Seeing that Sang Xia could see the god by staring at the bronze long rod, he withdrew his eyes and silently followed him, and the two of them instantly left the giant eye stone circle and came to the highest sand dunes on the periphery.

Stepping on the yellow sand, there is no word all the way. Two sets of footprints were left in the sand behind him.

"Why don't you ask me what I encountered underground?" and I don't know how long I walked, and Sanxia was the first to break the silence.

Fusu stopped and looked at her quietly for a while, and smiled slightly, "If you want to say, you will naturally tell me." ”

The fierce battle in the dungeon took a long time.

Fusu is caught in the powerful battle of the Yama clan, and his spiritual power is contained in the soul realm, and it is very difficult to kill the enemy and the ability of starlight accumulated in his previous life. It's not that these Sangsha don't know.

Therefore, if she hadn't encountered something difficult underground, she would definitely not have left him alone to fight the powerful desert legion.

Sang Xia looked at Fusu, his short silver-gray hair was particularly eye-catching on a piece of yellow sand.

Beneath the silver hair, his face looked gentler than ever. There is no embarrassment that has just experienced a vicious battle, on the contrary, it is surprisingly heroic.

Perhaps, it is a change in mood. But Sang Xia didn't know this, and only felt that Fusu at this time seemed to be a very worthy object to rely on.

In her eyes, he has always been an idler living in a privileged environment. I usually hide in that huge study when I am full of food and nothing to do, and I don't know what to look like in those books with dense words.

There are many sides to people, but about this, her life experience and state of mind have not yet reached this level of cognition.

After all, people will only show their true courage after experiencing the flames of war and bathing in blood. He didn't disappoint her.

She suddenly wondered why she had such an abrupt idea.

Judging his combat ability and examining his trade-offs in the face of life and death, she is like a warrior who has been on the battlefield for a long time, and she can't stand his usual literary appearance, but she admires his fearlessness and calmness when fighting against the desert legions, which are much more powerful.

Why do you have objectively strange thoughts? She tilted her head to look at Fusu and asked herself in her heart.

Fusu was watched by her, and she didn't avoid her gaze, and went straight up. It's like staring at countless times.

It's just that the eyes of that Sangxia at that time were full of admiration and admiration, and occasionally there were some playful provocative meanings, or tenderness or strong love.

But in this Sangxia's eyes, there is more inquiry, doubt, reflection, and some strange deeper meaning.

"I'll tell you. But now is not the time. Sang Xia said quietly.

Fusu nodded without intent to explore what she was thinking, "As long as you're safe." ”

"The one you want peace with is not me. I know. I'm not at peace, but in your heart, it's not that important. ”

There was another moment of silence, and Sangsha turned his back.

Fusu couldn't hear her heart, and at this time, she couldn't even see the face that had very few expressions, so she didn't know what she was thinking at this time.

"Fusu. ”

"Huh?"

... He didn't rush to her, but answered softly behind his back.

I guessed in my heart that she must have encountered something under the underground palace.

It must have been, and what she encountered had some kind of effect on her. Of course, he wanted to know what had happened to her, but he also knew that if she didn't want to say that she had asked, it would be in vain.

"Actually, you don't have to care about me. Sansha stood on the top of the sand dunes with his head raised, looking a little small from behind.

For some reason, this scene made Fusu feel a sense of loneliness.

She stood alone between the blue sky and yellow sand, and said in a cold tone, "You want her to come back." Actually, I want to, too.

Maybe you don't believe it, but I don't care if I can go to the world or not.

But. It's all coming, and I can't help it. If I could, I'd rather never be here.

I don't know you, and I don't know anyone. If you live with you, I will accompany her in the ban and wait for her to die.

When she dies, maybe I'll be free. Maybe I'm dead too. Who knows.

Who the hell am I? I don't know. What the hell am I? I don't know.

Actually, it's quite troublesome. I guess I'm not smart enough, so I can't figure it out. So, I didn't bother to think about it.

In short, whether I exist in this world or not doesn't matter to you as strangers.

And I myself feel that it really doesn't matter if it exists or not.

I hope you, you, will get what you want. ”

Fusu looked at her figure, digesting what she said word by word.

It sounded like a meaningless speech of broken thoughts, but Fusu's heart was suddenly startled, and she always felt that she would not say this for no reason.

Of course he knows the intentions of everyone in Runlu. Everyone is like him, looking forward to the return of the original little Sangxia to his body. But what I just said was from the bottom of my heart.

This thought shocked Fusu's heart again.

Indeed, I don't know when he no longer rejects this Sangsha as he did at the beginning.

In the past few days, he has almost regarded her and 'her' as the same person, a complete person. There is no difference between a doppelganger and an ontology.

"Perhaps, not as you think. Whether it's you or her, you're the same person. It's just that the soul is divided into two, so it's a little different. ”

"Like you said, split into two, that's two people. You also said it differently. I'm not her, and she's not me. Don't get confused by this body. ”

Fusu opened his mouth, not knowing how to respond for a moment.

"Let's go. The Extinction Realm you want, I'll take you there!"

Sang Xia's voice fell, and Fusu's eyes lit up, and he felt that the pole on his shoulder suddenly disappeared in weight.

The long pole flew straight away, and the wind swept the sand and shot away from the sky in front of it. The pole instantly disappeared into invisibility, rolling up a stream of wind and snow out of thin air.

On the yellow sand of the desert field, ice crystals and snow-white flew all over the sky, twisting like a dark cloud tornado and slowly approaching the two from a distance.

Sangxia stood on the sand dune and glanced at the snowspout, then turned to look at Fusu, "Are you ready?"

Inexplicably, a sense of tension rose in Fusu's heart.

He didn't hesitate for a moment against the Yama warriors, but for no reason, one of her questions made him hesitate a little in his heart.

It can't be said that there is no flash of golden light spiritual power this time.

Instead, Sanxia's white mist surrounded the two of them and rushed towards the snowspout. In an instant, when the white mist and the wind and snow merged, the snow dance over the desert that had not been encountered for 10,000 years came to naught. It's as if it never happened.

Coming out of the white fog, it was a boundless white. It's not dazzling, it's half-light and half-dark.

The wind, like a thousand knives, was constantly whistling past me. It cut through the clothes on his body coldly, and even left a deep hole on the left side of Fusu's ear. Suddenly, the spiritual power in the soul realm was great and tightly protected him.

The wind was so strong that I couldn't open my eyes. It wasn't until the spiritual shield was raised that he could vaguely see the scene in front of him.

Visibility is at most five meters, and such a poor visual range is not to mention the direction of resolution, even the figure of the companion cannot be seen.

"Sangxia!Sangxia!" frowned, Fusu looked around, unable to see clearly. I can only release my spiritual power to find it, but to no avail.

There was no sound, nothing but the whirring wind and the snow!

After walking against the wind for a while, he could still feel the powerful power outside within the densely woven spiritual power shield.

In this enchantment of the dead, which is known as the fear of the yin, Fusu struggled and moved inch by inch for a while.

It was difficult to travel against the wind, so he changed direction, but he didn't expect that no matter how he changed direction, he would always be in a state of headwind.

The Extinction Realm really lives up to its name.

The violent blizzard seems to have been blowing for hundreds of millions of years without stopping, and the sky is vast and indistinguishable. When Fusu looked closely at the ground beneath his feet, he realized that it was not really snow.

Rather, it is a white gravel, and, in a way, a kind of sand with some kind of anomalous energy fluctuation.

There seemed to be a halo of light in the hazy sky, no matter how he walked, no matter which direction he changed, that halo kept lingering in the snowy mid-air in front of him. Not high, not low, not far, not close.

Maybe it was extremely bright, but it was only so indistinct because of the heavy snow.

I don't know how long it has been, but I feel that the spiritual power in the soul realm is fading bit by bit. When the towering giant trees in the soul realm began to shine, Fusu knew that it had begun to enter the stage of consuming the power of the original god.

In the past 2,000 years, the only time to reach this level is the trip to the Tide Palace. Help the merman king at that time, Ao'er, retreat from the tsunami to protect the human city, but it was in the face of the raging waves of the deep sea.

Right now, it's just a matter of struggling, and he's already quietly consuming his spiritual power to this extent. Terrible!

There were only those two words in Fusu's mind. He didn't know how long he would last, and one thing was for sure, once Genshin Impact's power was exhausted, he would never go back.

Buried in the Realm of Annihilation!

This is also the possible consequence that he had envisioned, but he was not more worried about himself at this time, but Sangxia.

I don't know what happened to her now? Obviously, the two of them entered the enchantment together, but I couldn't find her breath everywhere.

I don't know if it was an illusion or what, for a moment, Fusu actually felt that the wind and snow were a little smaller. If it was true, it was very short-lived, only a flash, and the wind and snow raged again.

The power of the 10,000-year-old Emperor Kashimi was consumed faster than expected. The towering giant tree in the void of heaven and earth in the soul realm kept falling leaves, and disappeared without a trace into the surface of the lake with the same color as the sky under the tree.

I don't know how long I walked, but when all the outermost branches of the Tree of the Original God of the Emperor Bai fell off, the wind and snow were obviously weak.

The faint glow in the sky gradually cleared, but Fusu still couldn't see what it was.

After the wind and snow weakened, the field of vision also widened a little, and there seemed to be a black shadow between the vast sky and the earth from a distance.

"Sanxia—" The voice echoed in the empty void for a while, and then it was drowned out by the wind and snow.

No response. Except for the sound of the wind and snow, there was still no other sound. Fusu felt a powerless despair.

It's weird. He is not a person who is prone to mood swings, although he is very emotional, but because he knows this, he has always been able to adjust his mind to a state of calm calm.

Aside from the mourning that Sanxia had lost his heart at death, there was hardly anything that could make him feel hopeless.

But at this time, this clear, powerless sense of despair permeates every perception of the mind from head to toe. Fusu stopped and looked up at the sky.

Feeling this strange feeling carefully, it seems that it is not that he himself is really desperate, but that hope has been passively erased.

Some subtle energy was devouring the yearning for life in his heart, and a hand of death seemed to be waving at him far ahead.

Call him step by step into a lifeless hell, into the emptiness without any thoughts.

Extinguish, extinguish. Is that what it means?

First of all, erase the desire for life and the hope for the future. It's as if a voice whispers in my heart: Give up, give up, stay here, stay here forever.

That voice has a full seductive power, making people involuntarily obey it and follow it, consciously letting go of the thoughts of life in their hearts.

Even, the past, all the good, nostalgic everything, erased.

It seems that the road he has walked, the people and everything he has met have turned into this sand and gravel, flying with the wind and drifting away.

When Fusu felt this terrible fact, he found that he couldn't remember some people and things for a while. More memories of the past were blurry, and he could vaguely see a few unrecognizable faces, but he couldn't remember who it was at all.

I just vaguely remember that some people have appeared in my life, but who are those people? What do they look like?

Are memories passing? Ah, it must be.

Fusu tried his best to calm his mind and melt into his soul in the spiritual shield.

He had to come to his senses before he completely forgot everything, otherwise, really, he couldn't get out.

Can't get out anymore!

He had to get out of here, because he remembered that he had come here for something very important. Very important!

There is also a very important person, her name is Sangxia.

Very important, more important than his own life! He had to find her, or be found by her.

The wind and snow only faded for a moment, and the halo in the sky changed colors.

From the original red and white, it turned into a faint light blue light, and the white sand on the ground danced in the wind, and was sucked away by the halo.

It's like a monster's mouth that opens in the sky, devouring everything without restraint.

Along with the sand and gravel, Fusu's spiritual power shield was sucked in, and the wisps of golden light slowly flew into the air uncontrollably...