Ten thousand miles away, Zi lengyang suddenly felt a huge pain in his heart, as if some blood vessel suddenly burst. He wished he had wings and flew to the city of eight directions. Ran'er and feng'er, you must have nothing to do, you must wait for me!

yanraner is still kneeling in the city. What about her demeanor? When she is sad, she has the mischief of the wind. When she is confused, she has the existence of the wind. Now she can clearly feel that the power supporting her suddenly collapses. Why does she live? Is there any value for her existence in this strange world? Is she...