Chapter 942 also dreamed of his endless meadow, wildflowers waving, the breeze blowing from all sides, the sky, white clouds idly strolling, the sun shining, but not burning, sprinkled on the whole grassland, emitting a pale golden light.

Ji Anning was walking along a path. She squatted down, gently picked off a wild chrysanthemum, looked at it, and inserted it into her ear like a child. She laughed and went on.

Walking, I don't know how far it was. Suddenly, she heard a dog barking behind her, as if she was running towards her in surprise. Ji quietly stopped and looked back.

On the grass she passed, a strong black...