"Cough cough, cough cough cough, Ah Xie..."

Yu Feng held the little female tightly, his voice no longer as energetic as it had been in his youth, his dark green pupils had become somewhat cloudy, and his weak arms held the person beside him tightly.

"I'm here, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell again?" Bi Xie was quickly awakened.

She tried to sit up, but Yu Feng gently pressed her down, his soft breath brushing against her ear, accompanied by an uncontrollable cough. "Cough cough, A Xie, I'm fine, I... I just wanted to touch you to see if you were still there..."

"It's so good that you're still here."

"I'm scared, Ah Xie, I'm scared that if I die, I'll never see you again. I... cough cough... cough cough... I don't want to leave you. It's too short, not enough, not enough..."

It's too short, this life is too short, he wants to stay with his Ah Xie longer.

Yu Feng let out a melancholy sigh, his rough hands stroking the little female's face, his eyes dark and unfathomable: "A-Xie, I can't bear to part with you."

Bi Xie faced him, not missing the fleeting crimson in his eyes.

Yu Feng's large hand slowly moved down, landing on the little female's neck. His gaze was crazed, but his voice was calm, as if he were asking Bi Xie if she wanted to eat a red cherry fruit, "A Xie, are you willing to die with me? Heaven or hell, you'll always be with me..."

He suppressed a cough as he said this.

Bi Xie slowly curled the corners of his mouth, propped himself up, and gently kissed his forehead.

"Ah Feng, whether you go to heaven or hell, or linger in the River of Oblivion, I believe you will find me. I'm waiting for you." Bi Xie's eyes were gentler than ever before, and his lips moved down to kiss Yu Feng's bloodshot, crazed eyes.

When Yu Feng opened his eyes again, the intense and ruthless emotions in his eyes gradually subsided. His crimson eyes were fixed on Bi Xie, and he expressed his deep reluctance in the drooping eyelid at the corner of his eye.

The hands that were stuck around his neck fell limply to his sides with a soft thud.

Only the sound of one person breathing remained in the air.

Bi Xie's smile remained curved as he reached out and gently closed the pair of greedy green eyes that were locked onto him. He leaned down and kissed away the teardrop, his body stiffening for a moment before warm liquid dripped onto his gradually cooling body.

Ru Hua suddenly appeared: "Host, you're crying? Have you forgotten the Ghost Cultivator's warning?"

Bi Xie paused for a moment, then raised his head with red eyes and calmly said, "I was scared."

"Aren't you afraid when you see someone die in front of you? Especially someone you live with every day, who just tried to strangle me."

Ru Hua rolled her not-so-bright head, said "Oh," and asked, "Host, do you want to leave now?"

"Um".

"Okay!" Ru Hua replied cheerfully.

Bi Xie took one last look at the familiar cave, and then her soul was pulled away from her body by Ru Hua. After the dizziness subsided, she returned to the ancient castle.

Ghost Cultivator Zhan Bingjiu had been waiting in the castle for who knows how long.

The brownish-red coffin lay quietly in a corner of the castle, as if no one had touched it for a long time.

Hearing the sound, Ghost Cultivator Zhan Bingjiu slowly turned around. His indifferent eyes flashed with emotion the moment he saw Bi Xie, but he quickly suppressed it and said calmly, "You did a good job on the mission. You stayed in the last world for 25 years, which is equivalent to 25,000 points."

Bi Xie's eyes lit up. The debt weighing on his heart was reduced by half, and a relaxed smile appeared on his lips.