Chapter 636: Chapter 636: Do you really not remember me at all?
What does such a formidable person want to do in the Human Realm?!
The barrier made with blood requires considerable essence from the Barrier Master. The man was already badly injured, and his old wounds hadn’t healed before new ones added on. Under the black mask, his exquisite face was pale, covered in cold sweat, his brain dizzy, almost causing him to lose his balance.
Once he steadied himself, he closed his eyes, shook his dizzy head lightly, composed himself behind once more before opening his eyes, and immediately turned to check Wen Xiao’ai’s condition.
He didn’t even glance at his own wrist, which continued to bleed profusely.
The man bent down and reached out to support Wen Xiao’ai, his urgent words following: "Yingying, are you okay? Where are you hurt?"
whenever he sees her, he always instinctively calls out her name.
Even though a millennium has passed, it remains the same.
Wen Xiao’ai didn’t want the man’s support, she forced herself to stand up on her own and glanced at Wu Zhihan, who was blocked outside the barrier, unable to come in for a while and unable to harm them.
She looked at the man: "I’m not Yingying."
"..."
The man stared at the all-too-familiar face in front of him, a thousand words stuck in his heart, yet he couldn’t utter a single one.
The pain in his heart was so chilling.
"Who are you really? Are you good or bad?"
Wen Xiao’ai’s guard had never been lowered.
Against those who had hurt her in the past, she would be constantly vigilant, even during the recent fight together, she was on guard lest he suddenly strike her from behind.
"Do you truly... not remember me at all?"
Listening carefully, his voice trembled.
Despite knowing it to be such, he still couldn’t accept it.
"Muyun Immortal Peak, Nine Curves Heavenly Palace, Bihan Pool Mountain, Ziqiong Forest; Muyin Tomb, Cold Bone Tower, do you really not remember any of these places?"
One by one, as the man named familiar places, scenes from their past seemed to linger as if it were just yesterday.
Wen Xiao’ai’s tightly furrowed brows made the man’s heart bleed.
"Take off the mask and show me your face, then I’ll know if I recognize you."
Wen Xiao’ai was increasingly curious about who this person was.
The places he mentioned are all renowned sites of the Immortal Realm, while Muyin Tomb and Cold Bone Tower are part of the Demon Realm.
What connection does this person have with the Immortal Realm?
No, more importantly, what connection does the so-called Yingying have with the Immortal Realm?
Could it be that Yingying is from the Immortal Realm?
How could he, someone from the Demon Realm, have such a close relationship with a woman from the Immortal Realm?
Besides, why does she keep feeling that this person isn’t pretending, and actually knows her?
Yingying?
Could it be she looks too much like this Yingying person?
So he mistook her for someone else?
But it’s unlikely.
He just risked his life to save her, so possibly that Yingying means more to him than his own life.
Maybe he made a mistake once, but now she’s standing right in front of him, talking to him; it’s impossible to still mistake her, right?
Upon hearing Wen Xiao’ai’s words, the man raised his hand, his fair and slender fingers lightly pressing on his mask, not to take it off, but to prevent Wen Xiao’ai from suddenly removing it.
Seeing that the man was reluctant to take off the mask, and even worried she might try to take it off herself, always on guard, Wen Xiao’ai also didn’t want to waste time on this damn mask.
If he doesn’t want to show it, then fine. Even if she sees it, she wouldn’t recognize it either.
She had never interacted with people from the Demon Realm, so even if her memory wasn’t great, she could confidently say: she truly doesn’t recognize him.