The voice that drowned out, with its unparalleled power, Riraku never imagined that she would one day be in such a torrent, or that she was completely willing.

In order to go to that world and find that person, in fact, even if she already knows what she is going to go through, I'm afraid she will still come over without any intention of retreating.

After all, in this unknown world, there is an extremely important person, because of the existence of this person, this world does not seem to be terrible, and she wants to see it.

Look at what kind of place he spent nearly ten years, and want to know what he has experienced in nearly ten years. Ten years may not be a long lifespan for the soul clan, but for this place called the Divine Continent, it is enough.

One day of the Soul Clan, here, Master said, is a year, and this is nearly ten years, and for mortals, it is also many years. That's enough for the lives of a few people.

With such hope, and anxiety about the unknown future, she was swallowed up by the last trace of consciousness in the ups and downs.

……

When I woke up again, it was evening.

The sunset is warm and soft, and the brushstrokes are unusually clear, rendering a soft warmth. It's orange-red, mixed with a hint of drunken red.

Liluo woke up from the chirping birds, and found that she was on an ancient tree, and when she woke up, she saw a flickering light, and on this huge ancient tree, it was also the same totem as the scroll held tightly in her arms.

"Come to think of it, these two things should be the same origin."

Therefore, it is normal to feel something.

She sat up, and the scroll was already in her hand, and it was of heavy quality.

She looked up at the surroundings, and then at the sky, this place is really beautiful, there are not too many places like the soul clan, so when she admires this natural beauty, she still has a little amazement.

The scenery created by nature is the most awe-inspiring.

She opened the scroll, but the master didn't give her any more clues, and she was afraid that she would have to rely on this scroll when she found Youyan next.

In an unfamiliar world, it is too difficult and too difficult to find such a person in the world. It's tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack, if there is no such a scroll, even if it is really a day of the Soul Clan, a year in the Shenzhou Continent, she continues to look for it like this, and there may not be results for a hundred years.

You know, the person who was looking for has no memory. That is to say, no matter how you look for him, he doesn't know that you are looking for him, and it can't be said to be a rendezvous. How can she find a target that is always on the move, wandering in this vast world?

She opened the scroll, the totem sensed someone, and after a flicker, a faint ink color appeared from the depths, and Liluo squinted her eyes and saw the picture that fell into her eyes-

In fact, it is more like a map than a painting, and this is actually different from a map.

Winding through it, it was a slightly rough road, and Riraku looked around and confirmed that this was the road she was on now!