And corresponds to Han Youran's hiding place, but behind a ruin in the entire Eastern District.

Sting was standing there, looking at the Bright Clan that appeared in the sky, no, it should be said that he was looking at Xun Jia'er from afar!

Looking at that extremely beautiful face, it is really difficult to match the dirty little face when we met for the first time, and people on earth often say that it is not unreasonable for women to change eighteen times.

But on the road of her eighteen changes, she has only been fortunate to see her grow up a little bit a few times.

A few chance meetings, the two of them stood in two clans, he could feel Xun Jia'er's gaze towards him, every time, her eyes after seeing the dark clan, kept looking, and the last one who stayed was herself.

But he couldn't, he couldn't fulfill the promise made by the two of them, and this emotion should be buried, let go rather than let it get out of control.

She is really as she said at the beginning, she has grown hard, she is getting closer and closer to the Throne of Light, her future is bright, she should be with someone who can assist her, with someone who is from the Light Clan, instead of being entangled with herself, wasting her feelings and time with herself.

So the few times he met, he could only make himself try not to see her, and could only look at the back after every time she left, watching her go away and leave.

When exactly did this feeling arise in his heart, Sting didn't understand.

Maybe it was the first time they met, or maybe the little girl nodded vigorously with a small flower face, but she said very seriously that she believed, or maybe it was the simple beauty when she said that she wanted to become the King of Light and get along with the Dark Clan.

Or maybe after she was annoyed, her bright and firm eyes were so shining.

Sting wasn't sure, maybe maybe it would be a few meetings after that.

In short, since that separation, I will often think of this girl in my heart, I will unconsciously pay attention to her news, and I will feel happy or even relieved when I hear that she is getting better and better.

In a world where he is becoming more and more broken, hearing her good news seems to have become his only smile and the most sour part in his heart.

I still remember the last time we separated, it was the first time the two had spoken in so many years.

He knew that she had mustered all her courage, and that he had lost all his mind and stopped.

He looked at her hesitant look, frowned, dodgy eyes, and listened to her tentative words, and his heart seemed to be deafening like a drum.

But by the time he spoke, his sanity had been restored.

Her sad look, sad look, last persistence, expectation, and hope were all shattered by her own words!

Seeing her leave heartbroken, her figure swaying on the unicorn, taking a step by herself, and then stopped abruptly.

At that moment, Sting could only experience the word despair.

Now, when they meet again, the two of them are afraid that they will no longer be able to say a word as usual.

Sting sighed wordlessly, this king, who was feared by everyone in the Dark Clan, would actually have such a lonely appearance, if he was seen by the people of the Dark Clan, he would definitely think that his eyes were spent.

Then he poked himself in the eye, after all, he saw Sting's appearance, and Sting couldn't let them live.

But what they didn't expect should be that their king has such tenderness in his heart.

But his tenderness is known only to him, or there is an irrelevant Sting who knows it, but the one who really ought to know it does not.

"Xun Jiaer...... What a nice name......" Sting muttered to himself.

He had recited Xun Jia'er's name thousands of times, when no one was around, as if this name was his lucky charm, as long as he recited it once, he would have endless strength.

At this time, Xun Jia'er looked at Sari and the dark clan below, her eyes swept almost silently, and when she retracted her gaze, there was unspeakable disappointment in the depths of her eyes.

After that, he turned his eyes to look at the human race, and when he saw the blood-drenched building, he sighed silently in his heart, this is the sin of their bright clan, but it is also the choice of human beings.

Looking in the direction of the North District, I saw the towering forest in the distance, blocking the view.

The Forest of Despair is here again......

After that, Xun Jiaer retracted her gaze, stretched her two hands forward, flattened her palms, palms up, closed her eyes, and kept opening and closing her lips.

The people of the Dark Clan were all curious and wary to watch.

I saw that a floating shadow appeared in Xun Jiaer's hand, it was the floating shadow of a book, and this book could only be a book of light!

The people of the Dark Clan were even more nervous, ready to fight, because the Book of Light was truly deadly to them.

Han Youran also vaguely saw the floating shadow of the book, and the first thing that came to mind was the Book of Light.

And then the next thing that came to mind was "Oops!"

Turning her head sharply to look at the forest behind her, she saw what she had expected, and even she felt sick in her body!

The Heart of the Book of Light in her forehead actually began to struggle, trying to get out of her body.

But how could Han Youran allow it, calm his mind, and pull the heart of the Book of Light back.

And I saw that the light on her forehead was bright and extinguished, and it was hidden back and forth.

But unlike her, her body has been transformed by the old monster, and she has accepted and opened the inheritance of gods and demons, and this Heart of the Book of Light cannot be contested!

But the rest of humanity can't do it at all.

Even as soon as they felt the strangeness of their bodies, the fragments of the Book of Light that once belonged to them had already flown out of their bodies, and quickly flew towards the floating shadow of the Book of Light floating in the palm of Xun Jia'er's palm.

There was a scream from the Miracle Ones, and the departure of the Sacred Fragment would cause them physical pain, but after the physical pain was gone, they were dumbfounded.

Seeing the sacred fragments that once belonged to them flying farther and farther in the air, some of the signifiers were already crying, some of the signifiers couldn't accept the fact and collapsed, and some of the signifiers were about to chase after them.

The old monster's voice rang out again: "In the Forest of Despair, I can still save the lives of you people!"

"But without the Holy Shard, we can't fight!" The stopped miracle screamed sadly!

"To be alive is to have hope. "At such a critical moment, all the thoughts of the old monster are on the Light Clan and the Dark Clan, and he really doesn't want to talk nonsense with these irrelevant and fragile humans.

But he promised Han Youran, so naturally he had to do what he said, and he would protect one more if he could.

But if someone is really disobedient, he can only use force!