The Strange Black-Clothed Man of the Weird and Wonderful World of the Demonic Son's Hundred Transformations Concubine

  Senya's big eyes had already turned slightly red, Senya looked up at the sky with her head raised, not letting her tears fall. 'Thank you, soul...'

  "Miss..." A male voice came from behind Qian Yu Xian, Qian Yu Xian was startled, and slowly turned her head to look at the source of the sound. She saw a middle-aged man wearing black clothes with a smile on his face, looking at her with an unusual red eye on his forehead.

  Qian Yu Xian slightly furrowed her eyebrows, looked around, and confirmed that there was no one else nearby. It wasn't until then that the middle-aged man called out to her, and Qian Yu Xian looked at him with a puzzled expression, raising her pale hand to point at herself, "Me?"

  A middle-aged man nodded and walked a few steps to sit down beside Qian Yu Xian, "Miss, what are you doing here all alone?"

  Qian Yu Xian slightly furrowed her brow as she gazed at the middle-aged man in front of her, her intuition telling her it was best not to say much to this man. Qian Yu Xian's tone was indifferent, her bright and clear eyes gazing at the middle-aged man with a distant expression:

  "It doesn't matter."

  The middle-aged man didn't mind Qian Yu Xian's reaction, and a faint smile played on his lips. His low, husky voice came out, "I thought you were going to kill yourself, looks like I overthought it."

  Qian Yu Xian helplessly glanced at the middle-aged man, "You're thinking too much."

  "Is that so? But I think the young lady looks like she's being perplexed by something." The middle-aged man hooked his lips into a smile, his black eyes staring straight at Qian Yu Xian. Qian Yu Xian looked back at the middle-aged man's black eyes, and in an instant, she felt her body not listening to her commands. She wanted to move but couldn't, her bright and clear eyes staring blankly at the middle-aged man's black eyes, as if she didn't belong to herself anymore. Even her thoughts had stopped momentarily, as if they were frozen.

  A middle-aged man in black clothes hooked his lips and stared at his own Thousand Feather Immortal with empty eyes, hooked his lips into a charming smile, the strange red eyes on his forehead flashed with red light, and he said in a low voice:

  "Don't be afraid, Fairy Maiden, I just want you to help me with something..."

  After an unknown period of time, Qian Yu Xian came back to her senses, and her eyes regained their usual sparkle. However, the middle-aged man who was originally sitting beside her had vanished. Qian Yu Xian furrowed her brow, what's going on? Where did he go?

  Qianyu Xian stood up and looked for the middle-aged man who had just left. At the same time, a small red bottle fell from Qianyu Xian's body, catching her attention. She was puzzled - did she have this thing on her? Why couldn't she remember?

  "Another one... You seem to be the one left behind by that man just now? Do you know him?" The soul's voice was full of questioning.

  Qianyu Xian gently shook her head, 'First time seeing...', and then Qianyu Xian seemed to suddenly remember something, 'Right, Soul do you know what just happened? Why did I feel like I was frozen?'

  Her soul furrowed its eyebrows, and her tone was full of vigilance. 'I'm not clear either. At the same time that middle-aged man appeared, I felt like something had isolated me from you, and I couldn't talk to you.'

  As he spoke, the middle-aged man raised his head and looked up at the sky. The strange red eyes on his forehead glowed with a reddish light as he muttered to himself:

  Qian Yu Xian's eyebrows furrowed even deeper, what's going on?

  "Although I don't know who that man is, this thing isn't ours after all. Keeping it by our side might lead to unpredictable consequences." The soul continued to speak.

  Qian Yu Xian lowered her head to look at the small red bottle in her hand, feeling that it made sense, and casually threw it into a nearby stream. She then turned around and left, but didn't see that at the same moment she turned around and left, the red bottle she had thrown into the stream suddenly disappeared from the surface of the water.

  After Qian Yu Xian left, a middle-aged man with a strange red eye on his forehead and wearing black clothes walked out from under a tree by the stream. His dark eyes gazed at Qian Yu Xian's back, and he smiled evilly, opening his mouth to say in a low voice:

  "Yan Yi, don't blame me when the time comes. I didn't want to harm you and your beloved Qian Yu Xian, making you both kill each other... If you must blame someone, blame your master... Gu Mu!"

  "Ancestral tomb, ancestral tomb, I don't believe that you would watch your proud disciple be so heartbroken and not come out to uphold justice. I am really looking forward to the moment when I can cross swords with you."