Maybe it's because of a strong obsession. Nangong Liye, who was originally unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes. Sit up.

And Situ Mujin and Sheng Lingxiao didn't expect Nangong Liye to come to his senses so quickly. Looked a little surprised.

"Nishiki. Let the light snow lead the way. I'm going to find Lore." At this time, Nangong Liye had already returned to normal. But the voice was still cold.

"Okay." Situ Mujin has long wanted to find it. I'm just worried about Nangong Liye. I didn't leave.

Xiaoxue has been known since Han Xiluo's accident. I've been depressed. The drooping head looks so weak.

"Xiaoxue. It's up to you now. Whatever happened to Lore. We've got to find her." Situ Mujin looked at Xiaoxue firmly.

Master. But Loel she's already.

"Little snow." Situ Mujin didn't want to hear it say that word.

Good, good. Master. I'll take you there. Xiaoxue knows she can't stop them. But it really didn't want to see the despair and pain of its owner when he learned the truth.

"Let's go." Situ Mujin was the first to stand up. And Nangong Liye on the bed was also quickly dressed. Three people and one beast appeared at the gate of the palace.

"Housekeeper. Prepare the horses."

"Yes." After seeing that the master was safe and sound. The butler's heart that had been hanging finally fell. Immediately he turned and prepared his horses for them.

"Nangong Liye. Where's Kerr?" Accompanied by a somewhat messy sound of horses' hooves. Bei Minghao and Murong Qingyi appeared at the gate of the palace.

Nangong Liye just glanced at them. but he did not speak.

"Let's go together." Situ Mujin didn't want to delay a little longer. So just let them go along.

Situ Mujin took the lead on the horse. Holding Xiaoxue. Gone to the dust. And the other four followed. Disappear from everyone's sight.

Out of the capital. Situ Mujin stopped. Xiaoxue in her arms jumped out of her arms. Close your eyes. The snow-white fluff on the whole body slowly turns bright red. It's just that this time the light snow seems to have been sensing for a long time. I slowly opened my eyes.

Master. I can't accurately sense the location of the chasing sound. Xiaoxue said sadly.

"What." Situ Mujin couldn't help but tremble. Even Xiaoxue can't sense the position of chasing the sound. It's simply not possible. Unless the chasing sound disappears into this world. Otherwise, how could Xiaoxue not be able to sense it.

Master. I can only take you to the last place where I sensed the sound chase.

"Okay."

So Xiaoxue jumped back into Situ Mujin's arms. Master. This way. Follow Xiaoxue's instructions. Situ Mujin clamped the horse's belly. Shouted "Drive." The horse roared. Then he ran towards the path. And the other four followed. Riding a horse and galloping forward.

Luoer. Wait for me. There is only one thought in everyone's minds at the moment.

But she. . Are you still there?

Winter goes to spring. Spring walks and autumn solstice. It's another snowy day.

On the edge of the towering cliff stand five long figures. The snow fell on their white and black robes. It seemed to want to freeze the intense sadness that emanated from them at this time.

That day. When the light snow brings them to the edge of the cliff. They finally know why even Xiaoxue can't sense the presence of Chaiyin.

"No. That's impossible. It's absolutely impossible. There must be a mistake." Bei Minghao rushed to the cliff with an arrow step. He hissed and shouted, "Luo'er. Luo'er."

And Situ Mujin just stood there quietly. Didn't make a sound. A smile curled up at the corners of his mouth. Just two lines of tears slipped from the corners of his eyes. His eyes were so desperate. Why Death Valley. Why. Is it true that Heaven is going to wipe out even the last shred of hope?

"Luo'er. Are you afraid? Are you cold? Shrewd. Don't be afraid. I'm coming. Wait for me. No matter where you are. I'm never going to give up." Nangong Liye's voice was so calm. So tender. Just like Han Xiluo was standing in front of him at this time. And he was looking into her eyes and talking to her.

One-step. Two steps. Three-step ......

Just when Nangong Liye's right foot had already stepped out of the cliff. At that time, Saint Lingxiao, the only one who still had a trace of sanity, dragged him back.

"Nangong Liye. You wake me up. Do you think you're going down with Luo'er as she wants to see outcome?" The tears that Saint Lingxiao had been holding back could no longer be suppressed at this moment. Han Xiluo said to him. It's not just bosom friends. It's a kind of support. It's a kind of hope.

"I told her. Never give up for the rest of your life. So she must be waiting for me at the bottom." Nangong Liye muttered to herself. No way. She'll be waiting for me at the bottom. I'm going to hurry down. Otherwise, she'll be in a hurry." Nangong Liye stumbled up from the ground. At this time, he was suffering from demonic attacks. The internal force has been temporarily lost.

"Nangong Liye. If you jump like that. I believe in Lore's character. She won't forgive you. She'll be sure to avoid you. I'll never see you again." Saint Lingxiao's mournful voice resounded in the sky." Luo'er is such a kind and brave girl. She must want to see the people she cares about alive. And not just for yourself. It's more for her."

"But Lo'er alone will be afraid." Nangong Liye still trembled and walked to the edge of the cliff.

"Ye. We didn't see Lore fall with our own eyes. Isn't it? So before Lore's body was found. Loel doesn't have to die. Maybe someone rescued her. Maybe she's just gone to a world we can't perceive." Situ Mujin had already regained consciousness at this time. He'd rather wait with hope. I don't want to live in despair of losing her.

"Loel wouldn't die so easily. She was only temporarily gone. Someday. She'll definitely be back." Bei Minghao slowly stood up. The original despair in his eyes was now gone. Maybe it's the same as Situ Mujin. He'd rather live in waiting. I don't want to live without her.

Despair. Originally shrouded the entire sky. But at this time. Hard-nosed was torn open a slit. Deadly repression is like finding an outlet for it. All poured into the narrow crack. Took away the gloom that shrouded the cliffs.

"Ye. Loll will be back. Definitely."

Nangong Liye's eyes stayed in the bottomless valley of death. There was still a hope in his heart. In the next second. From the bottom of the valley of death. Out of her figure.

"Xiao. Haven't you found the entrance?" Situ Mujin's faint voice broke the silence at this time.

"Nope." There was a hint of helplessness in Saint Lingxiao's eyes. That time he was hunted down. It was from this cliff that I fell. He didn't know it was Death Valley. So he was able to be saved by Lan Ling'er. I didn't care much.

"The path that Ling'er took you on at that time. It's gone."

"Hmm. After Ling'er disappeared. I've walked that road. Walked through the valley bottom. But when I wanted to go into the valley again to look for it. But the road is gone. It's like everything that ever happened. It's just a dream." Saint Lingxiao's voice seemed a little ethereal. It felt like I was still in that dream.

"There's really no way to get to the bottom?" Bei Minghao's eyes have been staring at the deep valley. He muttered to himself.

"That's not a dream. Sky. Maybe in this valley. There is indeed a mysterious power. We can't touch it. But it really exists, this isolated, valley of death." Situ Mujin's voice was full of expectation.

"Or. She's back in her own world." Saint Lingxiao's voice was very soft. His eyes were still looking at the farthest reaches of the sky. She and her. Maybe they've all gone back.

Nangong Liye just stood quietly on the edge of the cliff. His stunningly seductive face was filled with sadness. He misses her. Deep into the bone marrow.

Ever since Han Xiluo disappeared. Nangong Liye will no longer participate in political affairs. I didn't go back to Nanshu. Instead, he settled in the nearest village to Death Valley. Every day he would come to the edge of the cliff. Then stay until the dead of night before leaving.

"Nangong Jue has found it?" Although I don't ask about the world. But Luo'er's disappearance must have nothing to do with Nangong. So he didn't give up looking for Nangong Jue's whereabouts.

"Nope. He's like someone else has evaporated. Nothing was left behind."

"What about the Dao Heart."

"It's the same as Nangong Jue. Gone."

"What about Rou'er." Ever since Qingrou disappeared in the Valley of the Gods of Medicine. There has been no news. But Nangong Liye never gave up looking for it. Because she and the master. Too much for him.

Situ Mujin was silent. Just shook his head slightly. He didn't understand. Why are they all good and decent living people? It's gone. Not a trace was left. It's like they've never been there.

Since he wanted to know, there was still no news. Nangong Liye was silent at first.

"But recently. I noticed that an unknown force was slowly growing. It seems to be ferocious. I'm worried about what's going to happen in the near future." Situ Mujin frowned.

"In the territory of the North Underworld. There is also a vague expansion of such a force." Bei Minghao said in a deep voice. That's it. He's been on the hunt for a long time. But still nothing. It seems that this mastermind behind the scenes is by no means an ordinary character.

"Maybe it's going to be a big mess in the world. Now it's not one of them that is in trouble. It's that people all over the world are in trouble." Saint Ling Xiao sighed coldly.

The silence for a moment made the atmosphere even more eerie.

Is this a dream? Why is it dark around me. Why can't I open my eyes. Why can't my body move. I should be dead. The moment of falling from a cliff. I'm already dead.

This should be the underworld. And at this time, I am just a ghost who can't let go of the troubles of the world. I can't go back or can't come back. Then let her be this wisp of geism forever. Because she doesn't want to be reincarnated. Don't want to drink Meng Po soup. Don't want to forget them. Her mind flashed through Bei Minghao's face. flashed Situ Mujin's face. Flashed Saint Lingxiao's face. Flashed over Murong Qingyi's face. In the end, only Nangong Liye's face was left in her mind. She didn't want to forget it all. She didn't want to forget him.

Her thoughts began to blur again. Nangong Liye in his brain gradually began to disappear. No. Don't leave. No.

The plum blossoms on the branches are falling one after another. The sleeping earth is slowly beginning to wake up. Nangong Liye waited another winter. Begins another waiting for the reincarnation of the four seasons.

this year. Several great things have happened in the world.

All Saints. The crown prince Sheng Lingxiao inherited the throne. Become the new King of the Kingdom of All Saints.

Northern Hades. The city of Prince North was abolished. The third prince, Bei Minghao, became the crown prince. Same. The Northern Emperor announced his abdication. The crown prince Bei Minghao immediately ascended to the throne. Become the new emperor.

Nanshu Kingdom. King Nangong of Qin died suddenly due to a serious illness. Posthumously crowned him as the king of Yong'an. and buried in the imperial mausoleum. His eldest son, Nangong Jun, succeeded him.

Changes in the political landscape of the three countries. It will inevitably cause oscillations in various countries. And those forces that hide in the shadows. They are all starting to move.

"Now this situation. Isn't it a good chance for us to win the world in one fell swoop? What are you waiting for?" Qingrou, who has disappeared for three years, finally shows up.

"If one country is going on the other. Then the current situation is really good for us. I am afraid that they will protect the country. Alliances with each other. Then one against three. Our odds will be greatly diminished." Qin Yuxuan still covered his face with a black hat.

"Even if we join forces. Can they withstand our new weapons?' Qingrou looked unimpressed.

"Not as a last resort. I wouldn't use them. Not to mention that there is a better way now. Why don't you play with them?" Qin Yuxuan smiled coldly.

"What a way." Qingrou is still a little worried. In case the time drags on for a long time. Their civil strife was pacified. The army is also sufficient. The odds are even lower.

"Since the three kingdoms currently have an undercurrent that is ready to move. Why don't we give it a boost. Let them kill each other. Wouldn't it be better for us to reap the benefits of the fisherman."

"Discord meter. Hehe. It's a lot better than going head-to-head with them." The sadness on Qingrou's face instantly dissipated. A turn. sat on Qin Yuxuan's lap. Wrap your hands around his neck. Coquettish said: "Whether it is in modern times. Or in this ancient world. You'll always be the best man."

"Hehehehe." Qin Yuxuan didn't speak. Just pulled Qingrou's head down violently. A rough kiss on her lips. Qingrou snorted in pain. But they didn't dare to push him away. Since traveling to ancient times. She found that Qin Yuxuan had become even more terrifying. Spend all day with the living dead or zombies doing his research. He was even more interested in them than in her.

Push Qingrou away. Qin Yuxuan reached out and wiped the blood stains from his mouth. His dark eyes shimmered with a seeping glow. Are you ready? Game. It's just getting started.