On the way to Qing Guzi's cave, Cheng Zhenzi glanced more than once at Qin Liuxi who was strolling leisurely by his side, her words echoing in his mind.
I killed him indirectly!
That tone, as if she had just casually wrung a chicken's neck, light and unconcerned.
"Speak your mind, there's no need to act like you want to say something but don't. We're all fellow disciples of the Taoist sect, if you have questions, I will definitely clear them up for you."
Cheng Zhenzi thought for a moment and said: "Is he really dead?"
"He self-destructed, including his soul, what do you think?" Qin Liuxi replied with a question.
Cheng Zhenzi fell silent, his gaze somewhat complicated. So that person truly vanished from the world, even his soul ceased to exist?
Qin Liuxi said, "His self-destruction was not voluntary; it was caused by someone behind him, like a kind of prohibition, not allowing him to reveal everything about that person."
"Who?"
