There was something wrong with my past life

Xiao Lian didn't lie. I really found dad today! Dad is really a big liar. Huh, I must have ten... no, a hundred ice creams as compensation this time!

On the street covered with sunset, the little Loli pouted in anger. It seemed that she was still worried about Ning Ye's deception and leaving her alone in the police station.

Next to the little Lolita, stood a woman in a moon-white dress. Her skin was like cream, and her appearance was charming. However, her eyes were like a ten-mile-long frozen river of frost, unable to stir up the slightest emotion. The red lips are pink, but there is no hint of a charming smile. This ice-cold temperament all declares that strangers are not allowed to enter.

But what is strange is that when such a pleasing combination appears on a busy street, even if there are no bold men who come forward to ask for the number, it will at least attract the attention of passers-by. But pedestrians on the street As if he couldn't see these two people, he didn't pay any attention to them.

But fortunately, Xiao Lian is smart and secretly pulled out a piece of dad's hair. Mom, let's go find dad together! Little Loli turned her head, proudly raised her hair and looked at the man next to her. A stunning woman, looking like she was seeking credit and praise.

It turns out that this ice-cold woman is actually the mother of little Loli.

But to be honest, these two are more like a pair of sisters than mother and daughter, because the mother is so young and beautiful.

If Ning Ye were here, he would probably die of embarrassment. After all, in his previous imagination, the little Lolita's mother, who knew how to collect bills, had the image of a black boss with rough and muscular features and a female man holding a watermelon knife. This image contrast is comparable to Yunni.

The Bingshan woman looked at her daughter's happy smile and seemed to be remembering something from the past. Her expression was slightly absent-minded, and then she said softly: Xiao Lian, you have recognized the wrong person. Go back with your mother quickly.

That's dad! Mom is also a big liar, Xiao Lian wants to find dad! The little Loli also showed her stubborn side and just lay on the ground, refusing to leave no matter what.

The iceberg woman was about to say something, but she sensed the rapidly disappearing breath of life in that hair. A pair of willow-leaf eyebrows frowned slightly, sensing something was wrong.

Then... let's take a look at that person.

After saying that, she took the little Loli's hand and took a step forward. The scene in the bustling city was distorted.

One step away, the two of them appeared directly in the room on the second floor of the villa in the next second. At their feet was Ning Ye, who had lost so much blood that he could even stop breathing.

Mom! Please save daddy, otherwise Xiao Lian will be without a daddy again!

Seeing this scene, the little Loli threw herself directly next to Ning Ye, regardless of the previous deception. Looking at the bloody wound on her chest, tears of distress fell down in a blink of an eye, and her voice was filled with urgency. Crying tone.

Sensing the remaining evil spirit in the house, the Bingshan woman immediately understood what had happened here.

Looking at Ning Ye who was seriously injured and dying at her feet, her eyes slowly closed. When she opened them again, they turned into pure golden vertical pupils, like a world-destroying king.

A drop of bright golden blood came out from between her eyebrows and dripped into Ning Ye's injured chest.

After this drop of golden blood left the body, the woman's complexion turned slightly pale.

The bloody wound that penetrated it healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. It returned to its original state in just ten seconds, without even leaving a scar.

After doing all this, the iceberg woman waved her hand and restored all the damaged clothes on Ning Ye's chest to their original state. Then she swiped her slender jade fingers in the air, and a golden passage appeared under her feet.

The people from the Dao League are coming. Xiao Lian and her mother should go home.

No, no! Little Loli shook her head like a rattle, hugged Ning Ye's thigh firmly like a leg pendant, and shouted, Xiao Lian wants to be with daddy!

This human being is not your father. Don't go see him again! Also, none of the men in this world are good!

After saying that, regardless of her daughter's cries, the Bingshan woman directly used force to capture the little Loli from the air.

At this time, Ning Ye, whose breathing gradually returned to steady, also gradually regained some consciousness. While he was still in a coma, he kept muttering the name Jingyi unconsciously.

The iceberg woman, who had already stepped halfway into the teleportation channel, thought of the little demon who was scared away by her own aura, so she took another look at Ning Ye on the ground.

After the mother and daughter left, silence returned to the house again.

A few minutes later, several new guests arrived here, who were the people from the Taoist Alliance that the Bingshan woman mentioned earlier.

Two bodies were found, and they were identified as the owners and couple of this house. A woman said after checking.

With such a serious accident, it seems that this year's year-end bonus is in vain. A young man pulled his hair in pain and said with a sad look on his face: Oh, I originally promised my girlfriend, but when I got the year-end bonus I bought her a full set of limited edition lipsticks if I won the prize, but now it seems like I’m going to kneel down to durian again.”

Huh? There is a kid lying here. Looking at it, he must have been frightened by the monster and fainted. Finally someone noticed Ning Ye lying on the ground.

The middle-aged man in a suit and tie at the head gave the order: Stop chatting, follow the rules and procedures, start with this kid first, and then resolve the negative impact of this matter as soon as possible.

The young warrior who dared to kneel before the durian finally came out of his grief, took out a pair of black-rimmed glasses from his arms, and began to measure the strength of the remaining demonic energy in the room.

These glasses are naturally not ordinary glasses, but a new type of item that came out a few years ago. It is a product of the era that combines Taoism and technology. Just wearing it can display the specific value of the demonic energy, which is similar to the existence of combat power.

Bang!

As soon as I put on the glasses, before I could prepare myself, the glasses exploded. Fortunately, there was a protective mechanism in place and the young man’s eyes were not damaged.

Exploded...exploded?

Looking at the glasses parts scattered on the ground, everyone looked at each other.

Could it be that the detection value is exceeded, so it is overloaded? Someone made a reasonable guess, because apart from this, I have never heard of glasses exploding for other reasons. At most, they just don't need to be used.

The leading man in a suit took out the same pair of glasses from his arms with a solemn expression, and then lived up to expectations and exploded them.

Everyone took a breath together.

If...if I remember correctly, the detection limit of these glasses is S-level demon king. The young man asked with a trembling voice.

The scene was silent, everyone stopped talking, everyone understood what this meant.

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Consciousness returns from the infinite darkness.

Ning Ye sat up suddenly, her face turned pale and her breathing was rapid, and the clothes on her back were soaked with sweat.

The slightly warm morning sun shines into the house, and the faint sound of car horns comes from the window. The furnishings of the room in front of me are very familiar, it is the bedroom at home.

Ning Ye, who was sitting on the bed, subconsciously lowered her head and looked at her chest. There were no scary wounds and it was smooth.

A nightmare? It's just that this dream experience is too real.

Especially the huge pain of being penetrated through his chest, it still makes him feel frightened even now.

Rubbing his sore temples, he got up and went to the bathroom, ready to wash his face and calm down first.

I don't know if it is a narcissistic illusion, but when Ning Ye looks in the mirror, he always feels that he is much more handsome today than before, especially those eyes, which are like deep and mysterious obsidian, with an inexplicable Appeal.

Hmm... This is probably what people call people feeling refreshed during happy events. After all, today is the first date in life.

After being narcissistic in front of the mirror for ten minutes, Ning Ye finally remembered the business and started preparations for the date.

He first cooked himself, and made a bowl of fragrant noodles, and extravagantly added two eggs. After all, he already had a girlfriend, so he had to keep up with the nutrition.

Carrying the steaming noodles to the dining room table in the living room, the morning news was being broadcast on the TV. The female host was still as beautiful and eye-catching as ever.

Well, it's only a hundred times worse than my Jiang Jingyi. Ning Ye commented silently in his mind, looking like a show off of a successful villain.

After all, I have been single for so many years, and now that I have found the perfect girlfriend, I naturally have to have a good time.

Our morning news is that this past Sunday, Mr. Wang, who graduated from Lanxiang's excavator major, found an antique bronze bull head during excavation work. He fully demonstrated the spirit of picking up gold in the new era and handed it over as soon as possible. To the country...

The female host's eloquent announcement came from the TV, and Ning Ye, who was eating noodles, seemed to be greatly frightened, and the noodles came out of her nose when she choked.

Not even bothering to drink water, he raised his head and looked at the TV screen, which showed that today was Monday.

What's going on? Shouldn't today be Sunday? The TV station got the time wrong? At this time, his mind was in a state of confusion.

Ning Ye sat dejectedly on the edge of the bed. After repeated confirmation, today was indeed Monday.

So now the question is, where did the Sunday that was supposed to be a date go?

Could it be that those seemingly real memories were not just a dream, but something that really happened?

However, how should I explain that I am still standing here alive and kicking. After all, in that dream, the chest was penetrated, but now there is no scar?

Maybe...I didn't know for sure after sleeping all day, but Ning Ye finally found a relatively reasonable explanation.