Chapter 483 I'm glad to see you again

…

Qingqiu, the palace of the gods.

Fei Yuan and Yan drank tea and played chess.

Fei Yuan was a little absent-minded, holding a black piece in his hand, and was unable to make a move.

"Are you worried about Luo'er?" Yan saw what was on his mind.

"It's been three years since Lan Cang passed away. Luo'er never mentioned it again after returning from the funeral that day. She looked no different from before, but I could tell that she was sad and depressed for a long time, and she still hasn't been able to completely let it go..." Fei Yuan sighed sadly and placed the black chess piece casually.

Yan looked at the chess game that was gradually losing its rhythm, and placed his white chess piece on the board, ending the game.

"You are in a state of confusion and guilt."

"Luo'er is a passionate and long-lasting person. Lan Cang was the first male she fell in love with. No matter how much time has passed, he always holds a place in her heart that no one else can enter... But Luo'er didn't get to see him one last time. I... I can't imagine how sad she must have been at that time."

"This incident was beyond my expectations, and I'm also at fault for letting you take Luo'er to the God Realm." Yan Jian's brows furrowed slightly, a hint of doubt in his eyes. "Although I anticipated his short lifespan, he should have lived to be 672 years old. He died before reaching 600 years old, so he shouldn't have passed away so suddenly."

"You mean, there's something else going on?"

"Lan Cang has been involved in business and politics for many years. He is a righteous and compassionate person, and has never made any enemies. Even those who disagree with his political ideologies would not resort to such ruthless tactics to assassinate him." Yan added, "Perhaps my divination was wrong. No one can predict everyone's fate."

"I don't know when Luo'er will be able to come out..."

Yan was about to speak when he paused.

"She went anyway."

Fei Yuan understood his words in an instant and was not surprised. He smiled helplessly and said, "Luo'er is a person of character. If he wants to go, no one can stop him."

The words were beautiful, but the person who was most difficult to let go was herself.

…

Sang Luo swore never to go back in time again, but in the end she couldn't help it and couldn't swallow the anger in her heart!

She wants to find out!

After Lan Cang left, the soul connection between the two was also cut off. Without the guidance of the soul imprint, she was like a headless fly, and could only search randomly among the countless fragments in the time and space tunnel. Finally, she found Lan Cang's timeline.

Ruins and forests coexist.

On one side are the ruins of a city that collapsed after the war, separated only by a valley, and on the other side is a lush and primitive jungle. It is an extremely fragmented picture, but it is normal on the border of the Western Continent.

Many hunting teams from tribes climbed through the valley and came to the ruins after the war to look for supplies. Sometimes they would pick up some unexpected gains, such as homeless females.

The orcs returned with full loads and rushed back to the tribe before dark.

On the other side, Sang Luo opened his eyes, looked at the forest in front of him and the stone house building not far away, and was a little dazed for a moment.

This scene is strange, yet somewhat familiar.

She suddenly remembered, isn't this the Koldo tribe?

In front of the entrance of the tribal village, a black-haired young man sat alone on a big rock, with one of his long legs bent, patiently sharpening the long knife in his hand.

He has a handsome face, sharp eyebrows and eyes, revealing a hint of military fortitude. His figure is still a little thin but not frail. The firmness and fullness of the muscles of his shoulders and back can be seen through his clothes. Unfortunately, there is a scar on his face that destroys the overall beauty. He also exudes a cold indifference that keeps people at a distance. No female passing by dares to talk to him.

He seemed to enjoy this solitude and seldom interacted with others.

The young man lowered his head and looked at the polished blade.

A slender and graceful figure appeared on the ground, accompanied by a faint fragrance.

The young man looked up in confusion, but when he saw the person's face clearly, the words he wanted to say were swallowed back into his throat.

He had never seen such a beautiful female.

"Cang Cang." When Sang Luo saw the boy in his memory, his eyes became moist unconsciously.

The girl's gentle call brought Lan Cang back to his senses. He was even more stunned. How could the other party know his name?

She is not a female of the tribe.

He had never seen her, let alone knew her, but when he saw her eyes red and she was smiling and crying, his heart felt as if it was being pulled apart and a trace of bitterness appeared. He wanted to reach out and wipe away the tears from her face.

"Who are you……"

He put down the long knife in his hand, stood up and jumped to the ground.

The next second, the girl hugged his waist tightly. Lan Cang froze and didn't know where to put his hands.

Sang Luo heard the boy's heartbeat hidden in his chest become panicked and rapid, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Cang Cang, it's great to see you again in time..."

“I’m really happy.”

She stood on tiptoe and kissed the side of his face.

Then it disappeared like a gust of wind.

Lan Cang stood in front of the village entrance, with no one around him, but a trace of warmth still lingering in his arms.

He touched her face, the wet kiss and the soft touch made his heart tremble.

But he suddenly couldn't remember what had just happened.

It was like a daydream.

"Hey, Lancang!"

Someone passing by called out to him.

"Today is the day when the females of the tribe choose their mates. It would be so boring for you to stay here."

"I heard that the hunting team brought back several young females today. Let's go take a look."

The young male beasts rushed forward, fearing that they would be overtaken by others!

Lan Cang's hidden injury had not yet healed, and he had never been interested in such things, but at this moment, he took a step forward and followed.

…

Sang Luo opened her eyes again. It was no longer the primitive tribal forest, but a city of steel and concrete. She was quite familiar with the architectural style of this place. It was a city in the Western Continent.

There were abandoned garbage stations in front of her, and many homeless people with ragged clothes and unkempt hair. They were holding expired nutrient solution and leftover canned meat that they had dug out from the trash cans, and they were looking at her, the uninvited guest who was out of place in the surroundings, with all kinds of eyes.

There is fear, there is greed... the vast majority of them have bad intentions.

This was a scene that Sang Luo had never seen in the Western Continent.

This was a slum she had never set foot in.

Sang Luo had heard from Lan Cang a long time ago that there was a huge gap between the rich and the poor in the Western Continent. Back then, she lived with Caesar and Duotu and never had the chance to come into contact with these low-level orcs. It turned out that Lan Cang had lived in such a place since he was a child.

No wonder he accidentally swallowed the contaminated energy crystal when he was a child because he couldn't find food.

Sang Luo was in mixed emotions.

She wanted to try to stop Lan Cang from eating the contaminated crystal.

The most urgent task is to find the Lan Cang of my childhood.

But there are so many people that trying to find an unknown little wolf beast is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Sang Luo searched for half a month but found nothing.

You also have to deal with the cunning and treacherous orcs in the slums.

The strange thing is that these days she could always feel a hint of a prying eye, but when she used her mental power to investigate, there was nothing.