She stood up and looked around at a loss.

The sky was falling with white snow, and she stood in the endless ice field, the ice under her feet so smooth and bright that she could reflect her figure, and the cold wind howled in the sky, and the snow was white as far as the eye could see.

Suddenly there was a snow-white mantle on her shoulder, and she turned her head to see her sister who was smiling gently at her.

"Why do you wear so little?"

"Sister!" she grabbed Gong Xuanyue, her voice trembling slightly with excitement, "You're not dead?"

Gong Xuanyue raised her eyebrows in surprise, reached out and patted her head, "What do you say, my sister is dead, who will protect my girl?"

With tears in her eyes, she nodded desperately, hugged Gong Xuanyue tightly, and cried in ecstasy and despair.

"Qianzhu ......" Gong Xuanyue suddenly called in a low voice, her voice suppressed indescribable sadness and sorrow, "Isn't it good to be like this?

"Sister?" Gong Qianzhu raised his head and looked at her through misty teary eyes.

"Stay here, Chitake, the outside world doesn't belong to you, so stay with your sister like this. Gong Xuanyue snapped her fingers, and a white rose flower in full bloom appeared between her fingers, inserted into her thick hair, and seemed to be bewitching, "Okay?"

“......”

Gong Qianzhu raised her hand and touched the white roses in her hair, the tears on her face were dry, she looked at her quietly, and said, "Sister." ”

"Huh?" Gong Xuanyue leaned down to look at her gently.

Gong Qianzhu took off the white rose, smiled lightly, looked at Gong Xuanyue's surprised eyes, and the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, "Have you forgotten? ”

“......”

"I also hope that my sister who is standing in front of me alive is not an illusion, but sister, you should be lying on the ice bed of the Seven Absolute Palaces now, surrounded by pearls and fake flowers, and have a long, long dream. ”

Gong Xuanyue was stunned for a moment, and then smiled again, "Girl, what are you talking about, are you having a nightmare? ”

"I'm dreaming, but I don't want it to continue. It is better to face it than to run away, and it is better to resist than to sink. Gong Qianzhu smiled faintly, and the ice ground under his feet began to dance in a spiral shape with countless red and white rose petals, until they were scattered all over the sky, "Although I really want to dream with my sister that this world is full of red and white roses, I don't like such a cold and empty ice field." ”

The illusion began to shatter little by little, and Gong Qianzhu walked in the darkness with red and white petals, and the scene in front of her slowly turned into the shape created in the depths of her soul.

World. Flower. Universe.

......

............

Hongyan looked at the scene emerging on the crystal wall, and smiled lightly and seductively, with a bit of ridicule, "Fusheng, it seems that your illusion has failed this time." ”

Phantom Fusheng clenched his fists, his face slightly pale, "How could this be ......?"

"What's so strange about this?" Leng Yixiu, who had been entangled with the dream pet for a long time and gradually lost his physical strength, suddenly turned his head, glanced at them coldly, and wrinkled his eyebrows, "She's not someone you can control, let her out!"

Ignoring him, a purple light popped out from his fingers and shot straight into the crystal ball.

......

Gong Qianzhu was still holding a blooming lily in his hand, squatting in front of a large field of flowers, bowing his head and smelling the flowers.

It's just a little strange, obviously she has already seen through this is a dream, why can't she get out, but enter another illusion?

Her ankle was suddenly grabbed by a cold hand, she screamed in fright, and the scene of her body changed again, in the huge dark cage, there were countless dead human bones piled high, blood flowed all over the ground, she stood in the river of blood, her ankle was tightly grasped by a white Sensen's bony hand.

She desperately retreated, and the bones of countless dead people crawled towards her as if they had been given life, twisting and struggling to grab her, as if just grasping her could free them from their pain.

She shook her head tremblingly, and told herself vigorously that this was an illusion, this was an illusion, not real, just like her sister just now, it was not real, as long as she was not bewitched by illusions, these things would disappear.

But strangely, why did their screams sound so painful and sorrowful, and why was the hard touch of their grip on her ankle so real?

"It's not an illusion. A huge ethereal voice came from all directions, and the phantom was standing outside the crystal wall, almost staring at her panicked inside the wall, and smiled, "Do you think this world is really as beautiful as you imagined......?"

"Cutting with a knife, burning with fire, pouring lead with lead, this is the cruelty of this world to them......"

Gong Qianzhu covered her ears and shook her head desperately, but the sorrow of the skeleton went straight to her brain, almost trying to break her nerves.

"Their pain is the fault of this world, the fault of the God who created this world......" The voice of the Phantasmaged Floating Life was like a spell, and it was like a huge magic hand pulling and screaming to pull her into the dark abyss that would never end.

It's the fault of this world, it's the fault of God who created it......

She fell to her knees, her heart as if she had been slashed by a thousand knives, and the pain was almost dripping blood. Suddenly he let out an earth-shattering cry of sorrow, and his face was full of tears.

Is the world wrong? Is it the God who created this world?

She trembled and reached out and touched the skeleton that was prostrate on the ground looking up at her, sticky and bright red tears of blood flowing down from the hollow eye sockets, with endless resentment towards this world, with resentment against the God who created this world.

Why don't you protect them? She suddenly stopped crying, and looked at them in a daze, where was the terrible skeleton with countless scars, and it was so sad that it was like a fragile child, helpless and desperate to grasp the only glimmer of hope in this world.

Protect them, instead of the God who created this world, to protect those who have been forgotten by God.

She stood up and looked at her in amazement, her voice trembling gently but firmly coming from the crystal wall.

"I have heard the sorrow of this world. The picture of fear and despair was shattered little by little, and she walked out of the broken crystal wall with her eyes lowered, dressed in white without wind, her long hair flying, with compassion and gentleness like the sun, "Your sorrow and despair will end by me." ”

In place of the God who created this world, she came to atone for the sins of those who had been forgotten by God.