"I thought... I couldn't wait for you anymore." Bai Shuang buried her head in his chest, feeling an unprecedented warmth.

"Didn't I come here?" Liu Yan closed his eyes and said softly, feeling the temperature in his arms, his flustered heart seemed to have found a home and settled down.

It was the first time he had seen her so fragile. She was such a strong person, but now she looked like a lost little girl, which made him feel very distressed.

"Bai Shuang, do you still remember that agreement?" Liu Yan hugged her and whispered in her ear as if recalling something.

"What?" Bai Shuang's face turned red, and after she panicked, she realized what she had done.

Oh my god, I actually took the initiative to hug him?
"If I help you find what your father left behind, you tell me what you want, and I've found it."

Liu Yan reluctantly let go of the delicate body in his arms, and took out the necklace from his neck. This is what was contained in the box left by the Sacred Heart Dharma Sage. It is a light attribute magic tool. Low.

Bai Shuang looked at the string of necklaces, her eyes froze. She recognized the string of necklaces—a tribute to the Goddess of Light, holy magic equipment, which her father had always worn close to his body.

On that night many years ago, her father's body was sent back, and she never found the necklace when sorting out the relics. She thought it had been broken along with her father, but she didn't expect it to be here.

"Are you injured?" Liu Yan looked at Bai Shuang's outstretched blood-stained right hand and asked nervously with his eyebrows lowered.

"It's okay." Bai Shuang turned her head and whispered.

"It's okay, such a big cut, if it is not handled carefully, it will leave scars." Liu Yan raised his head and gave her a reproachful look, as if blaming her for being so careless.

Bai Shuang watched him hold her palm carefully and examine her wound, the tip of his nose suddenly became sore, he had said this to her in the past, but never moved her so much as now.

Just as Liu Yan was in a hurry to find the potion and bandages from the satchel, a warm and white light shot out from Baishuang's palm, both of them were attracted by the necklace.

The wound on Bai Shuang's hand healed rapidly under the bath of the holy light, and soon, except for the blood on the palm, no wound could be seen, not even a scar left.

In a secluded corner of Tingchao Valley, a dying young man was lying on the ground covered in blood and scars all over his body.The darkness enveloped him, and his chest did not heave, making one wonder if he was a dead person!

Suddenly, the young man blinked his eyelids but did not open them. His face looked angry as if he remembered the very infuriating past.

"Light? What a nasty thing."

His body is obviously young, but his voice is incomparably old, his throat seems to be mixed with wind and snow.

Shadow Saint's consciousness is recovering, but at the same time another consciousness is also awakening.

"Let's die together!" The young man's voice cut through the silence.

"Hmph, hahahahahaha." The old voice once again occupied the body, and there was a burst of wanton laughter, which was terrifying no matter how heard it was in the darkness.

"Do you really think that I can't do anything with you?" The blood-stained young man let out a shocking roar of anger, and at the same time something like black mist emerged from the seven orifices of the body.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh what did you do?"

"A small price, but enough to make you ashes! Fly! Smoke! Extinguish!"

In the darkness, the young man lowered his hands, and an old voice that didn't match his face came out of his throat, and his red eyes seemed to pop out of their sockets.

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