Zhao Tianling was flying around when she suddenly slowed down.
Her nose twitched slightly, and her expression grew serious. "Demon god bloodline? What is that freak doing here?" she wondered aloud.
"Could it be that he's here for me?" The thought crossed her mind, but she quickly dismissed it. There was no way the demon god could have known she would end up in this place, even with his power. That was simply impossible.
Unless it was someone else pursuing her. When this thought entered her mind, she saw a vision of a woman walking through snow. The woman slowly turned around to look at her, and Tianling's face paled.
"No, I shouldn't..." she whispered urgently.
She quickly pressed her hand against her forehead. If she thought about that person, it would be game over. Without hesitation, she erased all memories from the past minute, wiping them completely from her mind.
