As soon as she finished speaking, Bai Xiaochen's face turned pale, and he almost cried out of grievance.
"Mother, what should I do if one hundred and eighty years have really passed? Sister Ling'er will be older than me. Should I call her elder sister or younger sister in the future? What if some little bastard snatches away sister Ling'er while I'm away?
manage?"
When he thought about the scene where a group of brats gathered around him and called him uncle after he returned to the demon world, he almost collapsed.
He absolutely cannot accept this kind of thing!
"Let's go back and take a look first," Bai Yan frowned and thought, "Let's think about it for the best, maybe we only stay here for a few months?"
"Really?"
Bai Xiaochen turned his head pitifully, with tears in his eyes.
"When I go back, will my sister still be a little carrot head, coming over to call me brother? She will still be a greedy little kid every day, and nothing will change?"
"Let's go."
Bai Yan did not answer Bai Xiaochen's words, her mood was very heavy.
She was afraid that eight hundred years had really passed. If so... how painful would her heart be?
How could she let Linger and Tiantian live alone for so long? How would they spend their days without her?
"Don't worry," Di Cang raised his hand and put his arm around Bai Yan's shoulders, with a chuckle in his voice, "Believe me, we haven't stayed in this space for too long."
Bai Yan's lips curled up reluctantly: "I hope so."
Otherwise, she might really be unable to bear it...
A few years of change is drastic enough, let alone a hundred and eighty years?
Bai Xiaochen secretly wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes, and forced a smile on his lips: "Father, mother, let's go home. I miss Ling'er and Tiantian, and my aunt and Long'er. I didn't know they were back.
No……"
"Okay, go home."
Bai Yan and Di Cang looked at each other and looked at the familiar sky of this continent. Their hearts no longer felt the joy they felt when they first left.
Because they don't know how much time has passed outside...
…
Spirit world.
Outside the shrine, dense crowds descended from the void and landed steadily at the door.
The few guards guarding the gate were frightened when they saw so many people, especially because those people carried powerful power and were powerful in all directions.
"You...who are you?"
The hands of the guards holding the swords were trembling constantly. They retreated back and looked at the people in front of them in panic.
"kill!"
The leader of the old man waved his hand, and a cold voice sounded. Suddenly, the people behind him rushed towards the door quickly...
…
Under the sky shrouded by dark clouds, the lintel of the shrine was stained red with blood. Before the guards knew what happened, they fell into a pool of blood and died.
"Elder Yin, Tian Yan's body should be inside the altar of the shrine," a young man walked up to Elder Yin and said respectfully, "but these people probably don't know what is hidden on the altar of the shrine.
, I asked them but they couldn’t tell me a word, so...were all the people in the shrine killed?”
Elder Yin sneered and raised his lips: "These people don't deserve to live, so there is no need for any of them to stay."
"Yes, elder."
Hearing this, the group of people behind Elder Yin stopped holding back and let the blood turn into a long stream in the palace, flowing down continuously.
Bai Yan did not kill everyone in the shrine before, but only killed the culprit. After all, the guards and maids left in the shrine today are all unaware of the struggle a thousand years ago.