"All right, you two. It's dark."
The old Taoist said no more. There was little emotion in his eyes; he merely glanced at the remains laid out in the mourning hall, his feelings unreadable.
"Let's wait for it to come."
"Wait, let me make a call!"
Qin Manjiang said.
Fu City.
Zhong Xueran rubbed her eyes. Outside, the night was dark and the stars sparse. Gusts of cold wind made it very uncomfortable.
The wind stirred the long hair at her temples. Looking down at the Three Pure Ones Bell in her hand, Zhong Xueran grew a little distracted.
A while ago, her eyes had suddenly changed. Some of the things she saw were no longer their original colors, but after some time, her eyes had returned to normal.
Only after she went to ask the other players did she learn something...
It turned out that the world in everyone's eyes underwent a process of distortion, and the degree of distortion gradually increased as they gained more and more Spirit Pupils.
Qin Manjiang had once said that the world in Yang's eyes had already collapsed beyond recognition.
But that was not the norm. Most of the time, the world in their eyes was normal, but... every morning, the moment they opened their eyes, it was always abnormal.
Tomorrow...
Zhong Xueran hugged her legs, resting her chin on her knees as she tilted her head to look at the pitch-black night sky, with only a scattering of stars.
In front of others, she was always enthusiastic and brimming with energy. Just as her name suggested, she seemed like someone who could set even snow alight.
In private, however, Zhong Xueran barely spoke.
Tomorrow, she would be going to the area where [Wedding Dress] was located. Lately, she had been growing