"You've finally arrived... I've waited for you so long..."
The Female Demon gazed at Chen Mo, her expression like a calm ancient well finally stirred with waves.
A smile played on her lips, the crimson color in her eyes gradually faded, giving way to a clear black and white, and she stared at him obsessively.
"..."
Chen Mo looked bewildered.
Although the two might not share a common language, they can still grasp each other's meanings through soul power communication.
She was evidently mistaking him for someone else.
Could it be that a thousand years ago, the Female Demon was in a romance with a human, who looked exactly like him?
This kind of thing is downright absurd, isn't it?
"I knew you'd definitely come back... the mirror I gave you, you still have it..."
"Mirror?"
Noticing the Mystic Fire Treasure Mirror hovering above, Chen Mo suddenly realized.
So the one who had a fling with the Female Demon was a forefather of the Sikong family?!
