"Girl......" He looked at her disappointedly, and his voice full of sadness and pain echoed all around, piercing straight into her heart, obviously not feeling pain, but so sad.

She shook her head, tears crept all over her face at some point, looking at the man's translucent body, she really wanted to rush forward, but she couldn't do anything.

"Girl......"

The last sound, ethereal and ethereal, like ungraspable wind and sand, disappeared in the next second.

His body, too, became completely transparent and disappeared into the tree.

But his eyes that made people feel desperate and sad seemed to stay on her face, making her grief-stricken.

"Don't go, come back."

She shouted, and finally she did, but he couldn't hear it again.

"You're coming back......"

She cried helplessly, as if her whole body had been drained, her body softened at this moment, she fell to her knees, and then fell to the ground.

She watched as the man disappeared, tears streaming down her face.

“…… You come back, I'll go with you, I'll go with you, don't leave me behind. ”

She cried and begged, but on the top of the entire Twilight Cloud Immortal, there was nothing but her and the 10,000-year-old Ziqiong tree, and those blood crows also disappeared with the man.

Even the wind became sluggish, blowing people's hearts cold.

On the top of the fairy, her helpless and desperate cries echoed, which made people feel uncomfortable when they listened to it.

Wen Xiaoai suddenly opened her eyes, and when she saw it, it was a familiar ceiling.

She opened her eyes wide with tears and looked up fixedly, unable to recover for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, she blinked lightly, but two tears blinked, I don't know if she was too uncomfortable in the dream, even when she woke up, she was still immersed in that emotion and couldn't extricate herself.

She raised her hand in a daze and touched her face, but she felt the tears in her hand, and even when she turned her head, it was wet.

She...... Dreaming.

Wen Xiaoai tried hard to think about it, but she couldn't remember what dream she had, and she cried in her dream.

Wen Xiaoai frowned, her eyes were staring at the ceiling, but what she could see was not there.

She didn't look anywhere, but tried to think about it, trying to know what she was dreaming about, but no matter what she thought, there were only a few scenes that were intermittently blurry and could no longer be blurred.

It seems to be herself, but it doesn't seem to be her, but a girl who looks like her, and a man dressed in black......

Wen Xiaoai turned her head, there was no Jun Moyan by her side, she looked in the direction of the balcony, and the gray and cloudy sky made Wen Xiaoai feel lost for a while.

She was already uncomfortable, and she was even more uncomfortable, and she cried without holding back.

"Woo...... Jun Mo Yan. ”

Wen Xiaoai cried and got up, didn't even wear shoes, and went to the study to find Jun Moyan when she went out, but she didn't find it.

Wen Xiaoai sat on the chair where Jun Moyan usually worked, the more she cried, the more fierce she became, and her heart was even more uncomfortable.

She didn't know why she was crying, but she felt uncomfortable.

It was obviously just a strange dream, but it made Wen Xiaoai's mood fall to the bottom, as if she had depression in an instant, she was very depressed, she didn't want to do anything, she wanted to cry.

"Woo ......"

Wen Xiaoai didn't even want to look for Jun Moyan, so she kept sitting there wiping her tears.

I don't know how long I cried, Wen Xiaoai eased up a little, her body was crying and sobbing, sitting on the chair and sobbing, wiping her tears from time to time, all she thought about was the dream last night.