Zhi Huan raised her head with difficulty and smiled intermittently: "Miss, can you come over a little bit? I can't hear you clearly."

Hearing these words, Jun Muqian's heart sank. She calmly hugged the woman in white tighter and leaned her head against her.

Secretly, he tapped into his spiritual power and began to examine Zhi Huan's body.

However, the moment the spiritual power was transferred in, Jun Muzhen's expression completely changed.

Not because I feel anything, but because... I feel nothing!

How is this possible?

Even if a person is severely injured, it shouldn't be like this.

"Zhi Huan?" Jun Muqian lowered his head, his voice was more cautious than ever before, "Stop talking now, okay? I'll take you back to heal your wounds first, okay?"

She said softly: "The miracle doctor is very powerful. He can cure anyone."

She doesn't have medical skills, but Hua Li can!

Yes, it definitely can!

Zhi Huan tilted her head. It seemed that it took her a long time to understand this sentence. She slowly shook her head: "Yes, the miracle doctor can cure anyone, but I... am not a human being."

Jun Muqian's heart started to panic uncontrollably. She suppressed all her emotions and asked in a hoarse voice: "What on earth...are you talking about?"

"Miss, you know my situation. Listen to me, I don't have much time left." Zhi Huan held her hand and coughed a few times, "Haven't you ever wondered why I look so similar to you?

Is it so similar?"

She raised her head slightly and continued: "Have you ever wondered why I have never used my spiritual roots?"

Jun Muzhi was silent for a moment, then smiled: "So what if we look alike? There are many similar people in the world, isn't Mu Zhi somewhat similar to me? You said you have never used your spiritual roots, and I don't either.

I don’t use it much.”

"Miss..." Zhi Huan sighed with a smile, "Why do you have to lie to yourself? You already have the answer in your heart, don't you?"

Jun Muqian pursed her lips and said nothing, her eyes focused, and she interrupted rudely: "Stop talking!"

Not allowing Zhi Huan to refuse, he took her to Mu's house.

However, what completely shocked Jun Muzhen was that after she raised her hand, a black sticky substance appeared on her hand.

Very much like... very much like what Wen Ningrui had described, and very much like the Shadow Clan she had seen before!

Jun Muqian looked down and realized that these black sticky substances came from the woman in white. It was precisely because of her actions just now that these things appeared.

Zhi Huan's expression also became a bit paler. She smiled half bitterly and half jokingly said: "Miss, if you move like this, I will probably disappear in advance."

"What's going on..." Jun Muqian's fingers trembled and her voice was squeezed out of her throat, "What's going on?!"

"Miss, this is my life, and it is also my willingness." Zhihuan sighed lightly, but his expression was very calm, "Because... I am your shadow."

After a pause, he slowly said: "I am not a human being, so I have no spiritual roots and no soul."

"Shadow?" Jun Muqian was startled for a moment, and she shook her head, "Zhihuan, are you kidding me? Isn't my shadow perfectly on my body?"

"This shadow is not that shadow." Zhi Huan said, "Miss, do you know how the Shadow Clan came to be?"

Jun Muqian remained silent.

"Each shadow in the shadow plane actually corresponds to an intelligent being in the outside world. There are as many shadows as there are intelligent beings, but there is no definite number of which one it really corresponds to."

"No one brought them out, so they have no form or consciousness. They can only wander in the shadow plane, waiting for one day to dissipate."

Jun Muqian suddenly remembered the specious words the Shadow Clan said when they came to besiege her.

Where there is light there is shadow, where there is good there is evil.

Everything in the world is relative. Although light exists, darkness will never die. This is an eternal truth.

Jun Muqian took a deep breath: "So?"

"A long time ago, I was one of them." Zhi Huan's eyes became blurred, "until... Madam brought me out."

That happened many years ago, very long ago, but Zhi Huan remembers it very clearly.

At that time, she had no gender, she was just a black shadow, wandering in the shadow plane all day long.

ShadowClan is not completely without consciousness. This consciousness can be called the instinct of beasts.

There is no sun or moon in the shadow plane, no light, and no nutrients.

But shadows cannot survive for a long time. They also need food to maintain their "life".

Shadow Stone is one of them.

If a shadow does not have a shadow stone, it will dissipate soon.

Even if Zhi Huan has successfully left the shadow plane, she still needs the shadow stone.

That's why she left Jun Muzhen that time and went to the shadow plane to seize the shadow stone.

However, for other shadows, the attraction of Zhihuan is far greater than that of Shadow Stone.

That journey was more difficult than ever for her.

Just as she was wandering around as usual, she saw a light.

That light pierced the quiet darkness and broke the silence of the shadow plane.

That was a woman with an outstanding appearance. Standing under this dark sky and earth, she looked like a god or Buddha.

Even though she didn't know what beauty and ugliness were at that time, she could still feel a quiet and gentle beauty.

Except for the Shadow Ghost, only spiritual practitioners above the Spiritual Saint can enter the shadow plane by relying on their own cultivation.

That woman is Chang Yi.

Next to Chang Yi, there was also a shadow ghost.

The appearance of the Shadowghost is not much different from that of humans, except that its skin is wrinkled, making it look like a little old man.

Then she saw the shadow ghost walking towards her with Chang Yi.

Chang Yi's voice was also very nice. He looked at her and said, "Is this the shadow you picked out?"

Shadow Ghost nodded quickly: "Yes, madam, it is outstanding."

Shadowghosts combine the characteristics of humans and shadow tribes. They are naturally very sensitive to the power of shadows and can judge the strength of each shadow.

"Very good." Changyi turned around, stretched out his hand, and said in a light voice, "I want to take you away and let you protect someone. You can become a human, but you may die at any time."

The Shadow Ghost relayed these words to her: "Madam asked you if you want to leave here."

I think so, of course I really want to.

If she could leave here, it wouldn't matter if her lifespan was shortened, it was better than wandering aimlessly.

Shadows leave the shadow plane and must rely on intelligent beings to survive.

Only after a human accepts her can she escape from the shadow plane.

But the strange thing is that no human being accepted her, but she has become a human, and her appearance is somewhat imaginary with Chang Yi.

She neither ages nor dies unless fatally injured.

It was also from that time that she got a name.

Cheer.

However, when she followed Chang Yi to Wanling Continent, she still had not seen any human beings to which she belonged.

Until one day, Chang Yi suddenly said: "I'm leaving. You must not forget what you promised me and keep your promise, but you must protect yourself and never let others know your identity.

"

"As long as it's not a matter of life, don't come out."

Zhi Huan was kept in mind, but as expected, Chang Yi left that night.

It was also at that time that she met the person she wanted to protect.

That was a baby, born with peach blossom eyes that made people's hearts flutter.

She knew that this was the person she would serve and protect throughout her life.

During that period of time, she had doubts and disdain and felt disappointed, but in the end...she was not disappointed after all.

Her power comes from Jun Muqian, and the stronger the person, the stronger the shadow. They are one.

"I am very grateful to Madam for turning me from a shadow that has never seen the light into a human being." Zhi Huan said lightly, "But I am not a human being after all."

The only one who could cause her mood swings was Jun Maqian.

"Madam?" Jun Muqian murmured, "You call Changyi madam?"

Could it be that she is really Chang Yi's daughter?

If not, why would Chang Yi bring Zhi Huan out and let Zhi Huan protect her?

Jun Muqian's expression changed: "Isn't Changyi dead?"

"No -" Zhi Huan's eyes turned cold and he sneered, "Madam is a spiritual saint, how could Wen Ningrui kill Madam?"
To be continued...