Gray space, gray light spots, this seems to be a strange world.

Xie An floated in mid-air.

He looked up and saw only a gray sky as far as the eye could see.

The gray-white spots of light in the sky slowly wriggled slowly, and I didn't know if it was clouds or light.

Xie An looked at his feet again.

It seemed to be an abyss, and I didn't know how deep it was in the black space.

"This is, dead?"

Xie An muttered.

The surroundings were still gray, unsettled, like a rainy sky, and like a gloomy mood.

"Could it be that this is the afterlife?"

"Can I see my father?"

Xie An exclaimed, but soon, he became melancholy again.

There was no revenge, but he died on the stage.

Seeing his father and senior brother like this, how could he speak well.

The space is not quiet, but there are many small sounds.

Those voices whispered in Xie An's ears.

Is it a whisper, or is it too far away.

Xie An couldn't tell the difference.

He paddled his limbs, trying to look around.

After swimming for a long time, he stopped waving his limbs in embarrassment.

It turns out that in this space, you can move forward and backward with only your consciousness.

Xie An didn't know where it was, but he wanted to check the spots of light in the air.

It was his first flight, and he didn't fly without Edgeworth, nor did he ride his brother's sword.

"I wonder what else is in the sky?"

Xie An continued to fly into the air, slowly passing through the dim clouds and spots of light.

But he found that above the sky, there was still the sky.

As dim as ever.

Xie An was not reconciled, and he continued to fly upwards.

He didn't know the time and date, and he didn't know the east, west, north and south.

Now in Xie An's eyes, it seems that there are only up and down, front and back, and left and right.

Through the clouds, it still does.

Xie An was deflated, he floated in the air and had nothing to do, and even felt a little sorry for himself.

He thought that death would be relief, but after actually arriving in this space, Xie An felt that he had no shame to look for his father and senior brother.

He wandered aimlessly.

Soon, he realized something was wrong.

Because the sound in the ears has become higher.

Xie An wanted to ask for a certificate, so he continued to fly upward.

As he passed through layers of clouds and mist spots, Xie An seemed to see blurred light and shadow.

There was a figure floating there.

"Is there really an upper realm?"

Xie An wanted to speed up, but found that in this space, the speed was almost uniform.

There is an indescribable weird feeling.

As he continued upward, Xie An vaguely heard a noisy sound.

Xie An's doubts were kept, because those voices were like the streets and alleys, and they didn't match Xie An's imagination of the upper realm.

As for what the Upper Realm was like, he didn't know.

But he knew that these voices were very familiar, more like fireworks in the world.

Soon, the sound became clearer and clearer.

Xie An listened, carefully identifying, trying to analyze useful information from the voice.

"How can this voice be so familiar?"

Xie Ansheng was puzzled, could it be that another familiar person fell?

He looked up at the sky, where there were figures hurrying, light and shadow floating.

Between him and the figures, there was a thick layer of ice that made it impossible for him to see his face clearly.

Strange to say, there is no wind in this space.

Xie An recalled standing behind his father.

Every time, the gale filled his ears, penetrating everywhere, freezing Xie An's hands and feet cold, and he could only rely on the warm current that his father had crossed to resist the wind cold.

Fortunately, the noise became clearer and clearer.

"Hmph, don't talk about a girl, what if it's a knife mountain and a sea of fire?"

This is?

Elder Han's voice?

Xie Anxin was alert, but when he thought that he was dead, there was nothing to worry about.

He swaggered and continued to fly into the sky.

"Elder Han really loves his son, but he doesn't ......"

Xie An's head was clear, this voice was soft, so feminine.

If you don't know, you think it's a woman.

After a moment's thought, he matched the man's face.

It is the person next to the third prince, Gonggong Liu.

"It seems that the Law Enforcement Hall has long been in collusion with the Xiaoyao Dynasty."

Xie Anxin scolded.

But now that he's dead, even if he wants to do something, it won't help.

This feeling made him feel disheartened, and he wanted to pass on the news to Elder Mo.

However, he didn't even know how to contact the sect.

"I heard the old man say that if he misses something after he dies, he may be able to give his dream to the living person."

Xie An said to himself, since he can trust his dreams, who should he entrust them to?

However, Xie An immediately became troubled again.

He remembered that he was a new soul and didn't know how to hold his dreams.

The voice in my ears became clearer and clearer.

"Gonggong Liu, Ming people don't say secret words, as long as you have a way to save Wu'er, Han will listen to him."

Elder Han's voice was full of anger, and he had already made a decision in his heart.

Their conversation puzzled Xie An.

Come to think of it, Han Lingfei is dead.

That's good news, but it's not good news.

Because Elder Han found Gonggong Liu, the other party seemed to have some way.

"It seems that this little revenge has not been avenged."

Xie An was discouraged and suddenly lost.

He subconsciously touched his waist, but found that the wine bottle was not on his body at all.

Xie An's memory is still stuck in the moment when he killed Han Lingfei.

As for what happened next, he didn't know anything.

Therefore, Xie An didn't know at all that Elder Han's dantian had been sealed, leaving only Yuan Ying to protect his body.

"If you want to save Han Lingfei, it's not difficult."

"Please also ask Engong for advice!"

"Hehe, our family is not a kind of father. You and I are just a deal. ”

"Even so, Han doesn't need to be outside, it's just how to save Wu'er Lingfei."

Xie An listened carefully, can he not say anything about his dreams, but the information of these conversations can definitely anger those old men of the sect.

"It seems that Han Lingfei is indeed dead."

"However, even if it can be saved, it must have to pay some price."

Xie An muttered to himself, he had a feeling of being out of the way.

It's a subtle feeling, like a long-tongued woman in the street.

This is, schadenfreude?

"Elder Han, tell our family, what are you willing to use to save Han Lingfei, right?"

Gonggong Liu's voice came again.

Xie An listened, but another picture appeared in front of him.

A weak, helpless lamb who combs his hair and carries cooking spices with him.

In front of it, there stood a demon head as tall as a hill.

The demon salivated and listened to the lamb's request.

In the other world, Elder Han didn't say anything for a while, as if he was bowing his head and thinking, more like he had made up some kind of determination.

"Han doesn't care about personal life and death, but Han wants to know, what method is Father-in-law Liu going to use to save Ling Fei?"

"Hehe, Elder Han is really cautious." Gonggong Liu smiled coldly and continued, "Han Gongzi's body is definitely gone, but Xie An's body can lie intact on Shenmu Peak!" ”