The moon was completely lost, immersed, closed his eyes, his mind was empty, and he couldn't feel anything......

She fell into a deep sleep, originally, sleep is the beginning of the death of the body, and after sleeping for a long time, the body will cease to exist, this is the only way and way for the darkness to obtain her. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The spirit beasts were even more anxious, and all the shouts were useless...... Simply the spirit beasts shouted Nian'er's name together, maybe Luoyue had the deepest feelings for him, and only Nian'er could wake her up, I just hope she won't forget Nian'er.

"Nian'er, Nian'er......" The spirit beasts adjusted to the same frequency, and the thoughts of the falling moon became deeper and deeper, and they only felt that the names they shouted were a little familiar......

Finally, the whole mountain of thought fell asleep in the dark ocean.

The spirit beasts did not shout in vain, because Luoyue had a dream, she dreamed that she was crying at a corpse, it was her own body crying against another body, and her soul was watching from the side, she cried very sadly, she was very reluctant to the corpse, she kissed his cheek, his hair, his arms, prostrate on his chest, she was willing to switch back to him to open his eyes......

However, no matter how grief-stricken she was, he still lay there peacefully, his eyes slightly closed, no heartbeat, no breathing......

He died, a soft corpse, never to wake up again......

She called his name over and over again: "Nian'er, Nian'er......"

He lay indifferent, unable to hear anything. The soul is on the side, looking at everything in the body.

Her eyes were swollen from crying, she felt worse than her own death, she was really willing, willing to exchange her life and everything she had, her divine power, her spiritual power, everything, all of it, for his life, even for a quarter of an hour, because she didn't have time to say goodbye to him......

She wanted to see him smile again, she wanted to tell him again, be careful with you in everything, she wanted to hear him call her little aunt naughtily, she wanted to hug him well, say a good word, and drink a glass of wine...... I don't want to ask for a lifetime every year, but it's good to ask for this one, however, it is still a luxury, a luxury that can never be realized.

The soul can feel the great sorrow of the body, and the power of that grief is indescribable......

She sobbed helplessly, on his chest, caressed his face, and then, with both hands, dug a grave for him......

Her hands were stained with blood and dirt, she was blank and unconscious, her hair was flying in the wind, her closed eyes never opened, her beating heart never recovered, her tears seeped into the soil and mixed with blood......

She was numb and just wanted to give him a full tombstone......

Seeing this, the soul suddenly withdrew, returning to the sleeping body at the bottom of the sea, and the falling moon opened its eyes.

"Nian'er, that's my year!" Her heart was revived.

There were tears in my eyes, death, pain, parting, so real, real not like a dream...... Luoyue completely recovered, and a force rose in her heart, didn't she come here just to find Nian'er, it was her own Nian'er.

Falling Moon controlled her body from the dim bottom of the sea, swam up, and floated above the surface, her heart completely cleared. Looking around, there was still endless darkness, no lights, no ships......

But the way home must be found, even if there is no heart, or if it has returned.