine Wing Alliance."

"Haha, those lizards are almost exterminated, and they dare to declare war on the God Wing Alliance. It seems that they have really received some powerful support."

"It's better to kill them!"

"Yes, it's better to be confused, and we will have a chance to be confused..."

"I just don't know what that mysterious guy is from?"

"Miss Ziwei, you said it would be because someone from the Source Realm came to look for you?"

Hearing this sentence, Ziwei and Ivy were both stunned.

"People from the Source Realm?"

Could it be him?
Chapter completed!