After shattering, the crystal gradually sublimated, revealing another space.

The ruins and broken walls, the corpses are all over the field, the eyes are full of devastation, and the goshawk is screaming.

The clear world before seems to be gone, although it is far away, but I can clearly discern that the sea... The jade tower that is far away and enters the sky... And the surrounding glaciers, ice sculptures, all the details do not show that this is the same world.

The ground is shocking, one crack after another.

I had a hard time, and there were crumbling rocks everywhere, and I didn't know where the girl had gone.

I just kept looking until the vision became familiar, and the empty hall in my dream was only ruined and broken, and the black clouds of the world pressed down, as gloomy as a ghost.

Blue butterflies flew past me.

When I found the girl, she wasn't what she used to be. Dressed in white and dyed red, she was holding a demonic blade with purple light, ending the last living life in this land.

It's the picture in the dream.

And the pupil of her right eye has transformed into a bloodthirsty red.

I even forgot it was a fantasy.

I just want to know, what's wrong with this world, Shan Junhuang, what's wrong with her?

Doesn't she live here? Who are these people she killed?!

Countless questions came to mind, but they were not half answered. The change was so astonishing that I was wrong, or I never really knew her, this soul, who shares a body with me.

There was an earth-shattering sound in the distance.

The towering jade pillar broke in response to the sound and smashed to the ground.

The ground rumbled, and the mountains and rivers began to crumble. There were more and more cracks in the ground, walls were falling one after another, thick smoke was rising, and hot lava was pouring out of the ground as if the end of the world had fallen.

The girl seemed unaffected. The mountains and rivers fell before her, and she could not see them, and the goshawk screamed above her head, and she could not hear them. The eyes that had regained their consciousness were as blue as the sea, as if they were about to drown all the endless sorrow in that depth.

I had no choice but to let her walk through a field of flying sand and rocks, and slowly walk into the center of a circle of light standing in pillars of light.

"Boom ......" can't tell whether it is this world or this illusion that collapses. Before it shattered, I saw the formation under the girl's feet grow a huge spiritual power bud, blooming a beautiful and desperate Yimi flower that symbolizes peace and holiness.

I can't be allowed to calm down, and the shattered sky has once again built an illusion.

It's snowing.

Red blood, red snow.

The view in front of you. Empty mulberry mountain, air, become so thin.

What are you going to show me this time... Is World War I nearing its end?

I couldn't tell whether it was the corpse of the enemy or the clansmen, and the sweet blood mist that made people smell disgusting was displayed on the Huangquan Road one after another wounds that would never heal. All the attacks were like a mayfly in front of her: not even her hair, don't even think of touching it.

She is not fighting, but unilaterally abusing and killing.

She didn't need to use a weapon at all, and the spirit ball she could control with her mental power turned into a blue butterfly and swept through the entire empty land. The flying flowers are dyed red, and the sky is full of red snow, like a poignant and desperate dance of death.

Countless creatures crawled at her feet, and countless fragile lives died around her.

Freeze.

In the face of absolute strength, there is no resistance at all. She was no longer the holy maiden, the pure white, and now she had become the parasite of nightmares.

Why kill my people. These people see me as a people of faith.

I don't like who I am, the Empty Mulberry Spirit Girl, who has no freedom in her life.

Extend the lives of others and preside over sacrifices...... As long as you bear the name of the spirit girl, you don't need to dedicate the rest of your life.

Patron saint, patron saint is to sacrifice his life to save others!

However, when I saw Xiao Fengyin, I began to understand the meaning of my existence. I don't have to live for freedom, I don't have to live for myself, but I am willing to live for that kind of sincere trust, for these people who have been taught to respect me since childhood.

The eight major sects were all wiped out, the twelve guards were killed one after another, and Shan Junhuang's eyes had swept towards Yunsheng.

The purple blade hovered in front of her, pointing directly at Yun Sheng.

The empty eyes seemed to swear that it was the supreme glory I bestowed upon you to die under my sword.

The weakened Yun Sheng had completely lost the ability to dodge, and a thin pale green figure flashed out from the side and pounced on him, trying to block the deadly knife.

Just for this moment, I almost lost my soul.

"Don't!"

I forgot that I was in a fantasy realm, and rushed over without hesitation, with only one thought in my heart, not to hurt the wind moan.

"Whew!"

A sharp blade with great might, ignoring distance and resistance, passed through his chest, and with a snort, brought out a string of bright red, soaking through the clothes.

But a figure stood in front of me.

His face gradually became clearer.

It wasn't me who was pierced by the weapon, but ...... Shadow wins.

Shangguan Yingsheng!

Why, is it a shadow? What's going on? Is it an illusion?

I had a cardiac arrest.

The surrounding illusion shattered and reassembled again.

Strange trees are empty, clouds and fog locks, and strange rocks are craggy.

In front of Yingsheng's chest, it was not a knife that passed through it, but a giant arrow.

It's a hidden weapon that flew out of nowhere.

I was clubbing, motionless. Is everything that is happening now still in an illusion? Shadow Sheng, you, are you real?

The arrow was so powerful that it pierced Eikatsu's chest, and then pierced my heart.

I can't die, but the pain is real. Does this real pain in the mouth of the heart mean......

I don't want to think about it.

"I, I thought it was a fantasy, almost, just ...... It's too late to save you. ”

Ying Sheng's voice was already very weak, "Are you okay?"

"Well, I'm fine. ”

I couldn't shed tears when I was terrified. Fool Shadow wins, why rush out.

His broad shoulders fell like a mountain and crashed into my arms, and some slimy liquid flowed into my neck, and his dreamlike voice sounded: "You...... It's fine if you're okay. ”

A sharp pain came over me, and I vomited a mouthful of blood. The heart, which seems to be beating outside the body.

It stood as long as 10,000 years. I lifted him by the shoulder, grasped the arrow, and stepped back step by step, trying to pull out the arrow that had pierced my heart.

But seeing that Ying Sheng had closed his eyes, and the blood stained his entire chest red, I reached out tremblingly, and found that what my hands were stained with was no longer his blood or mine.

I feel so painful, I don't know if it's the wound hurting or the heart hurting.

Don't die, Shadow Sheng, please don't die.