The female disciples who had bad intentions towards me started fighting among themselves

With just a glance back, she saw her former senior sister and the familiar figure in white.

What are they doing? Feeding each other candy? Is this a joke?

Ji Siye's mind was in a mess and she was a little confused. She walked quickly while sorting out her confused mind.

The girl didn't breathe a sigh of relief until she walked under the once familiar clock tower.

But just for a moment.

Soon, she found that in front of her, a girl in a light blue dress, with a plump figure and a beautiful face had been waiting for her for a long time.

It’s Wen Youqing.

When the two people met, no one spoke.

In the end, Ji Siye couldn't stand the silence anymore and spoke first.

"What are you here for?"

"Junior sister, you really are..." Wen Youqing said with his head down, "You have also been reborn."

"Yeah, so what?" Ji Siye sneered, "Logically speaking, you are no longer my senior sister. Also, how did you catch up with me?"

"I didn't follow you." Wen Youqing shook his head: "I just know you are coming here."

"Know that I'm coming here?"

Ji Siye repeated it, then paused, and his voice became a little small.

Yes, if there is one person in this world who knows that the scenery of this place is beautiful, that person must be Wen Youqing.

Wen Youqing knew that she liked to be alone, and she also knew that she liked sitting in this position the most, watching the sunset.

Come to think of it, this was what she said to Wen Youqing herself.

In her previous life, she had the best relationship with the eldest sister. Although the eldest sister was always a beat slower in reaction, she was always the most sincere one.

So much so that later, even when Wen Youqing became a witch despised by everyone, Ji Siye still believed in her, until Wen Youqing personally appeared beside her and told her that the world's title for her was not a misunderstanding.

Even at that time, Ji Siye felt that the senior sister was just bewitched, and he was still persuading her not to go further down that path.

It was under such circumstances that Ji Siye took Wen Youqing to the bell tower in the evening.

By that time, it was already night, and the white doves with spread wings had already landed on the remote eaves. The cold moonlight sprinkled on the old clock, bringing a faint moonlight color.

Wen Youqing was wearing a black and white long skirt, holding a sword. The sword was very thin and also black and white. On the body of the former senior sister, it seemed that only black and white were left.

She leaned against the old pillar of the bell tower, her long skirt fluttering in the evening breeze in the thick night, and half of her slender legs were hanging in the air.

She just stared quietly into the distance, and Ji Siye could even smell a faint smell of blood from her.

Just like today, no one spoke.

And that time, it was Wen Youqing who spoke first.

"Si Ye, I'm leaving."

Her voice was very cold, so cold that she seemed to be a different person from Wen Youqing from before. Even her tone became strange, so strange that Ji Siye felt cold. He didn't know if it was because of the evening breeze.

"Sister."

Ji Siye swallowed his saliva and asked, "Why?"

"There is no reason. Everyone's fate is different. Some people are made noble and become prime ministers, while others are lonely and helpless. This is destined by nature."

Wen Youqing did not turn his head, but grabbed the bell of the old clock with one hand and pushed it hard.

The ancient and heavy sound of bells, which carried the accumulation of time, resounded throughout the sky above the holy city, and the white doves sleeping on the eaves were suddenly awakened. They flapped their wings and woke up in the thick darkness.

White wings streaked across the sky and rushed towards the clock tower.

White dove, black night.

Black and white again.

They were as obvious as white paint on a dark canvas, so obvious that they swarmed past Wen Youqing, making it difficult for Ji Siye to see the face of the senior sister.

Amid the tolling of the old bell, a white dove flew towards the moon in the dark night, along with Wen Youqing.

“And this is my life.”

The moment the words fell, the figure of the eldest sister disappeared.

......

......

"You told me."

Wen Youqing spread her hands, her eyes were pure, so pure that Ji Siye could not connect her with the senior sister in his previous life.

"Why are you here?"

Ji Siye bit his lip and asked.

"Because I want to come find you."

Wen Youqing glanced at Ji Siye and said, "Junior sister, you have become stupid."

"Anyone is fine, but I don't agree with what you said." Ji Siye raised his eyebrows: "Also, I am not your junior sister now, and I have no relationship with your master."

"Hey? What should I call you?"

Wen Youqing was stunned: "Ji Ji? Si Si? Ye Ye? Or Si Ye?"

Ji Siye clenched his fists, but he didn't seem angry. He just said coldly, "Call me Siye."

"Okay Jiji, no problem Sisi, Yeye I want to call you Siye, right?"

Ji Siye: “!”

This is too much!

"Just kidding." Wen Youqing chuckled, "Long time no see, why did you run away when you saw me?"

"You know."

Ji Siye calmed down and replied.

"Oh, you are talking about Master. In my opinion, you and Master just have a little misunderstanding."

Wen Youqing thought for a moment and said, "Anyway, you want to say hello to me, right?"

"Ah."

Ji Siye sneered, "Why do you have to say hello? Weren't you just feeding him candy? Why would I bother you?"

"No, Second Junior Sister, you misunderstood."

Wen Youqing shook his head and wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Ji Siye.

"You don't need to explain. I see everything clearly. I don't want to get involved in your affairs. Conversely, you don't need to get involved in my affairs. You go your way and I go mine."

"I feel a little sad when you say that." Wen Youqing said a little aggrievedly: "I actually care about you a lot. Can you listen to my explanation first?"

"I don't think there's anything to explain."

"This is a misunderstanding, listen to me..."

"Okay, you say it."

Ji Siye waved his hands, unable to suppress his curiosity, and let go.

"It's like this, what Master and I feed them is not candy, but candied haws."

Wen Youqing explained sincerely.

Ji Siye: “???”

Do you think you are humorous?

Ji Siye didn’t know what she was thinking at this moment. She just thought that she needed to be quiet and it would be best not to think about anything.

She felt that her current life was pretty good. Although there were some old guys impeaching her every day, her life was relatively easy. At least it was much more stable than her previous life.

She didn't want her peaceful life to be disrupted. She had been living like this for more than ten years and she wanted to live her whole life in this monotonous way.

"Okay, okay, just kidding."

Wen Youqing shook his head with great sense of humor and walked towards Ji Siye.

Looking at the tall and old lighthouse, he said, "Let's go up and sit for a while. We won't talk about anything else."

Ji Siye stared into Wen Youqing's eyes and felt that the senior sister in front of her seemed to be a little different from the senior sister in her memory, but she couldn't tell what was different.

Maybe it's temperament? Maybe it's wisdom?

After all, she can take a joke now.

Thinking of this, Ji Siye nodded inexplicably: "Just a quarter of an hour, I still have things to do."

"Dealing with the affairs of the Demon Cult? You are so busy, Lord Siming."

Ji Siye was silent for a moment: "Who taught you to be so sarcastic? And you'd better not ask about the affairs of the Demon Cult. It has nothing to do with you."

"whee."

Wen Youqing shrugged.

......

The stairs leading to the top of the bell tower are spiral.

Through the ventilated window, Wen Youqing could already see the distant scenery of the holy city. The houses here were lined up one after another, and everything was in order.

Ji Siye was wearing Siming's official uniform, which was gorgeous and he was wearing long boots. The sound of his high heels echoed in the narrow corridor, crisp and dull.

"It's not much different from before, it even needs some updates."

Wen Youqing sighed softly.

"In the past, it was many years before you came here." Ji Siye lowered his eyes: "So, you only came here 'in the past'."

"Second Junior Sister, I don't understand what you are saying."

"I've said it before, I have nothing to do with you, don't call me Second Junior Sister!"

Ji Siye frowned and demanded sternly.

"Okay, cheapskate."

Wen Youqing held onto the railing and climbed up the last step. The scenery in the holy city spread out before her eyes like a scroll. The holy city after the rain seemed to have been washed and was exceptionally fresh.

Suddenly, a melodious and long bell sound came from afar.

"Isn't the bell tower here? Why is it still ringing?"

Wen Youqing blinked and asked Ji Siye in confusion.

"This has been abandoned." Ji Siye's mouth drooped slightly: "A long, long time ago."

She leaned on the railing, turned around and looked at Wen Youqing.

The Siming costume on her body looks so luxurious and fits her well.

The girl opened her mouth slightly and asked:

"So, what do you want to talk to me about? Wen Youqing."

187. I want to control my own destiny

"It's just been a long time since we last met." Wen Youqing's light blue eyes blinked, reflecting the scenery of the holy city.

She had seen such a sight before.

In the previous life.

But at that time, she had already become the notorious witch.

And Ji Siye has already taken the position of Pope.

According to rumors, the previous Pope voluntarily handed over his position to Ji Siye. The Pope, who had been in office for a thousand years, eventually retired to the mountains and no one has heard from her since. Perhaps only Ji Siye knows where she went.

From then on, the Demon Cult welcomed the youngest Pope in its history. During Ji Siye's reign, he worked hard to make the already prosperous Nanposo Continent even more powerful.