Quiet outside.

Zi Chenruo stood motionless with his back to the wooden door, his head lowered as if he was observing a few ants carrying food, but his eyes seemed wandering and unfocused.

Zi Bingwen, on the other hand, felt like there were needles in the soles of his feet, wandering around in the yard all the time, almost expressing his anxiety in his actions.

Han Wei, who was lying down next to the door basking in the sun, couldn't help but yawned, swung his tail and impatiently drove away an annoying flying insect, and said as bored as a timer: "It's been five hours."

"Why is there no movement at all?" Zi Bingwen continued to pace in distress.

"That's no nonsense. The barrier set up by our great ancestors not only blocks sound but also blocks prying eyes. What can you see?" Han Wei trailed off weakly.

"Can you please stop troubling me here? If you had stopped me, would my brother be like this?" Zi Bingwen said angrily.

"So I'm lying here to protect the Dharma out of guilt! My injury hasn't healed yet and my whole body hurts." Han Wei glared.

"Then you go back and rest quickly. I won't bother you anymore."

"Look at what you said. I have such a sense of responsibility. How could I... Hey, please stop shaking me. My head is spinning."

Han Wei looked at Zi Bingwen wandering around the yard and couldn't help complaining: "You said you acted like your wife was giving birth to a baby in there... Oh, I'm sorry, you don't have a wife."

"Hanwei!" Zi Bingwen glared angrily, and just as he was about to fight with this guy, a white light suddenly broke through the barrier, covering the entire field of vision in an instant.

Looking at the sky and the earth, there is nothing left but vastness.

Zi Bingwen's consciousness also went blank, as if he suddenly forgot his name, what he was going to do, and the meaning of his existence here.

Instinctively, he wanted to plunge into the warm white light and become part of the ocean, but a voice tried desperately to dissuade him, making him feel extremely conflicted.

What... happened? What... happened to me?

After a brief period of confusion, the white light gradually dissipated, and Zi Bingwen's thoughts on the cassette returned to normal operation.

Unconsciously, his forehead was covered with fine cold sweat, and fear and heart palpitations came together, making Zi Bingwen's face look very ugly.

Zi Chenruo suddenly turned around and looked at the door. Hearing a "squeak" sound, a figure stumbled out of the door as if he was drunk.

"Slow down..." Yu Ling's voice came from behind.

"Brother!" Zichenruo rushed up to help the man without thinking, and then said in disbelief: "You, are you okay?"

Zi Bingyuan shook his head in a daze, straightened up and faced Zi Chenruo's face full of concern and surprise, and subconsciously said: "Little sister...I..."

He found that it was extremely difficult for him to speak, as if he had returned to his childhood when he was just learning to speak. He couldn't help but said incredulously: "I, I have nothing... to do, you, second brother, uh..."

He couldn't even say a word, which made Zi Bingyuan extremely angry. He was already a bit impatient, but this made him feel uncomfortable and crazy.

"Brother, please slow down, don't be anxious, do you have to get used to it for a while?" Zi Chenruo comforted her quickly.

As she said this, she looked at Yu Ling for help, who was thinking to herself: "It seems that the brain has just restarted and there are too many instructions, causing the CPU to be overloaded?"

He came over, gave Zi Bingyuan a pill and said: "There's basically no big problem, just take it easy, or just let him sleep first. The situation was a little unstable just now. I didn't control the white light well, so it caused

He is a little strong in body and weak in soul, so he may need to rest for a while before he can recover."

Listening to Yu Ling's calm analysis, Zi Bingwen couldn't calm down at all. His facial expression system was even paralyzed due to excessive shock.

Generally speaking, people's degree of shock can be simply divided into the following three levels:

What the fuck? (Is there still such an operation?) It means mild shock.

Damn it! (How did you do this!) I was quite shocked.

What a mess! (Are you even a human being!) The expression was highly shocked.

At this moment, Zi Bingwen's level of shock had obviously exceeded the third level, so much so that he didn't know what expression to use when facing Yu Ling.

Originally, Yu Ling suddenly became so powerful in a year, forcing all the strong men in the late stage of leaving the Tao to flee in panic. This already made him doubt his life, and now Yu Ling has even left Zi Bingyuan with only his soul.

After restoring the physical body, is this still something a human can do?!

This is not as simple as making a clay doll, and the clay doll must have soil as the raw material. Yu Ling is purely creating it out of thin air.

Zi Bingwen was stunned. He felt that if this matter spread, Yuling would definitely be regarded as a god by many mortals, right? Even as a Hedao cultivator, he felt that his three views were shattered to pieces.

Even Zi Chenruo was in a daze: "Yuling, my eldest brother...is that good? Doesn't we need to do anything more?"

"No need, you should know one thing about the Condensation Transformation of the Corpse Clan. I actually borrowed his soul power to help him complete this process, so his soul is a little weak now." Yu Ling said.

Zichenruo nodded as if she understood. Although she didn't understand the principle, there were real-life examples, so she reluctantly accepted it.

"I've really worked hard on you. You should also take a good rest." Zi Chenruo gently held Yu Ling's hand and said softly.

"There are two more people. Let's wait until it's all over. You take care of your elder brother first." Yu Ling said and closed the door again.

Zichenruo opened his mouth slightly, but finally fell silent as he looked at the closed door.

She has been trying hard to share some burdens with Yu Ling, but although she doesn't walk slowly, his steps are even faster than anyone can catch up with.

She is actually a very insecure person. This is not because she is afraid that Yuling will abandon her, but because she is afraid that when Yuling reaches the end of the road, she will face an endless abyss.

Why did Yuling come to this world? She thought about this question more than once.

Is it a coincidence? Or is there someone behind the scenes?

She never believed in coincidences.

But in this matter, she could not provide any help to Yu Ling, and Yu Ling did not want to involve her in this invisible whirlpool.

All she could do was take care of these trivial chores and buy him some trivial time.

No matter what, she is willing to stay with him until the end of the world.

…

It seemed like I had a very, very long dream.

Countless figures flashed before my eyes, there were voices of joy and laughter, and there were songs of separation and sadness.

But she couldn't see anything clearly, it was like quicksand between her fingers, which she couldn't hold back in a hurry.

"Huan'er, come and try on the new clothes my mother made for you. You will definitely look beautiful in them."

Whose voice is so gentle?

"Eat, eat it for me quickly, I just put a little bit of Duanxuan grass in it, you can't die, why are you crying?"

Who pulled her hair hard and yelled viciously.

"This mission and related character information are all in the jade slips. After completing this matter, you will no longer have to act as Shuangshuang. The organization will give you enough resources by then. In a few years, you will

You can go take revenge."

And whose voice is it, calm and cold?

Who are they...and who am I?

"Luo Shuanghuan..."

In the darkness, someone seemed to be calling her name over and over again.

Then the dark night was suddenly driven away by daylight, and the long cold winter suddenly revived.

It's dawn.

She opened her eyes, like a newborn baby, curiously and timidly looking at the world in front of her.

A very elegant room, the faint scent of sandalwood is calming and peaceful.

There was no one in the room, except for a large robe neatly folded beside him.

Luo Shuanghuan instinctively felt a little embarrassed, and he quickly put on his robe without caring about whether it fit him or not.

She walked towards the door, but her steps were as heavy as lead, as if her body didn't obey her orders. It was a short distance, but she moved bit by bit for a long time.

She pushed open the door tiredly, took a breath, and then raised her head to look at the scenery outside the door.

I saw two people waiting at the foot of the steps, one sitting and the other standing.

"you……"

Luo Shuanghuan looked at the young man standing, and suddenly felt a strong trance. The past was like a tidal wave, which made her frown in pain.

The sword dance in the Night King Tower... the escape of the Great Wild Star... the hardships of Baigu and Fengbang... the inheritance of Tianxue Sect... the dream of Zha Ligu... the last battle of Taiye Star Abyss...

Too many past events made her feel dizzy.

Fortunately, the door behind her was strong enough to support her and prevent her from falling.

"Yuling..."

Her eyes moved to the person sitting there again, and she said with difficulty: "Peamer?"

Peimo seemed to have difficulty moving. He just smiled and nodded at her without speaking.

"Am I dead?" Luo Shuanghuan murmured.
Chapter completed!