Night falls. The light of the fire under the night sky illuminated a small place, and Ling Yichen and Long Xiyue sat around the fire. Ling Yichen stood still in the distance, staring blankly at the flames, and then said, "Yue'er, did you say that if I died, would you be sad?"

"Why should I be sad? You have nothing to do with me, do you?"

"Also, you're a dragon princess, what qualifications do I have to make you cry for me!"

"You are also the son of the god of war, how can you not be qualified!but, good manner, why do you ask this question?"

"Nothing, just asking!"

This pile of faint flames, Ling Yichen is qualified to compare it to himself, just like this flame, it is disappearing little by little, and he is dying little by little. This world is too ruthless, but who can I tell to, I can only rot in my stomach, and no one asks, perhaps, this is fate.

Looking up at the starry sky, I want to find the life star that belongs to me, but I can't find it no matter how I look for it, because my life star is too dim.

Suddenly felt his shoulders sink, and turned his head to see that Long Xiyue was snuggling up to him and falling asleep, Ling Yichen smiled with relief when he saw Long Xiyue sleeping soundly. Ling Yichen also maintained this posture, hoping that they would spend this night snuggling up to each other.

Unfortunately, this is not the case. Ling Yichen suddenly felt some stuffy pain in his chest, he felt that if he screamed out in pain here, he would wake up Long Xiyue, so he hugged Long Xiyue to the boulder, let her lean on the boulder, and left with his chest covered.

When he arrived at a place where there was no one around, Ling Yichen knelt down, clutching his chest, screaming and screaming, bursts of pain. Ling Yichen's eyes were filled with blood, blood-red eyes, eyes full of killing, and his white clothes gradually turned black.

Qiong Yuan felt that it was not good, so he left Ling Yichen's body and appeared as a human being, using his spiritual power to forcibly suppress Ling Yichen's killing heart. After a while, Ling Yichen's eyes turned back to black, and his clothes also changed back to white, but he fainted, and the abyss returned to Ling Yichen's body. "Well, he's fainted, shouldn't you take him back?" asked Che Li.

"No, someone will come. ”

Qiongyuan is right, there is a person hidden behind a tree, and this person is Long Xiyue. Long Xiyue walked to Ling Yichen's side and said softly, "If you die, I'm afraid it's not just crying." ”

In the early morning of the second day, Ling Yichen gradually opened his eyes, his arms were propped up on the ground, and he was leaning against the boulder behind him, and in front of him was the charcoal left over from yesterday's fire, and he returned here. Long Xiyue sat next to her and said softly, "Are you awake!?"

"Hmm, you brought me back?"

"Yes, if I hadn't followed, I'm afraid you'd have slept there!"

"So, you're following me!"

"I'm not because of it, because ......"

"Because of what?"

"Forget it, it's nothing!"

Ling Yichen stood up, patted the dust on his clothes, and said with a smile: "I'll just say it, let's go, we're on our way." Oh, yes, I heard what you said last night!"

Long Xiyue recalled what she said last night, and unconsciously, she blushed.