This time it took almost a moment to return to the Weaver Girl Palace.

In the blink of an eye, she was already in the side hall of the Weaver Girl Palace.

Layers of veils swayed with the cold wind passing through the hall, and candles flickered.

A waitress brought a cup of thick black medicinal juice, and the taste was indescribable.

Xu Zhibai's eyes straightened, and the layer of lemon juice attached to his heart continued to be full of sour water.

"Don't bother." The Weaver Girl stood opposite Xu Zhibai, waved her hand and swung a white water circle, seeing that she didn't move, her face was impatient.

Xu Zhibai took the medicine bowl: "Can you tell me, what will happen to him?" ”

"Humph!" The weaver girl flipped her fingers, and the water circle rippled layer by layer, turbulent, "Are all human beings the same as you?" It's not enough to take advantage of it, right? You ask me now what will happen to him? ”

"Heh, don't you think you're ridiculous? snatched his heart, and even the last time he stayed here-" She stopped talking halfway, raised her hand, and skillfully held Xu Zhibai's hand, forcing her to pour down the bitter decoction.

The liquid rolled down his throat, as if he had been poured into his heart.

The heart was bitter for a while.

She wanted to say that it wasn't like that.

I want to refute.

only to find that he did not have any rebuttal position.

Hasn't she been using him and exploiting him?

After she knew that the beating heart in her chest was his, she was even more fearless.

In the face of him, there is no gratitude, no return, and some are just used and calculated again and again.

The effect of the drug made her close her eyes in a deep voice, and her eyes were dark.

The maid immediately supported her left and right, and took her to the white jade bed next to her to lie down.

The messy fragments kept flashing in front of her eyes, and all the voices buzzed in her ears.

Xu Zhibai wanted to cover his ears and covered his air.

Her current state is like a virtual body, a virtual body that she can't even touch.

Memories are stored much like movie film, frame by frame in small boxes, and she stretches out her hand to reveal the memory in front of her eyes.

The film wasn't very long, and it could be played at a faster or even speed as she wanted.

To be honest, she didn't really feel these memories, more like watching a movie.

She even wondered if these things could be done by another girl who looked exactly like her.

The memory ends with the young designer falling ill and dying.

Xu Zhibai was silent for a long time, and counted several times in his heart, but he didn't find the courage to stand up and walk out.

I just wanted to pick on this savior, but I learned that this game was actually made by myself-

There is a debtor and a debtor, no wonder Cangjiu will find her.

How did she deal with those people?

Those players who were somehow pulled into this horror game, forced to complete one copy after another, and survived in the system.

Those players who were killed by the rules of the game and NPCs due to carelessness.

Even the NPCs who remain in the dungeon for eternity and act as bosses.

Every one of them was once a living person.

There were parents, relatives, and friends, and there were so many hopeful eyes waiting for them to come home.

When I woke up from my memory, the Weaver Girl Hall had already disappeared for the most part.

The blue-gray morning light poured down from the sky, and everywhere it was illuminated, it turned into a cloud of green smoke and dissipated into the wind.

Outside the hall was a vast fog, and the skylight tore through the fog, casting wisps of light like a real glimmer.

The maids in the hall were nowhere to be seen, and only the figure of the Weaver Girl was left.

"He—where?" Xu Zhibai was dizzy, his stomach twitched, and unsuppressed acid water gushed up his throat.

The Weaver Girl stood in the doorway, the cold wind blowing up her snow-white skirt like a fragile and pale flower.

"It's dawn."

Her voice was very low and soft, and when a gust of wind passed, it was gone, and it seemed that in the next second, her whole body would be scattered in the wind.

The canopy, which had not changed color for a long time, lit up very quickly at this moment, and it had already lit up more than half of the time in two sentences.

The cold white light fell on the hand that the weaver girl stretched out to touch the light, and the hand disappeared in an instant.

Xu Zhibai dragged her into the hall, and asked again in a dumb voice: "Where is he?" ”

"Huh." The Weaver Girl snorted softly, as if she had heard something funny, and a smile flashed on her pale face, "Don't you understand?" ”

"You're going to get your memory back, okay. There is no cold wind vine ghost realm, he rushed out of the sealing array layer after layer, to find it for you, and when he came back, there was almost no good meat on his body! ”

"You are to leave here in a happy way and go to your great future. He did everything he could to make up for your stolen heart, so that it would completely merge with your body and truly become yours! ”

Xu Zhibai's face turned pale, and she knew that this person was a fool, so stupid that it made people feel distressed.

The light of the morning swept slowly but surely towards the two of them.

The Weaver Girl's face was frighteningly white, and the place swept by the light turned into a virtual shadow in an instant, and she grabbed Xu Zhibai's hand stubbornly, as if she wanted to roar out all the incomprehension and resentment of her life, but she could only let out a low moan with all her strength.

"But, why—"

"Why do you get all his attention as soon as you come?"

"Why is it so easy for you to get him to give everything when you don't do anything?"

"Why—"

The bloody interrogation of these words hit Xu Zhibai's eyes, and her steps were weak, she let go of the hands of the Weaver Girl who was gradually losing her strength and falling down, and turned around and ran into the cold light of the morning light.

The mist covered his face, and the air was filled with a certain rotten, dry smell, mixed with the slight stench of flesh and skin being roasted by the charcoal fire.

The light fell on the skin as if it was corrosive, and the burning sting swept over the body almost instantly.

Her throat seemed to be poured with a bottle of concentrated sulfuric acid, and the stinging pain was unbearable, she couldn't care about this irrepressible pain, and shouted: "Chi Yu! ”

"Chi Yu! You come out! ”

"Chi Yu! I know you're still around! ”

"Pool—" Before the fourth sound could be uttered, she saw a figure looming in the mist.

The fiery red robe was very pale in color at the moment, and the hydrogen mist made his whole person look like a cloud of green smoke, as if as long as he blew a breath, it would dissipate in the wind.

Her voice jerked down, her throat choked and rolled, and she ran towards him.

His face was almost whiter than the bleak mist, but his eyes were as clear and warm as ever, and the small mole at the end of his eyes was revealed with the owner's lowered head, and his lips were smiling, like a pitiful frost flower under the spring sun, and there was a shocking sense of brokenness.

The two stood in the white fog of the sky, and when they really looked at each other, the arrogant words on the road were unspeakable.

Her eyelashes twitched, her vision was hazy with a damp vapor, and the tip of her tongue swirled a few times in her mouth, squeezing out a few broken bytes.

“001…… Long time, no see. ”

The person opposite smiled: "Master." ”