Wen Xiao'ai said with a smile.
Having died a few times, she had never truly understood the horror of death.
Of course, for a demon who had lived for hundreds of years, had multiple lives, and knew of the existence of the Netherworld, death was not considered a frightening thing at all.
Jun Moyan smiled, feeling that Wen Xiao'ai's idea was a bit naive, but his heart was warmed by it, and he even looked forward to it, really being as Xiao'ai had said.
She would wait for him to be reincarnated.
"Xiaoguai, I'm not a good person; on the contrary, I've killed many people. Does a bad person really have the chance to be reincarnated?" he muttered to himself.
"I believe in you, I believe that those you killed were all bad people. If they don't let you reincarnate, I'll lead troops to the Netherworld and cause such an uproar that I'll see if they dare withhold your Soul Fragment from reincarnation."
Jun Moyan's eyes became a bit moist when he heard Wen Xiao'ai say this.
