[Golden Light] Tianlong Yin

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She felt herself sinking slowly.

Open your eyes, the unreachable sky above, is it the sky or the water surface?Raise your hand, but you can't touch it.

And she was falling slowly, in the dark blue, farther and farther away from the faint light.

Where am I?Is this water, an illusion, or... memory?

I can't feel breathing, as if everything has stopped, together with time, solidified together, only myself, falling slowly and slowly.

However, I am not afraid, nor feel sad or sad. Surrounded by something, contained, soaked, floating around, my mood is peaceful and leisurely.

It's just... a little, a little lonely.

Let her still feel the loneliness of her own existence.

In the fleeting light, the traces of meteors are drawn one after another, flashing by the side.She tilted her head, trying to catch the passing shadow of time.

What's this?who I am?is this me?Is it my past?

Confused thoughts came to mind.Where is the end of this landing?In that moment, what will she get?Who will she be when her feet are on the ground?

Not knowing when to restart her thinking, she seemed to hear a voice vaguely...

"If this continues, the channel will not be able to support it..."

"We have to hold out until the end, and wait for them to come out..."

What's that sound?Who, what are you talking about?

Her thoughts wandered.

"Wreaths!"

With a low cry, it was as if someone had pulled her, pulling her out of the water all at once.

Yingluo raised her head, and saw a silver fantasy space, a brain, twinkling with light, like stars.

Yingluo was still a little dazed for a while, but the situation was so urgent that no one had time to distract her and answer her many questions.

【Yingluo, stabilize the passage quickly, Qiao Rulai and the others still need you...】

In this inexplicable space, it seemed that such a sentence sounded, and then fell silent.

There was silence, no sound.

Yingluo lowered her head, watching the many silvery white rays of light flickering around her body, rising slowly and blending into the silvery whiteness of this space.

"Is that right?"

She was a little confused.

But no one answered.

In the end she was silent.

Waiting, thoughts gradually settled down.

Even though the silvery-white light spots around Yingluo continued to fill the Wugou Room, this silent world gradually became turbulent.The silvery white walls began to shatter, crumble, and separate piece by piece.

Looking at such a scene, Yingluo felt uneasy in her eyes.

All of a sudden, the stars in the brain in mid-air are all shining, as if gathering the last and all the power, only to bloom for a moment.

A moment later, Wugou completely collapsed.

Yingluo stretched out her hand, and saw pieces of silver light disappearing in her hand.

Beside, someone came.

"Finally, ashes to ashes, dust to dust."

Yingluo turned around and saw that person's face, her memory was a little hazy.

"You are... the teacher of the Scale Clan, wanting to move the stars."

"Yingluo, thank you for your help, Qiao Rulai and the others have all left safely." Yuxing shifted.

And beside him, there was another person, dressed in white, floating out of the dust: "Dharma Guardian, Yingluo."

"Que Zhou... Mister." Ying Luo called out his name.

"Thank you for your last help. You have a magic weapon that can link reality in your hand, before Wugou completely dissipates, now, let's leave quickly." Quezhou said, looking at the mid-air brain, clasping his hands together: " On the way of practice, I would like to thank all the buddhist friends, from now on, I will cherish myself, and I will meet you in the future.”

"Treasure yourself." Yu Xingyi also bid farewell

Yingluo was silent, unable to say goodbye.

She didn't move or speak, and finally, the child raised his left hand in the silver light of the sky.

"Can't we leave together?"

On the periphery of the real gate, the scene was in chaos.

Yingluo's bracelet has been disconnected from the reversed dream, and the Sineng device is broken to the ground, including the reversed dream, completely destroyed.

Yingluo sat on the ground, her face was paler than usual, and there was no trace of blood that belonged to a living person.She was supported by Yi Wuxin, her eyes closed.

At the same time, Yu Xingyi didn't wake up.

"What's going on here? Why aren't they awake?!" Most of the personnel who went deep into the gate of the earth during this war had already arrived, and the anxious Meng Qiusun couldn't help asking this question.

"The psychic device is destroyed, we have nothing to do... But, it is not hopeless, the spirit gatherer... It is very likely that Ying Luo has also entered the space of consciousness. There is a glimmer of hope... But, the longer the time passes, the lower the possibility of this chance..."

Waste Cangsheng said with difficulty.

"Ah!" Yi Wuxin was on the verge of tears, and looked down at Yingluo in her arms, "Yingluo, wake up!"

Over there, Meng Qiusun was still asking: "What about Yu Xingyi? If this ray of life still exists, Yu Xingyi will wake up too, right?"

Waste Cangsheng's face was ugly, before he could speak, another voice that was different from the usual jumping tone sounded——

"What's wrong? How's the situation?"

Young Master Kaiming strode over, his face was deeper than his voice.

Then he saw, suddenly, tears fall from the eyelashes of the unconscious child.

Yingluo opened her eyes.

She saw the real wind, the floating clouds on the swaying treetops, and the distant sky.

Suddenly feeling the coolness on her cheeks, she lowered her head and saw a tear drop down the back of her hand.

As if in a daze, the child stretched out his hand, wiped the tear stains on his face, and then looked at the wet water on his palm, with a confused expression on his face.

"Why... am I crying?"

The child is confused.

Young master Kaiming knelt down slowly in front of her.

Yingluo raised her head and met her gaze.

"Xiao...Ming?" She called out in a confused way that still had energy left.

With this call, there seemed to be a subtle change in the young master's enlightened eyes.

He sighed.

"Because... baby, you are a good boy." He answered her question just now, and then said, "I'm sorry."

Young Master Kaiming stretched out his hand, and Yingluo fell into his arms with a pale complexion.

Because you are a good boy.

However, I am not as nice a person as you think.

Longyin shakes Kyushu