As he spoke, An Yue brought Ye Baizhi to a place where there was a sacrificial altar.

"I'll take you there."

Ye Baizhi did not hesitate, walked to the center of the altar, and did as An Yue said.

Then the light on the altar lit up and began to rotate.

Then Ye Baizhi saw in the light and shadow that An Yue suddenly started vomiting blood.

"Dark Moon..."

Seeing someone with the same appearance as Rong Jinyue vomiting blood, Ye Baizhi's face changed.

Seeing Ye Baizhi's worried look, An Yue knew that even if it was just because of this face, he smiled.

"I'm fine. I won't die. Miss Ye, don't worry."

As he spoke, he cut his wrist and let his blood flow onto the altar.

Before Ye Baizhi could do anything, she was teleported out.

When Ye Baizhi woke up again, she was in a room.

Ye Baizhi was a little dazed and didn't understand where this place was.

But at this moment, the door opened and a figure walked in.

"Rong...Rong Jinyue."

At this time, Rong Jinyue was wearing noble and gorgeous clothes with dark patterns on them.

When Rong Jinyue saw Ye Baizhi, he was shocked. Then he slowly walked to Ye Baizhi, squatted down, and hugged her. "It must be an illusion!"

“So real.”

"I must be dreaming again."

Hearing these words, Ye Baizhi felt a little sad.

It really feels like I haven't seen him for a long time.

"I am real, not an illusion. Dark Moon sent me here... Um..."

Before Ye Baizhi could finish her words, Rong Jinyue's lips fell heavily on hers, swallowing up all her words and forcefully taking possession of all her breath.