Parting is always so sad.

It's 23:58, and there are still two minutes left before the time on the invitation.

"You've really decided?"

On the eve of leaving, Aya asked me worriedly.

"That's nature, when do you think I've said big things?"

I didn't shy away from Feng Xuejiao's gaze, so in front of her, I raised my hand and stroked Aya's cheek.

"But it's too dangerous to do this, even if you succeed, once the gatekeeper finds out, you'll be in trouble, and if you don't get it right, it will bring you ruin."

Aya shook her head, and though she didn't say it explicitly, I knew she didn't want me to do it.

"On this day, I've been waiting for a long time, no matter what, I have to give it a go, besides, I promised Wang Yu that I would bring that bastard back and promise someone else's things, but I can't go back!"

I chuckled softly, mixed feelings.

Aya didn't seem to give up yet, she opened her mouth, just about to say something

But at this moment, the midnight bell rang, and in this silent night, it was so harsh.

Hearing this voice, everyone, including me, trembled in their hearts.

The invitation has always been held by Aya.

When the clock rang midnight, the invitation shone brightly.

Although those lights were reflected from the invitation, all the light always lingered on Aya.

It only took a few breaths to envelop Aya's whole body.

Immediately after, Aya's body began to loom.

And the invitation was very weirdly spontaneous.

As the invitation gradually disappeared, Aya's body became more and more transparent.

Seeing this, I didn't hesitate and grabbed Aya's hands.

The moment I held her, there was a hot sensation in the palm of my hand.

Despite the pain, I gritted my teeth and didn't let go.

"Let it go, or you'll die!"

Aya took in my pained expression, choking and trying to shake my hand off.

"I won't let go!"

Vaguely, I was about to roll my eyes.

But obsession with it, I had no reason to convince myself to give up.

"Sister Xuejiao, what's going on?"

Wang Yu and Feng Xuejiao were standing not far away.

Her eyes were blind and she could only hear their voices, and she was a little anxious when she heard that the tone of my voice and Aya was wrong.

However, Feng Xuejiao did not answer her.

I don't know when, Feng Xuejiao's body also became the same as Aya, looming.

She looked very confused and frightened.

Her lips kept moving, as if she was saying something, but strangely, no sound came out.

"Sister Xuejiao, what's wrong with you, talking?"

Seeing that Feng Xuejiao didn't answer herself, Wang Yu became even more anxious.

She raised her hands and groped around.

But it's a pity that she can't touch anything, obviously Feng Xuejiao is by her side, but when she touches it, it's like touching the air.

"How so!"

When I found out about all this, I panicked.

I didn't think about it, even if I wanted to rush in front of Feng Xuejiao.

But it was too late, and by this time, the invitation had been completely burned.

I could only watch as Feng Xuejiao disappeared in front of me with a "whoosh".

"Damn!"

With my unwilling roar, Aya and I also followed in Feng Xuejiao's footsteps.

……………………

Blessings are incomparable, and disasters are not singular, perhaps this is the truth.

Things I never dreamed of happened so bizarrely.

Honestly, I can't believe it, and I can't accept it.

When I regained consciousness, the first thing I did was to scold.

Aya received the invitation, she was transmitted, I was not surprised at all, and I had nothing to say.

I myself despised the majesty of the gatekeepers, cheated privately, and was punished when I "smuggled", and I did not complain in the slightest.

But Feng Xuejiao, she had neither the magic nor the invitation of the gatekeeper, why was she forcibly teleported away the moment the midnight bell rang?

If it would have been sent without an invitation, then why wasn't it sent in the first place?

While scolding, I was also full of doubts.

The whole thing has not been played according to common sense at once.

I'm a little skeptical about life.

After being teleported, Aya and I appeared on an unknown island.

On this island, I met many strange faces and, of course, some old friends.

To my delight, the madman and the strategy are also here.

As for Wang Ba, he didn't see a human figure.

Later, I learned that this guy had already lost his skills, and not long ago, he had just celebrated his thirty-sixth birthday.

When I heard the news, I couldn't help but feel a little sad.

For a warlock, letting him do his work is no different from asking him to die.

Wang Ba is not bad, during that time in Yichang, although he didn't have much contact with him, he still has a lot of admiration for his personality.

Especially later, he accompanied the madman and Lu Xuesong to hell for me, which made me even more grateful.

Wang Ba and Zhao Yier are both mortals.

I'm not surprised that he did his work.

However, I have heard a little about Zhao Yier's fate, and after learning that Wang Ba scattered his work, I had an inexplicable worry in my heart, for fear that he, like Zhao Yier, would be retaliated by the dead soul after the dispersion.

The madman knew what I was thinking, and he patted me on the shoulder and told me to think about it and not think so darkly.

Zhao Yier's matter was just an accident.

The culprit is actually Yan Zhen, this old guy who framed Zhao Yier back then and made him lose his soul in Shennongjia.

The index finger of the madman's right hand was also lost at that time.

It can be said that whether it is Zhao Yier or a madman, there is an indescribable resentment towards Yan Zhen.

I was stunned when I heard the madman's words.

I really didn't expect that there would be so many stories between these people.

"That Yan Zhen, presumably also came, if you are interested, brother will help you take revenge"

I don't know Yan Zhensu, so it can be said that there is no hatred or resentment.

But the madman's business is my business, and when I learned that he had suffered such a great grievance back then, whatever I said, I had to help him get justice.

"Forget it, the dead are great, the past is gone, so why bother so much. Even if he is killed, Mr. Zhao will not come back to life, but will only increase the number of evils."

The madman smiled and shook his head, despite the resentment in his heart, he was very sensible.

"Xiao Xu, I haven't seen you for many years, but you have matured, what you said just now really impressed Yan!"

As soon as the madman's words fell, about three meters behind me, there was a burst of applause, and an old man's voice with a little appreciation.

Hearing this, the smile on the madman's face suddenly froze.