"I told you long ago, you can't deceive him."
In that space of pure white, a vortex of flowing flesh suddenly appeared, and its voice resounded within this space.
And You Su was already unconscious on the ground, the Mo Song Sword beside Ji Lingruo's head. Ji Lingruo's face no longer shimmered; she bit her lip and furrowed her brows, looking at the Dream-eating Ghost with a face full of unwillingness.
"If it weren't for your appearance, letting him know his Master was never possessed! How could I have failed!?"
"Even if I hadn't appeared, you couldn't deceive him. He didn't expose you only because he didn't know your true purpose."
"You're lying!"
"Ji Lingruo" still refused to accept fate, recalling all the memories since occupying this body. Every conversation and embrace with You Su was so clear that it even felt it was his junior sister.
Clearly... if only You Su had cut off Taisui's head, she could have forever occupied this body...
