An abyss.

It's as if you'll never be able to poke your head out.

The image of the goddess of the divine realm withered in the darkness.

Nianyang couldn't catch it.

What is gone will pass away.

Death is also a sure death.

Whether you are human or God, no one can transcend fate.

Or, fate is something that doesn't exist.

What a sad fact.

"Master, Master......" The shout that gradually faded away was filled with eagerness and joy.

"Zheng'er ......" Even in his dreams, he can still call the name of his apprentice.

"Hehe, Master......" Zheng'er's voice echoed in this abyss.

"Where are you, why can't I see you?" It wasn't pitch black, it was chaos, lost memories were like fragments, Nian Yang tried to grasp each fragment, but it was too difficult, and his mind ached excruciously.

And what suddenly appeared in front of me was a wordless tombstone.

"She's dead. ”

I don't know who called.

"Master, Master!" suddenly became terrible, which made people worry.

"No, don't, don't!" Nian Yang shouted loudly in the chaos, but there was no direction at all.

"Mo Sheng...... Mo Sheng ......" Another voice appeared in his head, a gentle face, a pair of bright eyes. Her eyes were reflecting his countenance.

"Calm down, calm down. It's all right......" Yu Xiaolan shouted softly.

Nian Yang realized that he was sweating profusely.

"Have you regained your memory?" said Mu Bai on the side.

Nian Yang glanced at him, nodded slightly, and said, "Seven, seven, eight, eight." But the mind is very messy......"

"Take a break. Don't think about anything else......" Yu Xiaolan said.

Nianyang gritted his teeth and couldn't help but ask, "Zheng'er, ...... she?"

Yu Xiaolan couldn't bear to look at him anymore. "You have a good rest. ”

"No, I can't. Where is Qin Shuang?" Nian Yang rolled over and got up from the bed, but he stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Mo Sheng......" Yu Xiaolan hurriedly stepped forward to help.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open heavily, but it was Qin Shuang standing outside the door, his eyes were cold, and he was holding the Silver Star Blade in his hand, shining with a strange light.

"Shuang'er......" Nian Yang muttered in his mouth, reluctantly getting up, and walked in front of Qin Shuang step by step.

He grabbed Qin Shuang's shoulders, his hands trembling uncontrollably. "I ...... I ......"

Qin Shuang's body was shaken by Nian Yang, his eyes were blank, and he glanced at him silently. Suddenly, he lifted the Silver Star Blade in one hand and plunged it heavily into Nian Yang's left shoulder.

Mu Bai and Yu Xiaolan didn't have time to react at all, and blood splattered out, causing everyone to exclaim.

The Silver Star Blade was stuck in Nian Yang's shoulder. Nian Yang gritted his teeth and stretched out his other hand, signaling that the two of them should not worry.

Qin Shuang's eyes were filled with flames. "Where did you go when she needed you the most!?hmm?answer me!"

Nian Yang endured severe pain, let the blood flow, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry. ”

"I'm sorry, it's over?" Qin Shuang said loudly. "Zheng'er is dead!

Qin Shuang raised his left fist, but Yu Xiaolan shouted: "It's not your master's fault! Zheng'er's death is something that no one wants. She's such a nice girl, you know we're sad too!"

Qin Shuang glanced at her and said in a trembling voice, "Of course I know, of course I know." ”

He lowered his arm and slammed it into Nianyang's chest. "But she wants you so much! You are so omnipotent in her eyes! But you don't! You don't have ......."

Qin Shuang sobbed, and grabbed Nian Yang's shirt with his left hand.

"I'm so sad, I'm really sad. Why do you want to take her to cultivate, why do you want her to go through this kind of thing......" Qin Shuang knelt on the ground and cried. "Master, aren't you supernatural? Can you bring her back to life? Even if it were my life. ”

Nian Yang opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word, and his body trembled like a sieve.

The two big men cried loudly at the same time, grief-stricken.

After all, some things are still beyond the reach of manpower. And this crying may be Qin Shuang's last extravagant hope, he hopes that everything can be traced, and he hopes that Nianyang can have a way to save all this.

But extravagant hopes are just extravagant hopes after all. Nianyang is not supernatural, he is just a person, a person at the mercy of fate.

Qin Shuang didn't pull out the silver star blade on Nian Yang's shoulder, and walked out of the hut alone, muttering in his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Nian Yang looked at his back, wanting to do something but feeling extremely powerless.

He pulled the blade off his shoulder, the silver star blade sticking to his blood, and the silver brilliance seemed to beat.

"Master ......"

He stared blankly at the blade in his hand, Zheng'er's face appeared more and more clearly in his mind, and the broken memories became more and more complete.

It was a bright smile, enough to warm the cold of this winter.

It's just that he can't see it anymore.

His hands trembled uncontrollably.

"What can I do, what can I do!" he cried out, almost in despair.

Yu Xiaolan looked at him silently, and tears also welled up in the corners of her eyes. "There are some things in this world that can't be changed. After all, we are only mortals, not gods. ”

Even God, there are many things that can't be done.

"You guys, do you know any spells that bring the dead back to life? It's okay to backfire, it's okay to break taboos, it's okay to find materials, I beg you to tell me, I must find a way, I must find a way!" Nian Yang was covered in blood, and grabbed Yu Xiaolan on the side and said.

"Xiao Mosheng!" Mu Bai suddenly said loudly, "I know you're sad. But you can't come back to life after death! ”

Nian Yang raised his head and looked at Mu Bai with a serious face. "Huh. There is no resurrection from the dead. There is no resurrection from the dead. Why wasn't it me who died, hehe, hehehe......"

"You've gone completely insane. Mu Bai said, "Don't do what you can't do as a person, you will only destroy yourself." ”