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Chapter 221 The truth of the year
"No, if it weren't for you, the cloud realm would not be where it is today. You were the one who protected me when I was not strong, and it was because of you that I was able to seal the evil god and exchange for thousands of years of peace. "

Sang Ning looked at him and said solemnly.

Fusang is her relative, the one who guards her growth.

They have walked together for many years, and if there were no accidents, he should have been the elder of the eight wildernesses of the cloud.

Yes, fate is impermanent.

Fusang seemed to smile slightly, and his figure became lighter and lighter, almost transparent.

Sang Ning knew that the only spiritual consciousness he had left was about to dissipate.

She felt a dull pain in her heart, knowing that there was no way out, but she still couldn't help herself.

"The evil god is a catastrophe for the heaven and the earth. I am controlled by it, and I would rather die than live. You have never done anything wrong before. This is the destiny. It is the way of heaven to exchange your life for thousands of years to recuperate, calm and peaceful in this world."

"Since I can be reborn, can Fusang you also?" Sang Ning asked as if grabbing a straw.

Fusang looked at her lovingly and shook his head lightly, with an open-minded attitude towards life and death.

"The way of heaven cannot be changed, and it is destiny for you to return."

Fu Sang paused for a moment and then said softly: "Don't go to any crooked ways for me. You sacrificed your body and your soul didn't dissipate but your soul was broken. Once you gather all your souls, you will return naturally."

"I'm different. My soul has dissipated. What you see now is just a remnant of my consciousness. Don't be sad. I've lived for a long time. I've been tired of looking at this world for a long time. Now it's too long. peaceful."

Sang Ning looked at him with teary eyes, only trembling cries remained.

Fusang took a deep look at Sang Ning one last time, "Sang Ning, I'm leaving, and you and Emperor Baiji will have a good time from now on."

"En!" Sang Ning pursed her lips, and replied heavily.

Fusang touched her head lightly, obviously her spiritual consciousness was incorporeal, but she could still feel the feeling of Fusang touching her head in a trance.

As it has been for many years.

From a few years old to hundreds to thousands of years old.

He just touched her head like this, and the years passed.

Fusang's last wisp of consciousness dissipated like the wind, leaving only a murmur in the wind.

"Sang Ning grows up, and she will be happy in the future..."

The misty voice seemed to be right next to her ears, but she knew that no matter how many years passed, she would never hear it again.

Sang Ning fell to the ground, she hugged her knees tightly, and let the tears flow.

"Sang Ning, Sang Ning, what happened to the cloud world?" Qing Yan hurried over, and asked loudly to Sang Ning who was in the distance before he got close.

His voice fell, and there was only a slight wind around him.

Sang Ning still lowered her head and didn't answer him.

When he approached and saw the messy and broken traces around her, and her body dripping with blood, he was stunned uncontrollably.

Then he carefully leaned forward and squatted beside Sang Ning and asked softly, "What, what's going on here?"

She observed that although there were signs of strong spiritual power use around her, there were no signs of fighting.

It doesn't seem like there are bad guys running in.

Could it be that the fluctuation of spiritual power he felt just now is what happened here?
Sang Ning sniffed, suppressed the sound of crying, and said as calmly as possible: "I was just getting something, and I used some spiritual power."

"Are you crying?" Qing Yan was surprised.

"Nonsense, you read it wrong." Sang Ning wiped his face indiscriminately, and gave him a displeased look.

Qingyan stared at her red eyes and the tear stains on her cheeks, he moved his lips, and finally closed his mouth resentfully.

"Yes, yes, I read it wrong, are you using a little spiritual power?"

Qingyan looked at the dilapidated surroundings again, and rarely twitched the corners of his mouth.

This is more than just a little bit of spiritual power. I'm afraid it will take away all the spiritual power in her whole body, right?
"Ah."

He sighed, seeing that Sang Ning was unwilling to say anything and did not continue to ask questions.

"How are you feeling now? Are you still up?"

He looked at Sang Ning who was sitting on the ground and asked.

Sang Ning didn't try to be brave, and shook her head sincerely.

She couldn't use half of her spiritual power now, and she couldn't even check the location of the last sleeping snow pendant.

I'm afraid I still need to rest a little and recover a little spiritual power before I can proceed to the next step.

"Then I'll help you to rest for a while."

"it is good."

Sang Ning stood up staggeringly with Qing Yan's strength.

"It really is you, how dare you destroy the barrier here." A cold voice suddenly came.

Sang Ning frowned, he actually went and came back.

I'm afraid she entered the cloud realm at the moment when she broke the barrier just now.

Now that she has lost her spiritual power, her perception has decreased, and everyone has already come to her without even noticing it.

Qingyan turned around abruptly, and asked with extreme displeasure: "How did you get in?!"

Sang Ning looked at him calmly.

Zheliu should not have killed her so blatantly in the cloud realm.

Zhe Liu looked at Sang Ning's blood-stained dress calmly, and he frowned unobtrusively.

"Ask you a question? How did you get in?!" Qingyan said angrily.

With the emperor not around, he couldn't let them have any possibility of rekindling their old relationship.

"Naturally it came in."

"Could it be that Immortal Zheliu doesn't know that if you don't ask, you're a thief?" Sang Ning squinted her eyes and said lightly.

Qing Yan immediately continued cheerfully, "Sang Ning is right, Immortal Zheliu is also an immortal in the heavens, how could he do such an impolite thing?"

"It's better for Immortal Zheliu to leave quickly, so that we can forget the past, Sang Ning, are you right?"

Sang Ning nodded. She looked at Zheliu Xianjun's speech without any disturbance, "Qingyan is right. We don't entertain guests today, and of course we don't entertain thieves. Xianjun better not stay."

Zheliu Xianjun seemed to have heard a joke, he sneered, "Only by you? Are you also worthy of being called the master of the cloud realm?"

"We don't deserve it, don't you deserve it?" If it wasn't for the need to support Sang Ning, Qing Yan would have rushed over to punch him twice.

"You haven't made it clear yet, who gave you the courage to destroy the enchantment of the eight wildernesses in the cloud realm? Is it Shuyu?"

Zheliu Xianjun went up step by step and asked sharply.

Sang Ning rolled her eyes impatiently.

She really didn't know why Zhe Liu still pretended to be affectionate and dedicated to her today.

He even took care of the matter of the wilderness in the cloud environment.

"What are you doing with Immortal Zheliu?"

"I will protect the eight wildernesses in the cloud realm. You wantonly destroy the enchantment here. What is your plan?"

If Taoyao hadn't told her what had happened these years, she would have almost believed him with his swearing appearance.

(End of this chapter)