"Her soul has been scattered, but the remaining soul is still in this world. Even if it is broken into dust, as long as I gather it together little by little, it will finally help her condense into shape."
"How long do you have to wait?"
"Until I find her location. Maybe a thousand years, maybe ten thousand years, maybe the world has changed. As long as I am still alive, I will continue to search."
"Crazy... really crazy!"
Maybe crazy.
Xi smiled.
But, so what.
From the day Atong died, what difference did it make to him whether he was alive, dead, awake, or crazy
He held up his hands, and the light in his palms shone like dust, and he rubbed his palms with attachment.
Atong, I'm always here, waiting to take you home.
…
The water of the Wangchuan River was gurgling, and every drop of water contained countless evil spirits who died unjustly. As soon as A Dang put his foot in, the evil ghost grabbed him and bit him, causing him to jump up suddenly in pain.
She cursed in a low voice, held up her aura shield, and walked carefully into the river: "... Damn Prince Xi, you have time to fish for Sister Tong's soul dust in the river, but you don't have time to take care of these evil ghosts?"
I don’t know now that this was tens of thousands of years after the Lich War.
The outside world is turbulent and political power is changing. The juniors have long forgotten the tragedy of the Lich War. Many new students have no idea that there were ten suns in the sky.
Honghuang even went through another calamity. This time, the main ones involved were Dongsheng Shenzhou, Nanzhan Buzhou and Xihe Niuzhou. Only Beiju Luzhou of the Monster Clan escaped.
His Majesty Emperor Jun and Empress Xihe also came back from their honeymoon - a honeymoon that lasted ten thousand years. His Majesty Taiyi complained full of complaints. He heard that they had also been to Wangchuan, but they could not take away Prince Xi alive or alive.
-But this time, she might be able to call Prince Xi out of the river.
Many people died in the battles this year, and the number of ghosts in the Wangchuan River increased several times. Howling, screaming, crying, laughing... the sounds were endless. Po Meng was exhausted from making soup. Even though the Naihe Bridge was not a shoddy project, He was almost trampled down by life and death.
She drove away the evil spirits blocking her way and looked up. In the heart of the river, the black figure was already sitting quietly as before.
Adam took a deep breath and looked up.
"...Although I really hate you and don't want to tell you at all, but seeing that you stayed in the Wangchuan River for tens of thousands of years in order to resurrect Sister Atong—"
Xi said: "I don't want to listen to your nonsense either, get out."
Adang almost laughed angrily: "Do you think I want to see such an annoying guy like you? Stop dreaming! If it weren't for Sister Atong's sake, I wouldn't want to come over at all!"
"Then get out and don't disturb Atong's purity."
Adam: "..."
Ah, he is indeed the notorious prince of the most disgusting demon clan in the world!
Why is Sister Atong so blind that she insists on falling in love with him
Her family's Jiejie Wanxian are all extremely handsome, and there is no shortage of obedient milk dogs, wolf dogs, fresh meat, and uncles. She can help Sister Atong introduce better partners!
—But before that, let’s use the prince to resurrect sister A Tong!
"I'll just say a few words to you."
"You have been looking for this for thousands of years. These are the souls of the four continents wandering in the Wangchuan River. But don't forget that when Sister Atong died, the prehistoric world had not yet cracked!"
"There are still some small fragments that fell into other small worlds. After so many years, I have already started to reincarnate in a daze—"
"Prince Xi, I found the largest fragments of Sister Atong's soul in Three Thousand Little Worlds."
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