It shows how tragic the massacre was.

The once bustling and lively city is now like an abandoned child, unable to wait for its owner again.

The wind blew from one end to the other, as if a ghost was whimpering.

Jun Crimson's feet softened for a while, she walked slowly on the street, her eyes wandered around, knowing that it was impossible, but there was still a hope in her subconscious, hoping that Ye Yuelan was hiding in a room, as long as she looked for it with her heart, she could find him......

She has already been to the Night Palace, and like this street, the buildings of the Night Palace are even more destroyed, and the once gorgeous continuous buildings have been burned to the ground, which is unbearable.

She walked around the ruins for two days, searched all the corners, and found no half of Ye Yuelan's clothes, only disappointment, only despair.

In fact, if she thinks about it seriously, she should also understand, with Ye Yuelan's temperament, how could the place where he lives allow dilapidated to become like that? If he had been there, he would have been renovated long ago......

But people are like this, knowing that he is not here, but there is still a hope in his heart in case of emergency.

What if he's there?

What if he just wasn't in the mood to toss around these buildings?

Because this place has been breached, the Night Emperor has disappeared again, and the remnants of the Night Clan have moved away overnight with the remaining Night Clan people, and this is already an empty city.

This was his home, and she didn't know where else to look for him when she couldn't find him......

In the past few days, she has been running around without eating or drinking, and she has searched all the places where he may be hiding, or the places he once liked!

Take it for granted, all of them fall short.

Jun Crimson sat on a tree on the corner of the street, holding a golden transmission note in her hand, trying to connect again.

This transmission note was given to her by Ye Yuelan before the retreat, saying that it could be used to communicate directly with him.

Even if he is in meditation retreat, he can hear from her, he can turn off other people's transmission notes, but he will never turn off hers, she can find him whenever she wants.

He joked at the time that he was available to her.

He also said that he would never destroy the transmission note that he had contacted her, no matter what the circumstances......

Because she was afraid of disturbing his recovery, she never used it to contact her, and kept it treasured, putting this transmission note in a storage bag and putting it intimately.

She didn't expect her to leave her soul, she didn't expect that she would not be able to control this body, and now that she has to come back to this body, naturally the things on this body have not been lost......

The golden transmission note lay silently in her palm, and no matter how much she tried to make it light up, it didn't move.

"You light up...... she begged in a dumb voice, "Even if it's just a light up, it proves that someone is answering over there, even if there is no sound...... I beg you to ......"

"Ye Yuelan......" she whispered his name, her voice getting hoarse: "Can you take care of me?" You said...... You said you wouldn't refuse to listen to my transmission......"

The wind blew through the treetops.

The moonlight was slightly cool, reflecting her shadow under the tree, lonely and lonely.

A gust of wind blew, making her clothes hunt.

She hugged her knees with her arms and looked at one of her broken fingers, which she had never treated since she broke, so she let the finger hang in her palm, and let the pain of the broken bone spread all over her body along the finger bone, as if she was punishing herself.

She said: "Ye Yuelan, I'm cold, I'm in pain, can you take care of me?" Just sort it out......"

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