"I..." She was stunned for a moment, with panic in her eyes. At this moment, looking at this place that made her feel extremely safe and familiar in the past, she felt panicked at this moment.
Does the host want to watch the scene some time after your death? whether
The system seems to have cleverly bypassed the scene before death, knowing that its host does not want to recall it.
"Wait a minute-" She took a deep breath, her eyes trembled slightly, and there was a faint mist in her clear eyes. She bit her lip and said, "Can't I go back?"
The host is dead. According to the laws of chaotic space and the identity of the host's space-time client, it is impossible for the host to return to the original plane.
She felt her head buzzing and went blank.
From the first time she received the mission to today, she has experienced fulfillment and regrets, but they are far less than what she feels at this moment.
Yes, she is not willing to give in!
Even though Lan Lingqian had the chance to kill her by dying together, and even though Lan Lingqian didn't exist in that world, she was still so unwilling in her heart.
"Really... is there no other way?" Her eyes were slightly red, and her voice seemed choked when she said this to the system.
There had never been such a helpless moment that made her feel the things she had experienced for hundreds of thousands of years and the abilities she possessed.
In the face of life and death, everything becomes so insignificant.
The host can watch the scene and decide whether to go back. Maybe there is no need to go back. Because if you really want to go back, the sacrifice will be greater than the cost of reversing time and space.
Luo Qingchen took a deep breath, tried hard to control her emotions, raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "Let's see."
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A faint blue light glowed around the bronze mirror, and the originally blurry picture gradually became clearer.
From a bird's eye view, the entire East Palace was in chaos, with black smoke in the sky above Linhua Hall, and the fire getting bigger and bigger.
The rapid sound of horse hooves came from South Street. Before the horse stopped, Feng Qianche jumped off the horse with Qinggong like crazy, and galloped towards Linhua Palace.
At this time, she could see such a scene, which proved that she was dead in Linhua Hall.
Standing in front of the bronze mirror, she could feel her heart beating strongly again and again.
The entire chaotic space seemed to be filled with a burning aura, filling all her nerves.
Feng Qianche kept running and running, knocking everyone who stopped him to the ground. He rushed towards the inner hall of Linhua Hall desperately, huge flames burning on his moon-white robe, but he didn't care at all.
Linhua Hall was filled with smoke and flames. The moment he was about to rush in, the entire Linhua Palace collapsed with a bang.
At this moment, the heart that Luo Qingchen was holding gently fell to the ground. If Feng Qianche walked in, the possibility of coming out was very small.
But when she looked at his almost desperate eyes, her fingertips trembled unconsciously.
I saw him kneeling on the ground with a bang, shouting at the top of his lungs.
The surrounding butlers and guards all knelt down together, and the East Palace fell into a terrible silence for a moment.
A few seconds later, Feng Qianche stood up and rushed into the ruins, starting to dig out the collapsed debris with his bare hands.
They are all wood, iron tiles and glass mixed together.
The blood dyed his hands red, dyed his white clothes red, and even dyed his heart red.
For a long time, he seemed to have dug something out and was stunned for a moment before slowly pulling it out.
Just hearing the sound of 'ding bell', a drop of crystal tear fell on the acacia bell. (To be continued)