Fairy, shut up! I'm really not blondie.

Meng Shen.

He was once a senior general in Parliament.

now.

He spoke with considerable authority.

His gaze swept over the pure white cube from which human voices had been emitted.

Ultimately, it fell on Su Qing.

He is no longer human.

therefore.

One can clearly perceive an unimaginable sense of oppression emanating from these two beings.

Especially the young man in front of me.

Although he appears to be almost harmless.

But it is the keen perception of the soul.

It's still about human experience and life lessons.

Everyone was telling him that, compared to the others, the boy in front of him was far more dangerous.

"Well."

"it is good."

The girl wiped away her tears.

For a moment, she was a little hesitant to look up at the boy in front of her.

Right now.

Will I look really embarrassed?

"Father."

"He is Senior Su Qing."

"After you, after you die..."

Speaking of it.

Meng Chuze couldn't help but choke up a little.

I looked up.

They met the boy's eyes.

Calm and gentle.

There was not the slightest change.

It's as if there's a huge lake hidden inside, capable of encompassing everything.

at last.

Meng Chuze calmed himself down.

Let's begin to explain, bit by bit.

It tells the story of what happened after the father's death.

She thought the process would be very difficult.

Especially when recalling the painful feelings from back then.

But surprisingly, she remained calm at that moment.

Those vivid pains seemed to be separated from her by a barrier; she could see them, but the agony was much more blurred.

"I see."

Meng Shen looked at the city of Levi before him.

A look of relief appeared on that stiff, wooden face.

"The war is over."

"Thank you."

The last sentence.

That was said to Su Qing.

The voice of doomsday is such a terrifying existence.

this point.

I only gained a deeper understanding after Meng Shen's death.

"On behalf of all those who died in these wars, I thank you."

"Dear Sir."

"as well as."

He paused for a moment.

Meng Shen glanced at his daughter.

A gentle smile suddenly appeared on her face.

"If it's alright, I have a favor to ask."

Su Qing nodded her chin.

"Please speak."

He wouldn't mind fulfilling the wishes of these dead ghosts.

The flame of life has been refined enough.

But it's still just a little bit short of perfection.

Only then can it become a complete body.

maybe.

That's where the difference lies in these souls.

"My daughter."

"I lost my mother when I was young."

"I can tell she's very dependent on you."

"Guest from beyond the heavens, if you are willing, please protect her in times of crisis in the future."

"My daughter shouldn't let you down."

"Father!"

Meng Chuze heard half of it.

I finally realized something was wrong.

They hurriedly tried to stop them.

however.

All that has been said has been said.

and--

From the perspective of the Primal Stone.

The way this little girl acted just now.

It's practically a case of "trying to cover up the truth but only making it more obvious."

Anyone with eyes could see what the girl was thinking.

hiss.

The Primordial Stone was truly baffling.

This young man named Su Qing is clearly the kind of person who is extremely deep and unfathomable from any angle.

This little girl.

What are they really thinking?

How could someone secretly harbor feelings for someone like that?

I don't understand.

Meng Shen smiled slightly.

He patted his daughter's head.

He said with a smile.

“Aze”.

“You are the one I worry about the most, but now you are someone who can handle all kinds of crises on your own.”

"Dad is proud of you."

"alright."

"I should go too."

He looked at Su Qing.

It seems they are still yearning for an answer.

The boy remained calm.

Said.

"Of course I will protect her."

There's no need to worry about that.

after all.

In his heart.

Meng Chuze is already one of us.

"That's good."

"That's good."

talking.

Meng Shen's entire demeanor softened.

The shadows around him also began to become unstable.

It looks like it's about to melt directly into the air.

"Wait, Dad!"

Meng Chuze quickly took a step forward.

It felt like all the words I wanted to say were stuck in my throat.

I want to ask.

But I couldn't bring myself to ask.

"fine."

The boy patted her on the shoulder.

He said it in a calm tone.

"Ask whatever you need."

"This is your last chance."

This seemed to remind the conflicted and hesitant girl.