The clear sky suddenly darkened.

The dark clouds were thick, and the black tide was rolling in, overwhelming people.

Jiang Liying did not notice the sudden change in the climate.

She sat in the lounge at the back of the mourning hall, and from her vantage point she could see through the window the back of her son's sudden departure.

Jiang Liying didn't have much sympathy, she took a box of orange-flavored ice cream from the refrigerator and scooped it up.

Everyone expresses their grief in different ways, Jiang Liying likes to eat sweets when she is in a bad mood, and uses sweetness to dilute her sadness.

She thought that among the messages Luo Jia had given before leaving, the most important thing was Bai Yan, and it was also the key to their ability to come to this world.

Back to the last time they met, it was Bai Yan who came to their house in a storm to eat a bowl of small wontons. Jiang Liying was still a little sad at that time, eating a small wonton was so evil.

From Jiang Liying's point of view, this friendship must be marked with a sadomasochistic relationship.

I don't know if the news of Jiajia's death will make the center of this world too sad.

Thundered.

The thunder was so loud that she almost fell out of her chair.

She went out and looked into the sky with a sudden flash of lightning and thunder.

The heavy black clouds completely covered the original blue sky, and occasionally the thunder and lightning shuttling through it were like dense cobwebs, constantly extending and expanding, like a picture of the destruction of the end of the world spread out in front of you.

Jiang Liying looked at the sky in horror.

She came from another plane, perhaps because of this peculiarity, and the thunder and lightning seemed to be about to split the sky apart.

It wasn't a normal weather phenomenon at all, and the fear of her life dissipating when she was on the verge of death swept over her mind again.

She seemed to be dying in the thunder and lightning.

If Jiang Liying had an understanding of this world, she would know that it was the Heavenly Dao forcibly opening the time rewind.

Bai Yan has scattered circular memories, like puzzles missing countless pieces, scarce and withered.

But it didn't prevent him from perceiving that he could control the barren land in the depths of his soul.

He used to use the anchor of the ninth to refresh the new era and drag the world into a circular purgatory, which could quickly weaken himself.

He doesn't want the cycle to be repeated, and he is naturally happy to see the world annihilated.

The bodyguards found that the returning atmosphere of Bai Yan was not quite right, on the one hand, it was the disbelief after learning the bad news, and the determination of the authenticity of Luo Jia's death; On the other hand, he plans to use the remaining unknown power to restart the Time Corridor.

Back to the beginning of the school year, they first met the node.

The sentence "He is not dead, what kind of mourning hall is running" refers to this meaning, in Bai Yan's heart, after the world was destroyed and rebuilt, Luo Jia certainly did not die.

That before destroying the world.

Smashing down a mourning hall that he didn't like was just a very insignificant thing among many madnesses.

The diagnosis certificate given to 951 by the Temporal and Space Administration reads: The Heavenly Dao is at the end of the crossbow.

Bai Yan didn't have enough strength to start the cycle again, which is why 951 was able to relatively easily replicate Luo Jia's relatives and friends and living environment in the final reincarnation.

In the system space, the mission progress is 100, and Luo Jia has been slightly damaged due to the withdrawal of his soul many times, and he still falls into a deep sleep.

After the lamb received Luojia, it was opened

soul nourishment mode,

When Luo Jia woke up, he was a glowing soul body.

And 951 has sent the progress bar and strategy statement of the end of this world back to the headquarters of the Time and Space Bureau.

Wait for the administrator's approval.

As 951 was dealing with the follow-up matters, he suddenly found that the world was crumbling again, and the electronic screen was full of garbled characters in horror.

What's the matter, is Bai Yan you again!?

It hurriedly swallowed the last few pills.

Damn, the familiar feeling of being kicked out of the world, he's been through it eight times, and he really doesn't want to come back for the ninth!

951 wept and looked at what was happening in the world below.

The rumbling sound of the sky is deafening, and in the eyes of the people of this world, it is just the thunder before the storm, but in the eyes of 951, it is the horn of death.

In the center of the vortex, the aura around Bai Yan was so dark that there was no trace of light, and he did not hide his sense of oppression after losing his mind.

The most obvious thing is that both the classmates and Su Yun, who tried to stop it, felt short-term difficulty breathing. This is the most primitive state of Bai Yan after snatching the Heavenly Dao.

What Luo Jia saw was deliberately suppressed.

The surroundings of Bai Yan were filled with chaos and screams, and the entire mourning hall was plunged into a noise and destruction.

No matter how the outside world was, it couldn't affect Bai Yan's joyless and sad demeanor, he crossed the crowd and walked towards Luo Jia's smiling portrait step by step.

The soles of the shoes collide with the smooth floor, making a crisp sound.

The footsteps suddenly stopped, and a long stream of blood overflowed from the corner of Bai Yan's mouth.

Seeing Bai Yan's weakened state, 951 knew that Bai Yan had reached the limit of what he could bear.

This derivative world was born after Bai Yan developed a sense of self, and Bai Yan was a heavenly dao that was snatched by instinct in times of chaos. Only the way of heaven can easily kick out the tasker.

This is a confidential file of the Space-Time Bureau, and 951 also knows the importance of it, and has never mentioned it to the hosts.

951 found that Bai Yan did not stop.

He held on to the only remaining extravagant hope and went back at all costs!

951 was in a hurry and was about to collapse.

After Luo Jia became the ninth, the weakened Heavenly Dao regained the vitality of life.

But it was a long repair process, and Bai Yan must not be allowed to proceed without any scruples, otherwise all their efforts would be in vain!

Bai Yan's behavior is no different from self-explosion, and the self-explosion of a heavenly dao will form a space-time turbulence, affecting thousands of small worlds.

The most important thing is that even if you go back again, it will be a completely new world, Luo Jia will not appear in a new reincarnation, and Jiang Liying and the others brought by 951 will disappear again!

At this moment, 951 desperately hopes that Bai Yan has a complete memory of reincarnation, and there may be a glimmer of life.

Just when 951 was in a hurry, Jiang Liying came to the mourning hall, which had been smashed for most of the time, accompanied by the blocking of her classmates and Su Yun's angry reprimand.

The students almost couldn't recognize Bai Yan, it was not the Yan brother they were familiar with at all.

How could that person who has always been calm and calm make such a bottomless behavior. The rest is not mentioned, at least now no one thinks it's just an ordinary classmate.

Jiang Liying thought of the strange celestial phenomena outside and looked at Bai Yan, who was at the center of the storm.

She shouted, "Let him smash!" ”

The whole chaotic scene, because of the three words that suddenly appeared, was pressed the pause button.

Su Yun looked at Jiang Liying in disbelief: "Mom, do you know what you're talking about, Jiajia is still lying there!" ”

How could she believe that Jiang Liying, who hurt Luo Jia to the bone, would say such a thing.

Jiang Liying turned a deaf ear, and she walked up to Bai Yan, who was standing straight and calm.

At this moment, he is like a god with his ears and eyes closed, and no sound can enter his shielding range.

Bai Yan was speechless, but the mourning that lingered around him was like a desert traveler who had lost his last drop of water.

Jiang Liying's throat was stalked, and a sentence in her heart said without thinking: "I also think Jiajia is not dead." ”

Jiang Liying herself was shocked.

She thought that this passage would be as limited as when she communicated with Luo Jia, perhaps it was Bai Yan's crazy pretentiousness that opened a gap for her to say this somewhat suggestive sentence smoothly.

This sentence of agreement pierced through the fog and awakened someone's almost collapsed consciousness.

Bai Yan's gaze gradually focused, and only then did he see the person in front of him clearly.

Just a few seconds ago, the Corridor of Time collapsed.

When he tried to restart, he found that he was already standing on the edge of the cliff, and the number of restarts he was constantly consuming had made him lose his way back.

Even if everything is exhausted, there is no way to regenerate that person.

A sweet smell came up and was swallowed back by Bai Yan.

Bai Yan was sluggish like a rusty pendulum, and there seemed to be a rusty knife in his body that kept stirring his internal organs.

He blinked slowly.

He looked blankly at Jiang Liying, who was no less grieved than him.

"I failed."

In just four words, it seemed to exhaust all his strength.

No one could understand Bai Yan's words.

But in the hoarse voice, there was a deep despair.

It was the despair of thinking that there was hope, but being slapped on the head and completely knocked to the ground.

Jiang Liying didn't care about the chaos around her, she knew that if Luo Jia was here, she would agree with her behavior.

She heard from a psychologist that grief has five stages: denial, anger, negotiation, and finally depression and acceptance.

Bai Yan is still in the first stage, but his first stage, too heavy and crazy.

The thunder and lightning outside, the drifting rain came belatedly, and the snow fell on the snow-covered lawn with the rain.

Jiang Liying looked out of the gate, and the big stone in her heart slowly fell.

"Do you want to come and see Jiajia?"

The bodyguards of the Bai family did not get new orders and stopped moving.

In the mess, everyone didn't think that Bai Yan listened to Jiang Liying's words, but the fact was that Bai Yan followed silently.

The storm that stirred the lines of the world finally stopped.

951 looked at Jiang Liying with amazement, this is grandma, this is my god!

Bai Yan came to the place of rest, walked to the front of the coffin, and finally saw Luo Jia lying there quietly.

Perhaps Heaven put a thought into making him, and after many days he was no different from his usual except that his face was pale, as if he had fallen asleep.

Luo Jia's clothes were stained with a lot of blood when he had an accident.

Su Yun understood that her children loved to be clean, so she took them off, cleaned them all, and put them on Luo Jia as they were.

What Bai Yan saw was that Luo Jia still had a dark brown cashmere scarf around his neck.

Bai Yan's hands were clenched too hard, and their joints turned white.

He reached out and touched the ends of Luo Jia's sideburns.

Slowly and gently, as if afraid to wake up Lorgar's slumber.

Didn't I make a noise to you just now?

If I am wrong, if you are angry, you will rise up and scold me.

Bai Yan rubbed the corner of Luo Jia's lips, and he leaned over gently.

His kiss, trembling slightly, still did not fall on the lips of his heart, but on the side of Luo Jia's face.

Because he knew that Luo Jia was unwilling.

Until it touches that soft and cold temperature.

Bai Yan really realized.

His kid will never come back!