You Sang felt like a duckweed, floating in the endless void, feeling helpless.

The scene suddenly changed, and she saw that she was in Tianshen City, but it was different from the Tianshen City she knew. There were no buildings left here, and no one was there. The originally bustling streets were eerily silent.

In the sky, black clouds were rolling, and endless pressure was coming. It seemed that an unspeakable crisis was brewing. Everything was going on silently. Every corner, every inch of the sky and the earth seemed to be threatening her. Ridicule, laugh at her for not knowing her own abilities, for daring to provoke God.

You Sang, who was in the center of the whirlpool, was holding Buzhou Sword tightly, her face was pale, but there was no trace of fear in her heart, but instead there was endless fighting spirit.

The will to fight against the sky.

The next moment, the scene changed, and this time the endless void was restored.

You Sang felt that she was small and scary standing here, but soon, it started to snow here. She noticed that her hand was being held by someone, and then they interlocked their fingers and held it tightly. In an instant, the originally chaotic void gradually faded away. It became the appearance of her small space, and everything became so familiar to her. Naturally, it seemed that all the fatigue disappeared in this moment, and she felt a lot of unprecedented strength.

She seemed to have won, but she seemed not to have won, but she only knew that just when she felt that she was the only one left in the world, he appeared.

All the loneliness disappeared with his presence.
As his consciousness gradually rose, You Sang gradually felt that his body became heavier and the back of his head became more and more painful.

"hiss"

The hand unconsciously touched the back of his head. You Sang woke up with a jolt, and all his memories returned.

"This A Jing."

Looking around, You Sang fell silent.

She was now lying on a soft bed, and a man was leaning on the edge of the bed, sitting on the floor. The thin gauze curtain blurred his back to her.

Luo Xiuyan was like this, with his back to her, his head slightly lowered, as if staring at the mask broken into two sections in his hand in a daze. His back, which had always been straight, now looked a bit lonely and sad. You Sang found that when he heard her getting up, Luo Xiuyan's back moved slightly, and the fingertips holding the mask tightened, turning red and then white.

After a long time, he did not turn around after all. In the silence between the two sides, You Sang felt Luo Xiuyan's hesitation and entanglement.

With just one glance, You Sang understood why this was happening and what Luo Xiuyan was worried about.

After all, it was still the day when we parted from the Spirit-Gathering Continent.

At that time she said: We will live and die together, we will never interact with each other, and we will never see each other again.

The anger she felt at that time was real, and her desire to not see Luo Xiuyan was also real. She had just arrived in the Barren Land before, and every time she took time to recall the scene of their separation, she felt so uncomfortable that she couldn't breathe.

Even today, she would still be angry when she recalled what Luo Xiuyan did at that time.

But after experiencing so many things and being forced to separate for so long, even if they are still angry, it is impossible to really get to the point where they no longer interact or see each other.

You Sang raised her eyes and looked at the helpless figure of the other party, who had never appeared before, and decided to speak first.

After coughing dryly, she broke the calm and said, "Luo Xiuyan, I think..."

"Sangsang." Luo Xiuyan interrupted her. He sat upright slightly, but still did not turn around. "Let me say some things."

Opening his mouth, You Sang swallowed the words that came to his mouth and uttered one word, "Okay."


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