Inside the Lingbo Treading Snow Flying Chariot.
"Bao'er~"
"Promise me you won't get rid of her, all right?"
After Bibi Dong told Xu Feng the secret she had kept bottled up for so long, she grew somewhat agitated. Her arms held him tightly, her whole body nestled in his embrace. In particular, a faint veil of red kept surfacing in her beautiful eyes, which shimmered like starry diamonds.
"..." Xu Feng said nothing, his face full of worry.
According to Bibi Dong, after the massive explosion yesterday, a "vision of the future" had appeared out of thin air in her mind.
In that vision, someone named Tang San defeated her, and a blood-red sword pierced her body. In the end, she collapsed in a pool of blood. Beside her stood Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong. Those two actually embraced right before her eyes and heaped all manner of blame on her, calling her a lunatic and a devil.
Naturally, Bibi Dong could not accept that outcome. She thought it was an illusion, not reality. But when she thought that, a second image appeared in her mind: Xu Feng dying a horrific death at the hands of numerous powerful opponents, without even an intact corpse left behind. It was utterly gruesome.
It seemed to be a warning: she had to follow the outcome shown in the first image, or the outcome in the second image would follow.
Or perhaps this was an arrangement of fate. In the end, she had to die by the sword of that person named Tang San, and anyone who tried to stop it would die. And that day was less than twenty years away.
These images had appeared very suddenly. Bibi Dong did not want to believe they were real, yet she could not help being