The little blood demon walked into the trading post by himself, and Tiga followed behind him. She walked through the intricate corridors and came to the little fox's former office.

Then, on another piece of floor, he skillfully drew special magical patterns with his fingers. Everything was so natural.

A flash of light passed, and the two came to an empty underground secret room.

Beyond the eight neatly arranged cushions, there is a jade table at the end, on which are placed a statue of a young fox and a name tablet.

"There's not even a cenotaph left, so we can only make do with a spirit tablet."

As she spoke, she took out a bunch of lilies from somewhere and placed it in front of the spirit tablet.

“I can’t find any other flowers nearby, so I have to make do with this.

For some reason, the lilies are blooming so abundantly this year."

silence……

…

“The position of the fog layer has changed, and an unprecedented beast tide is coming.

The abyss stopped, but the dungeon did not stop.

"My time is running out. Next time you come, I'll treat you to a drink of Blood Demon's homemade wine. Goodbye, Aying..."

young fox.

Race: Mars Fox.

Real name: Yingqi.

The youngest descendant of the Yinghuo clan and the only surviving bloodline.

…

"You...are back?!"

Tiga trembled slightly, she took off her hood, and the whole secret room became brighter.

Her delicate, fair face, like an angel in holy light, exudes an inviolable purity. She is a light spirit, a conceptual being, and light dwells with her.

Some call her a wingless angel, others a spirit of hope. But…even light cannot escape the abyss…

…

"I've never left, so how can I come back?

Reincarnation only blocks memories, not complete forgetting."

It's just... I woke up a little late. Looking at the lifelike statue of the fox cub, I couldn't help but smile bitterly.