In the eternal silence in the West Pole Abyss, Ye Xingchen's extremely sad roar turned into responses, spreading to extremely far places, constantly reverberating, stirring up dust, and disturbing the coldness.
But no matter how Ye Xingchen roared or called, he couldn't get any response, and all he got in exchange was the extremely unfamiliar dead silence!
Ye Xingchen, who was half-kneeling in the sky, had his face drooped, hidden in his thick black hair. Tears seemed to be dripping down his face. He couldn't see clearly what he looked like now, but an aura of extreme sadness overflowed from Ye Xingchen's body.
Come.
At this moment, Ye Xingchen was full of depression, reluctance, sadness, and even a sense of panic at a loss.
He was already sure that what the purple man said was not a lie, that Ling really left without telling him or saying goodbye... But Ye Xingchen still didn't give up!
He suddenly closed his eyes tightly, and the power of his spiritual thoughts exploded. In an instant, his mind appeared in his soul space, searching everywhere, hoping to find the peerless figure sitting in the depths of his soul space again.
Unfortunately, no matter how hard he searched, his soul space became completely empty, and that peerless figure could no longer be found, as if the spirit had never appeared.
Ye Xingchen's body was trembling slightly, and he just fell into the void, holding his knees on both sides with both hands, holding on tightly. His face was still downcast, and his thick hair was scattered, full of trouble.
The pain of parting is spoken.
Tears dripped down into the void and fell into the dark earth. Ye Xingchen was crying silently. It seemed that he was no longer the arrogant and proud man who pushed everyone around. He finally showed the weak side that a seventeen or eighteen year old boy should have.
"Ling, why did you leave? Why? Why?"
Ye Xingchen murmured sadly to himself, with a hint of trembling in his tone. His heart ached and his breathing was quickened. He closed his eyes and slowly raised his head. His fair and handsome face was covered with tears.
As it slipped, Ye Xingchen felt so helpless and sad at this moment, which made people feel heartbroken.
The man with purple light in the distance stood with his hands behind his back, taking in Ye Xingchen's expression completely, and sighed again in his heart.
Over the years, he has been existing in another place in Ye Xingchen's soul space. No one understands Ye Xingchen's feelings for Ling better than him. It is a strong feeling that is not a relative but is better than a relative.
Ye Xingchen suffered a big change since he was a child. He was far away from his parents and was taken by Cang Zhentian to wander in the starry sky. However, Cang Zhentian finally left, leaving Ye Xingchen alone in the Xiao family. Ye Xingchen even lost the memory of the past and committed suicide.
This one is alone.
When Ye Xingchen was most lonely and helpless, he condensed the origin of the Holy Law of Thunder and met the spirit. At that time, he mistakenly thought that the Holy Law had a spirit. In fact, it was not the case. The spirit was too mysterious and unpredictable. It must have been sleeping in the Holy Law at that time.
, the existence of this teacher and friend injected a ray of warmth into Ye Xingchen's young and lonely heart at that time.
Later, under Ling's guidance, Ye Xingchen rose to great heights and started his own journey.
It can be said that Ye Xingchen's achievements today are indispensable because of his spiritual skills. No one can understand the bond and emotion between Ye Xingchen and Ye Xingchen except the man with purple brilliance.
Without the spirit, there would be no current Ye Xingchen, and without Ye Xingchen, there would be no spirit.
One body and two lives, symbiotic with each other, emotions transcend everything.
Now Ling left without saying goodbye, without even saying goodbye. This sudden departure made Ye Xingchen unable to bear it for a while.
A full quarter of an hour passed before Ye Xingchen, who had fallen in the void, slowly stood up. His thick black hair was spread out. Ye Xingchen raised his face and stood there, motionless, but at this moment his expression changed.
With a kind of numbness, but there are still tears hanging there, which have not dried up yet.
Facing the direction of the purple radiant man, Ye Xingchen clasped his fists and bent down, bowed deeply and said: "Senior, please tell me the whereabouts of Zi Ling. I am very grateful. If you are asked, don't dare to disobey me!"
Ye Xingchen's voice was full of obsession and firmness!
He must find the spirit. No matter where the spirit goes, even if he travels all over the world, nine heavens and ten places, he must find it!
The purple man looked at Ye Xingchen and could completely feel the obsession in Ye Xingchen's heart. Over the years, he had a deep understanding of Ye Xingchen's qualities.
"I don't know where Ling went. Don't you understand? If I wanted you to know, Ling wouldn't choose to leave without saying goodbye."
When the purple man spoke like this, Ye Xingchen's body suddenly trembled!
He raised his head and looked at the man with purple light. The man's face was blurry and covered by purple light, but a pair of looming eyes were revealed, which were deep and calm, clear and magnanimous.
Ye Xingchen felt a pain in his heart. It was not that he had not expected what the purple radiant man said, but he just did not want to admit it. He still had a trace of fantasy in his heart, thinking that this mysterious purple radiant man could know the whereabouts of the spirit.
In an instant, the last glimmer of hope in Ye Xingchen's heart was shattered, his bright eyes instantly dimmed, and his whole person became devastated, and his heart was filled with sadness.
"Although I don't know where the spirit went, I can tell you what the spirit said before it left."
The purple man spoke again, his voice was very young, and his tone was even more magnetic.
Ye Xingchen's slightly drooped head suddenly lifted up. He stared at the purple-colored man with a trace of extreme desire and anxiety in his eyes!
"Before the spirit left, he said he wanted to confirm some things and complete some unfinished things in the past."
The purple man spoke softly and said these words without concealing them.
"Confirm something? Complete something that was unfinished in the past?"
After Ye Xingchen heard it, he kept repeating it, trying to find some clues to deduce Ling's whereabouts, but there was no useful information in this sentence. It could only prove Ling's next actions.
But there was no sign of whereabouts.
The more Ye Xingchen repeated this sentence, the more confused he became. He still couldn't figure out why he left suddenly.
"The authorities are obsessed with it, and it seems that you haven't figured it out yet."
The purple man spoke again, which immediately made Ye Xingchen's eyes freeze, and he said in a deep voice: "Senior, please give me some advice!"
"Think about it carefully. Is there really no change between the spirit a year ago and the spirit now?"
The purple man's words rang in Ye Xingchen's ears like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning. His expression was stunned for a moment, and then a strong light shone in his eyes!
"Change...change...yes! Spirit has indeed changed during this year, but I ignored it..."
After the purple man's advice, Ye Xingchen seemed to have lightning flashing across his mind, his mind roaring, he remembered all the details, and murmured.
More than two years ago, after Ye Xingchen successfully condensed the origin of the Holy Thunder Law, Ling woke up from it. At that time, Ling was very talkative, with a touch of relaxation in his tone. Although he could not remember anything about his past, Ling
Don't care.
But as time goes by, as Ye Xingchen's cultivation level gets higher and higher, Ling gradually becomes a little silent, and no longer speaks easily. Even when he speaks, there is always a hint of ambiguity in his tone, or even less than
He won't even show up at the critical moment of life and death.
It was as if the spirit had transformed into another person in more than a year.
"Could it be..."
Ye Xingchen suddenly thought of a possibility, and his heart was shocked!