"You make me feel very familiar..."

Xianyuanguo suddenly spoke, interrupting Ning Yi's thoughts and asked, "What is your relationship with the previous master holding the swordsman...?"

Ning Yi came to his senses, looked at the small fruit, and whispered: "Aning is my mother."

Xianyuanguo was a little surprised and murmured: "No wonder the eyebrows and eyes are a little similar..."

As he said that, he shook his head without any sarcasm and said frankly: "Your aura is indeed a bit similar, but your facial features and eyebrows are not the same. The immortal posture of the Sword Master is charming and unparalleled, and compared to you... is much worse than that."

This is a big truth.

Ning Yi smiled faintly, not angry and angry.

All the people he saw along the way were amazed at her surprise... The guardian of the mountain, Emperor Taizong, the old master of the underworld, Yuan, Baidi...

Compared with Aning, I am much more ordinary.

Aning is like the bright moon in the sky, with stars rushing over and coming down to earth.

And I was like a frost grass rooted in the ground, squeezed out my head little by little, and came to the world with dust.

"When Aning was in the Dragon Palace, she often came to see me. She was the only living person who came out of the Golden City." Xian Yuanguo scratched her head and said softly: "At that time, she was alone in the Dragon Palace and had no one to accompany her, so she asked me to chat... If I remember correctly, she had lost a little lion. The lion was not in the Dragon Palace and no one was talking to her. She was very concerned about it and said that if she could go out, she must find the little lion."

Little lion?

The burly and majestic projection of the Nine Spirit Yuansheng in the Hongshan Forbidden Area appeared in Ning Yi's heart.

My previous guess is correct.

The second life of Taiyi's transformation is Aning!

Xianyuanguo smiled and said, "But later she raised another pet. That day I saw her holding a pocket niche box, the size of two palms, probably brought out from the Golden City... The pocket niche box was surrounded by black mist, and I couldn't see what was in it. Only a pair of snow-white pupils showed, and she looked not very smart, so she probably didn't have a spirit. Unfortunately, Aning walked too fast and silently. I don't know which day she had never come to the Suzaku Hall again..."

"I really want to know... she found that little lion without..."

As he spoke, the voice became smaller and smaller.

Xianyuanguo knew that for him, ten thousand years passed in a blink of an eye—

For mortals, five hundred years are eternal.
Chapter completed!