Lin Fan asked the question that pressed in his heart towards the ball of light.

From the way he came down the mountain, it was as if there were many big people who knew who they were and knew themselves before.

At the gate of the Qian family's sect, the ancestor of the Qian family once said that it was you.

The old Taoist also once said that everything started because of him.

The strongest man of the Desolate Beast Clan even fought with Lin Fan, saying that he woke up because of him.

It seems that they all know Lin Fan.

But who could he be, who else could he be besides Lin Fan?

"In the future, you will know that today I will send you a creation, and I will imprint the enlightenment of my life into your soul, you can feel it yourself at any time, and you may be able to remember who you are, as for how far you can go, it depends on your chance."

Time flies, the wheel of time runs over mercilessly, and the giant wheel that will not stop rotating because of anyone, on the top of the mountain, Ning Yu has been guarding Lin Fan's stone statue for another three years, and in the past three years, Lin Fan has never had any movement, which also made Ning Yu more convinced of his guess.

This ordinary blood was no longer useful to Lin Fan.

Six years have been full of hope and disappointment for Ning Yu.

She looked forward to Lin Fan being able to wake up in the next moment countless times, but in exchange for loneliness again and again.

Six years seems to be a long time for an ordinary person, but in the blink of an eye, but for Ning Yu, it seems like a long life.

Lin Fan's senior sisters also looked for Ning Yu and Lin Fan for six years, but there was no news.

On this day, Ning Yu's eyes were full of perseverance when he looked at Lin Fan's stone statue.

I saw Ning Yu bite the tip of her tongue violently, and the intense pain made Ning Yu bend down in an instant, but the blood flowing from the tip of her tongue was not wasted, and she smeared it on the stone statue.

Sure enough, as she guessed, after the blood on the tip of the tongue was absorbed by the stone statue, the stone statue burst out with an unparalleled light, but this light could not suppress the brilliance in Ning Yu's eyes.

Since this day, Ning Yu would bite the tip of his tongue every day, which was more of a torture and a new pain than pricking his fingertips.

And with Ning Yu's daily behavior, her appearance has aged rapidly, and in just one year, it will far exceed those six years, and now it is her essence and blood that is consumed.

Because of the pain on the tip of her tongue, Ning Yu was in great pain even when she ate, but for Lin Fan's sake, she was still forcing herself.

Day after day, year after year, Ning Yu used the blood on the tip of his tongue for two whole years, and in these two years, Ning Yu could no longer say anything, but Lin Fan could blurt out the two words like the instinct of his body.

Being able to see Lin Fan's stone statue becoming clearer and brighter every day, all of this is worth it in her opinion.

"Lin Fan ......"

Ning Yu called Lin Fan's name softly.

Lin Fan, who was in a dream, really heard what was said in the soft light for the first time.

"Who's calling me?"

Lin Fan was in the middle of his comprehension of the Dao, his eyes were closed, but the call never stopped from this moment.

With the arrival of the ninth year, Ning Yu's tongue had already shrunk, and the blood on the tip of the tongue was about to run out of oil.

At this time, Ning Yu was like an old woman in her last years.

She didn't dare to stay away from the stone statue, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to come back.

Every time the villagers under the mountain brought food, they would kneel down to Ning Yu, Ning Yu was no longer able to eat, his body was weak, and he didn't have any strength, but he took care of Lin Fan's stone statue very tightly.

In eight years, Ning Yu has grown old like this.

What kind of love is this?

Heaven will not save you, and I will go with you.

"I'm dying......"

"When will you be able to wake up?"

Ning Yu's crying voice echoed above the top of the mountain, but no tears could fall from her eye sockets.

She had asked the villagers to bring a Mitsubishi military thorn, and they all said that the blood would flow out of the wound from this kind of military thorn.

One month, two months...... Five months, twelve months.

On the last day of this ninth year.

Ning Yu sensed that his limit was approaching.

After the villagers brought the food again, Ning Yu begged the villagers to help bring down Lin Fan's stone statue, which was the first time she allowed others to touch it.

As if he had guessed what Ning Yu was going to do, the villager called a few more villagers to put Lin Fan's stone statue on the ground, and then put Ning Yu's body in the stone statue's arms.

For nine years, God did not open his eyes and did not bring this stone statue back to life.

This beautiful and touching girl when she first entered the village finally came to the end of her life.

Several villagers knelt on the ground, wept in a low voice and bowed to Ning Yu, and went down the mountain without looking back.

It's not that they don't want to save Ning Yu, but it is a blasphemy against her to say that they should save her at this time.

"Lin Fan ......"

Ning Yu called softly again, and the Mitsubishi military thorn also pierced into his heart.

She had already informed the villagers and asked them to find the Tiandu Ning family and tell Ning Feng, the head of the Ning family, her location.

In return, Ning Feng gave them a large sum of money, but these villagers would not take the money, and if they did, they would be ashamed, fearing that the gods would be angry.

The bubbling blood in his heart began to flow on Lin Fan's stone statue, and Ning Yu's breath was slowly declining.

"Lin Fan ......"

Finally, a soul sound echoed between heaven and earth, for a long time.

These are the two words that Ning Yu said at the last moment of his life.