"This... how could it be?"
Looking up at the Ancient Demon from an almost reverent angle, Meng Ji's gaze revealed a trace of incredulity.
Because despite the distorted features, Meng Ji could vaguely see a trace of her own semblance on the face of that Ancient Demon.
"Ao!"
Xiaohai also seemed to notice the resemblance between the two, blinking in slight confusion.
"I think I probably know what's going on."
After a brief moment of distraction, Meng Ji murmured as she came to a realization.
Then, before Xiaohai could react, Meng Ji's silhouette disappeared and reappeared in an instant, directly flickering to the top of the Ancient Demon.
Sizzle...
At the moment of contact between Meng Ji and the Ancient Demon, those lost memories all flooded back into her mind.
Yes, it wasn't that Meng Ji remembered those memories of the past.
But rather, those past memories returned entirely from the Ancient Demon's body to her mind.
