The scenery moved rapidly under my feet, the air currents lapped in my face, and we ran towards the sunset, but we could not escape the legend of the night. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Not long after the flight, I asked Feng Xue, "I always have a question I want to ask."

"Speak." Feng Xue still said succinctly.

"Why are Mo Xuanyuan's subordinates so many, it's obviously only a little big here, and we don't have any manpower to help." I voiced my doubts.

Feng Xue was silent for a moment and said, "Because the Spirit Domain wants you to quickly adapt to your identity, and let you learn to be able to solve difficulties with your own strength in this situation."

"Tell you the truth." I said coldly.

"There are not enough organizers to give it to us." Feng Xue said unusually cooperatively, with no trace of abnormality in her expression.

"Sure enough, I'm just a spare tire, are there other candidates in the Spirit Domain, that's why they don't pay attention to us so much." I joked.

Feng Xue didn't speak, I said with a guessed look: "Sure enough, I'm so good~"

"Not what you think." Feng Xue said calmly.

I jumped up to her and flew backwards, looked at her and said, "Then why don't you explain?"

"I just don't think there's any need to explain your boredom." Feng Xue said mercilessly.

"I found out that you are really not afraid of me at all, I am the future leader, you are not afraid that I will put on small shoes for you when the time comes?!" I deliberately said with a straight face, Feng Xue just glanced at me, indifferent eyes, obviously disdainful of what I said.

"If you are officially in office, I am only your clansman, not your servant, and there is no need to act on your face in everything. All I have to do is respect you, so why should I be afraid of you. Feng Xue still said calmly.

"It's very reasonable, but you can give me a good face too." I whispered to Feng Xue.

At this time, Feng Xue suddenly showed a bright smile at me, and when I didn't know why, I saw her suddenly raise her hand and point behind me. The moment I turned around, I immediately jumped out of my original position, just a little bit, and if I hadn't run fast, I would have been in close contact with high-voltage electricity.

"Fly seriously, don't think about useless things." Feng Xue said in an old-fashioned tone, the expression on her face returned to calm, as if the bright smile that had just been short-lived was just my illusion.

"Yes, thank you for your teachings." I jokingly said, looking into the distance.

The glow of the setting sun left only a translucent tail, and the evening breeze blew against my body, and some cold breath penetrated into my lungs, like a flood with a knife washing away the warm and wet internal organs. The feeling of cold drying in the throat is not unpleasant, and I want to take a sip of the warm broth to wash away the cold and dry breath.

My head suddenly became heavy, and a wave of dizziness came, and I was so caught off guard. I felt like the sky was spinning, and my body seemed to be under the influence of gravity, throwing itself towards the embrace of the ground.

In the confusion, a strong force pulled me, the whole person was extremely uncomfortable, and it felt as if my soul was being pulled by the poles of heaven and earth, and my consciousness gradually dissipated in the pull......

"Suke... Suke......"

In the darkness, it was as if someone was calling my name, gradually pulling my consciousness together. I tried to open my eyes, but I couldn't control them, and a rattle in my head washed away my consciousness again.

The bulky shell was dragged along, and the feeling of the upper rubbing against the ground was so clear. The cold wind poured into my soul, and the distant song of the flowers on the other side sounded in my ears, and the cold iron lock bound my soul, and the biting coldness added more to my soul than the cold wind.

It was as if my soul was bound, and the feeling of oppression was so strong. When I opened my eyes again, there was a rope on my body.

With a pair of overwhelmed eyes, I suddenly found myself in a crowded and narrow space, where in addition to me, there were countless souls, their translucent bodies were restrained, and they could not move in the crowded space.

What's going on?! I was shocked in my mind, and I didn't know how to move for a while, so I stood in the midst of the surging soul group.

I finally came back to my senses, only to feel that the top of my head lit up, and another bunch of souls were thrown into this crowded space. Even if I dodge "dexterously", I can't help but collide with the soul that falls. The spirits that had just been thrown in couldn't stop struggling, and the ropes on their bodies kept shrinking as they struggled. It is only when the soul stops struggling that the rope slowly loosens its restraint.

I tried to remember how things had come and how I got here, but my efforts were in vain. And I found that the number of souls in this space was sinking and decreasing almost every moment, and there would be endless souls coming to fill the void in order to restore the original level.

The soles of the soul's feet are the souls of others, and the soles of the souls of others do not know what they are. That's why every time I sink horizontally, I try to climb up, and although I occasionally get squeezed by the ropes, I have to at least save my soul before figuring things out.

I found that the soul will gradually lose consciousness here, and even the most basic sense of self-preservation will gradually lose itself in the surging soul tide, and finally become a member of the crowd, buried at the bottom of the soul without a struggle.

Most importantly, I realized that I didn't use any of my spells, and I didn't have a single thing on me that belonged to me. Many of my doubts were dismissed one by one, and in the end I didn't understand what it was.

When I climbed to the top of the soul stream again, a withered hand suddenly grabbed my ankle, but I didn't struggle at all, because there was no feeling of dragging down, and the owner of that hand must have been friendly.

I looked back at the owner of the withered arm, and saw that the soul of a middle-aged man appeared in front of me, but the soul shape was too thin. It was pulling at my ankle weakly, and it was clearly trying to climb up.

Out of kindness, I pulled it. In a few moments, we both collapsed on top of the souls. It's not that we're tired, it's that we're keeping our balance and preventing ourselves from being pushed underneath. Because of the large stress area, the support obtained will be relatively more. Whether or not it worked on its emaciated soul, at least that's what I thought.

Slowly, it tugged at me, and as soon as I turned my head, I saw his sunken face appear in front of my eyes.