I watched the city’s long and long gaze for centuries, as if I had passed through time and stayed at this moment.

I don't know whether that compassionate expression was told for this city, this land, or this era.

The sea of ​​fire in the clouds is burning out the last inch of light.

But the battle above the ground—

But it has already ended.

...

The silence of nothingness.

Endless depth.

Fang Zhu moved his finger gently.

He seemed to be wandering from the boundary between dreams and reality, and was above a point in a distant time.

And at that point...

In the dark, the turbulence of fate is staying at a certain moment, and the light and shadow unfold, forming a scene that looks like a fantasy and real.

The sky was covered with gloomy clouds and towering giant trees, and the crown was like a shadow of dark clouds, falling countless dead leaves from above the sky.

Fang Zhu saw a face.

In the darkness, she was so exquisite that she was extraordinary. She just closed her eyes gently, her long eyelashes were still moving, and she sat quietly by the water.

She lowered her head, and her long ebony-like hair hung into the water like silk threads, one thread after another, soaking into the water surface, but it was not stained with dust at all.

But just as Fang Yu's eyes intersected with him.

The other party suddenly raised his head:

"The person who knocked on the door."

"Who are you?"

Cold and quiet.

There was a hint of clarity in the question.

But before Fang Yu could speak, all these pictures shattered in front of him, and the turbulent memories surged back like a tide, like flashing mirrors, pouring into her mind with countless pictures.

At that moment, it seemed like time was reversed.

Let him go back to a previous scene.
Chapter completed!