I know that we are all dead, a bunch of undead spirits who are lost before reincarnation.

I know that this world is fake, and the essence is nothing more than an ethereal dream.

I know......

Consciousness returned from the darkness again, the spirit of nothingness was shaky, and there was an indescribable panic that made the witch Linglong gasp for breath, as if she had just floated from the deep sea a few hundred meters below, and finally redeemed after almost suffocating, and breathed fresh air again.

It wasn't until the spirit regained complete control of the body, with a real bearing, that a sense of calm and steadfastness came to her heart, and she felt at ease.

After settling down, the witch Linglong turned to look to the side, only to find that Cang had already fallen to the ground unconscious. She hurriedly ran over nervously and lifted Cang up from the ground.

Mysterious witch spells are chanting, and the dots of spiritual power are dancing, and through this witchcraft, the witch Linglong unreservedly conveys a little bit of vitality and yang energy that has just been conceived in her body into Cang's body.

Stimulated by this vigorous yang energy, Cang woke up from his slumber. It's just that the massive loss of the Immortal Origin made him look extremely weak, and his face was pale and without half a bit of blood.

When Cang's mind was completely sober and realized what the witch Linglong had done, he didn't have the slightest gratitude, but pushed her away angrily.

"What are you doing?! Do you know how precious this vital life is in you! How can you squander so casually! ”

The shrine maiden Linglong was taken aback, and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

After the two of them reacted, they suddenly fell silent.

After a long time, Cang took the initiative to speak, "I'm sorry, I scared you just now." I was a little too nervous. It is extremely difficult to nurture this bit of vitality in your body, and it should not be easily wasted. Luckily, I didn't absorb it all, leaving a little bit in your body. ”

The witch Linglong whispered, "But you're so weak, I can't think of any other way to help you." ”

Cang shook his head, "It's okay, I'm not that fragile life. As long as I spend more time cultivating, I can regain my health, and it is not worth your life to save me. ”

The shrine maiden pursed her lips, but in the end she didn't say anything.

Cang sighed, turned his head away, and stopped looking at her, "Then I'll rest for a while, and when I'm almost recovered, I'll teach you something new." ”

"Good ......"

Time goes on like this, day by day.

Since that change, the whole world has been different. The world has become more real and more vivid. Even those who survived were a little more angry.

Looking at this new world, the slightly haggard face of the witch Linglong also had a little more smile.

Until, Cang came over again.

Cang seemed to have recovered a lot more than last time, but his thin body still looked a little weak.

"Linglong, I need your help with something." , Cang pleaded.

This was the first time he had asked Linglong for help.

The witch Linglong was slightly stunned. She looked into the eyes, but in them she saw an incomparably strong and unchangeable will.

Eventually, she nodded, "Okay, this time, it's finally my turn to help you." ”

Under Cang's guidance, the witch Linglong began to carve a mysterious witchcraft circle.

This magic circle is mysterious and mysterious, and the difficulty of depicting it is extremely difficult. Fortunately, the witch is exquisite, and after these years of practice, she has cultivated to a high level, wisdom and understanding, and a thorough understanding of witchcraft. Coupled with Cang's continuous guidance and explanation, although the process was very difficult, it was successfully portrayed after all.

"Alright, the circle is complete. One last time, you can test it for me again. Cang said with a smile.

The witch Linglong looked at Cang, but she couldn't see anything from the other party's calm face. Eventually, she didn't say anything more, and obediently walked to the center of the circle.

The fiery red light slowly rose, and the arcane incantations in the circle were gradually lit up. The aura flying in the air was captured by the circle and swarmed into the space of the circle.

In just a few moments, the whole circle was in motion.

Then, eight crimson gold incantation chains suddenly appeared, binding the shrine maiden Linglong firmly. Then there was a fire in the fire pond that had been sacrificed for many years, and it turned into a raging fire, enveloping the whole person of the witch Linglong in it, burning violently!

This is the complete layout of the Eight Desolations Fire Dragon Array - the Eight Desolations Xuanhuo Array!

The blazing flames burned the shrine maiden Linglong's fragile body, and the unbearable pain stimulated her nerves. However, she did not say a word.

She just looked at the expressionless Cang silently.

The face that used to be full of doting, gentleness, and smiles is now a ruthless indifference.

The witch Linglong bit her lip tightly, not allowing herself to make a sound, but she still stubbornly looked at Cang's face.

"No matter how similar you look, you are not her after all!" , Cang did not shy away from staring at the witch Linglong.

The witch Linglong looked at Cang, still didn't say anything, but her eyes were full of sadness.

She couldn't figure it out, even if she wasn't the one who was waiting for Cang. But after thousands of days and nights spent together, aren't they still friends?

Cang seemed to understand what she meant, and sneered.

"Don't make me laugh, Chu Xuan! I've seen through your trick a long time ago, but it's just to distort the state of the soul's existence, and you want to deceive me?! ”

The witch Linglong was stunned, and at that moment, even the pain of burning the fire on her body seemed to disappear. But in the next moment, a heart-rending pain that far exceeded her body penetrated her heart.

At this moment, she finally gave up.

She turned her head away slowly, no longer looking at the sky.

It's just that until this time, she still didn't make a trace of resistance, and she didn't use any earth-shattering magical power.

The flames that had turned into crimson gold were burning, causing the temperature of the entire space to rise rapidly, almost close to the temperature of the sun's surface. At such high temperatures, even cold, hard steel can vaporize instantly.

And in this blazing fire, the shrine maiden's delicate body also became transparent. Traces of black air rushed out of her body, refining in the flames.

In just a moment, only a white bone as clear as jade remained in the Xuanhuo. On the forehead of the white bone, an ink-colored spell imprinted on it, and the golden light of the debut appeared in a flash.

In fact, the shrine maiden Linglong has always known many things.

She knew that the world was nothing more than a chess game woven by the providence of the high, a trap to get someone to enter the game willingly, and a sacrifice to make someone return.

She knew that the person Cang had always looked at was not her, and his tenderness was not for her. Even the name she has been called countless times does not belong to her. She's just a substitute, a shadow.

She knew that her existence since her birth had been a pawn, a sacrifice to resurrect someone.

It's just that she is also willing to enter the game.

Her origin was transformed by a trace of Chu Xuan's remnant soul. When she had life, her spirituality returned to its roots, pure and flawless, so she was naïve.

When the fire was lit, she finally lit the light of her own spirit and had her own wisdom.

When the witchcraft was passed on again, she received the inheritance of the witch curse engraved in her soul, and she began to have her own power.

When the mending heaven ended, she received a little gift from the evolution and perfection of the world towards the truth, and a little vitality and nourishment were born in her body, and she had the hope of life.

It's just that she finally chose to accept everything silently.

She is a savage girl, since she was born, she is simple, without a name, and she is naïve. When she died, she was silent, stubborn, uncomplaining, and still nameless.

She's still the same savage girl.