Quick Transmigration: The Second Female Lead is Poisonous

"I am Zhiwei, the 13th generation of Xianmen, and Chixuan's master." The old man smiled friendly and said, "I'm just here to tell you that Xianmen has already made a decision on how to deal with you."

"Does that make me disperse or keep me locked up like this?" The scenery was indifferent, as if what they did to her, she didn't care.

Zhiwei said: "I will arrange you to enter the Linglong Pond, where the spiritual power of the fairy gate is the strongest. In the past, only the heads of the past can enter the Linglong Pond for cultivation. The spiritual power there helps to digest your body. Ghost spirit and resentment will help you reincarnate as a human being."

"Since it is a place where the heads of the past can enter...Why would you let me in?"

"Opportunity should be like this, that's it." Zhiwei said again: "You don't need to feel uneasy, Xianmen is definitely the safest place for you."

She blinked her eyes, not very understanding. She could feel the kindness released by this old man, but it was precisely because he was too friendly that she was even more disturbed, "I never understand... you and that Chi Xuantu said that I have resentment in my heart, but I don't feel that I have this kind of thing. I have no resentment, and no resentment..."

"Since there isn't, that would be great." Zhiwei's eyes have always been kind, and now he has hidden pity, "When you can reincarnate again, everything is considered complete."

The old man seemed to have a lot of feelings, but the scenery was even more puzzled. In the evening, she was sent to Linglong Pond by the old man. The so-called Linglong Pond was just on the highest peak on Xianmen, there was an ice mountain and snow pool on the cliff. , There is a plum blossom proudly, and the cold wind blows, but she does not feel cold. As her awareness of herself as a ghost becomes clearer, her perception of being a human will gradually leave her subconscious, but Only one day and one night, she has accepted the fact that she is a ghost.

The old man's fingers moved slightly, and an invisible barrier enveloped the mountain. He said to the scenery: "These days, you can't leave Linglong Pond, and others can't go to Linglong Pond. You need to be calm and calm, and gradually change. Eliminate ghosts."

"What you said these days... how long does it take?"

"I can't give a definite answer. It depends on you." Zhiwei paused and said: "Maybe it won't be too long, maybe..."

"I understand." The scenery turned around and looked at the mountains and wind and snow, but no snow fell on her. She exhaled and stared at the snow scene in front of her.

In this full of white, there is only her red back, which is incompatible with this vast world.

Zhiwei looked at her back for a long time, after all, turned around and left when the sunset was over the mountain.

There was only one person standing on the top of the hill where the cold wind roared. After half an hour, maybe she felt that this melancholy gesture was really not suitable for her. The scenery was annoying and grabbed her hair. She walked back to the pool and looked at the pool. A clean ice lotus and the lotus leaf like ice crystals, she lifted her foot and kicked it, but didn't kick it to pieces, then sneered, "What's wrong with me? Even if it's a ghost, I am the most beautiful ghost."

A chuckle suddenly came from behind her, and the scenery immediately turned around, and saw a man in white walking on foot in the wind and snow.

The man's long hair is still unfinished, his white clothes wins snow, his face is like a crown of jade, he is really good-looking, he is handsome, and the clean breath on his body does not lose to the white snow, Xu is the bones of the fairy style, Xu is the wind and flow, all seem to be Not enough to describe.

"This is the ice lotus that has brought together the spiritual energy of the heads of the past. It is really rude to treat them like this." He smiled, but he couldn't see the accusation of her.

The scenery stayed for a long time, calling out a name, "Mo Qing?"

"Mo Qing..." He paused, then opened his hand and smiled softly, "Yes, I am Mo Qing, isn't the scenery going to give me a hug?"

"No... you are not him." She stepped back vigilantly, her voice chilling, "Who are you?"