The Shattered Continent

"Nothing."

Lin Lin came back to his senses and answered instinctively. He then hurriedly rose and bowed to Kurumi.

"Young Mistress, why are you here?"

"Of course, I came to see your little girlfriend."

Luo Yunling stood to the side, doing her best to diminish her presence. Even her gaze shifted from Lin Lin to the ground.

At first glance, Kurumi spotted the fragment of true spirit clenched tightly in Lin Lin's hand.

"How did she die?" Kurumi asked bluntly.

A trace of resentment appeared on Lin Lin's face. "It was all my fault. That's why Xiao Lian..."

"Now then~" Kurumi lightly clenched the air with one hand, and the phantom of an old-fashioned flintlock gun reappeared.

"Pay a hundred years of your lifespan, and I'll bring Xiao Lian back. How about it?"

Lin Lin's body shook—then shook again!

He asked in a trembling voice, "R-Really?"

"Mm-hmm~"

The adorable nasal sound made her meaning perfectly clear.

Lin Lin dropped to one knee and held up the last fragment of Xiao Lian's true spirit with both hands.

"Please, Young Mistress, save Xiao Lian!"

Kurumi did not look at Lin Lin. Instead, she turned her gaze toward Luo Yunling, then fired a bullet from the gun in her hand. It instantly melted into Xiao Lian's true spirit.

The true spirit that had been about to vanish between heaven and earth rapidly gathered, reforming into Xiao Lian's soul body. So long as the soul was intact, Lin Lin's methods were more than enough to revive her with ease.

Lin Lin was beside himself with excitement. Just as he was about to rush forward and embrace his childhood sweetheart, the black-red stream of light that suddenly appeared beneath his feet made him stagger half a step.

His essence, energy, and spirit weakened considerably as