Spring and Autumn (II)

Who is he?

In the past, Sandy would only have one answer, and that was Su Xuan.

He is the king of the demon world, a person with awakened heavenly spiritual roots, and her mortal enemy.

It’s Su Xuan.

But now it's different. When the poison inflicted by Jian Zong was removed by Ling Yin, Sang Dai spat out the black blood, and all her lost memories were restored. For a whole month, before the Demon Palace, she and Su Xuan had been together for thirty days.

"Sandy, who am I? Tell me."

Not getting a response from the sword cultivator, Su Xuan asked again, his voice dull and urgent.

Sandy finally reacted, looking at the face that had grown a lot compared to what she remembered.

She whispered, "You are a little fox."

Su Xuan's eyes suddenly turned red.

"I thought you would never remember it again in your lifetime."

"sorry."

"It doesn't matter. I won't forgive you. I'm angry."

"I'm sorry, Su Xuan."

Su Xuan turned his head away, breathing unsteadily. Fireworks were still being set off in the night, and Sang Dai was sitting next to him.

He was still holding her wrist, his hands were shaking, his body was shaking too, the moonlight was shining on her silver hair, and the colorful fireworks also added some brightness to it.

"How could you forget me..."

His voice was trembling, full of endless grievance.

Sandy did not struggle, but let him hold her wrist tightly.

She closed her eyes and sighed.

"I'm sorry, Su Xuan."

How long has it been? A full one hundred and twenty years.

She had forgotten him for so many years. Only Su Xuan remembered their agreement and Sang Dai's acquaintance with him.

When Sandy was ten years old, Ying Heng abandoned her and defected from the Sword Sect.

A few years later, the defected Ying Heng was "executed" in the demon realm.

When everyone was clapping their hands and cheering that the traitor had been eliminated, only Sandy hid in the bamboo house and cried for a whole day. The next day, she packed up everything and was still the cold and noble eldest daughter of the Sword Sect.

Sang Dai went down the mountain on the pretext of gaining experience in the secular world, and then went to the demon realm alone to collect the body of Ying Heng.

But Yingheng had already died, let alone a body. Sandy searched for a full half month, but in the end she only found a piece of rag.

The breath of Ying Heng still remains on it.

In the midst of the heavy snow, she held the piece of cloth. That rare heavy snow was the first time she had ever seen snow in her life. She looked up blankly and let the snowflakes fall on her face.

At that time, Sandy had not yet learned to conceal her emotions. Realizing that Yingheng might really be dead, she knelt on the ground, bursting into tears. Her cry was as desperate as that of a trapped beast. The heavy snow fell on her body and then drifted into her heart.

“Master…Master…”

She was covered with heavy snow, and from a distance she looked like an ice sculpture.

Sandy cried for a whole half day, and in the end her tears dried up. Only the heavy snow on her body and the tear marks on her face were left to testify to her despair.

She stood up shakily. Under the dim sky, she was the only one at the vast border of the demon realm.

The jade token on her waist rang, and Sandy picked it up numbly.

"There is an evil spirit in Dingnan City. Are you nearby?"

Sandy said in a hoarse voice: "Not far from there."

"Then get rid of the evil."

"Um."

He didn't even tell her about the realm of evil. Jian Zong always trusted her. At that time, Sandy had not even reached the Golden Core stage, but she had killed Golden Core demon cultivators across the border.

She put away the cloth and wiped the tears from her face. At that time, she couldn't teleport yet and could only use the sword.

"Knowing the rain."

The Zhiyu Sword came out across the sky.

"Let's go to Dingnan City."

But Rain Sword did not move.

The always obedient Zhiyu Sword stood there humming, with the hilt pointing in a certain direction. Sandy frowned immediately.

"You said there are people with awakened heavenly spiritual roots here?"

Zhiyu: "Yes, and he is seriously injured and seems to be dying."

Sang Dai's heart suddenly lifted up. There were only seven people with awakened heavenly spiritual roots in the entire four realms. All of them were people that the various sects tried their best to protect and teach. Who in the four realms dared to kill them?

She took out the jade token: "Brother Shen, I need you to do me a favor."

Shen Ciyu replied quickly: "You go ahead."

"There is an evil spirit in Dingnan City, but I have something to do and can't go there right now. Can you go there for me?"

"Okay, I'm not far from there, I'll go over now."

"Thank you for your help."

Sang Dai snapped the jade token cleanly and jumped onto Zhi Yu's sword: "Zhi Yu, go!"

The Zhiyu Sword shuttled through the heavy snow. This place was too far away from the Kongsang Realm, and the recent fluctuations in the spiritual veins of the Kongsang Realm had affected the border of the Demon Realm. It had been snowing heavily for more than ten days.

The Zhiyu Sword finally stopped near a cave. Sang Dai looked at the restriction at the door with her brows furrowed.

"You said that the person with the awakened heavenly spirit root was imprisoned in there?"

Zhiyu: "Yes, and here there is..."

Sandy's face turned completely cold: "There is a spiritual vein here."

Inside the cave, there is a huge fluctuation of spiritual veins. That is the spiritual vein derived from the Guixu spiritual vein, which is used for cultivation in the four realms.

Because it is a spiritual vein derived from the Guixu spiritual vein, it is also friendly to those with awakened heavenly spiritual roots. The restriction at the door is nothing to Sandy, and she can enter easily.

After entering the restriction, the rich aura of the heavenly spiritual root became particularly clear, and it surged towards Sandy.

"Heavenly grade...fire spiritual root?"

The one with heavenly fire spiritual roots is the prince of the demon world, Su Xuan.

Sandy was at a loss, and the spiritual root seemed to be saving itself. It came behind Sandy and urged her to move forward, slowly entering the spiritual vein realm of the demon world.

The spiritual veins derived from the Guixu Spiritual Vein are not as large as the Guixu Spiritual Vein, but thousands of spiritual veins are intertwined together, shining with golden light, like shooting stars.

The spiritual veins provide support for the cultivation of tens of millions of people in the demon world, and flow through the entire demon world like a dark river.

But Sandy felt a chill run down her spine.

She looked towards the spiritual veins that were intertwined into a giant tree.

A man was hung and kneeling on the ground, with a wide chain passing through his shoulder blades and piercing his wrists. His body was covered in blood and had countless cuts. In each tiny wound, there were several golden threads connected to the spiritual veins behind his body. The bright red blood flowed along the golden threads to the spiritual veins behind his body.

It's like it's parasitic on him.

He lowered his head, had a slender figure, and was naked on the upper body. His long silver hair hung down, covering his muscular body. But judging from his figure, he did not look like an adult, but a teenager.

Sandy was gasping for breath and couldn't even hold the sword in her hand.

Her voice was soft, but it woke up the young man who had his head lowered, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

He slowly raised his head, as if he had not moved for a long time, and his movements were stiff. Every movement caused the chain to shake, and more blood fell and was absorbed by the golden thread that protruded from his spiritual veins.

A pair of glass-colored eyes, without any emotion, cold and murderous, looking at her as if he was looking at a dead person.

He opened his lips lightly: "A person with a heavenly spiritual root awakening, and a lightning spiritual root. You are Sword Sect Sang Dai."

It was easy to identify her, and Sandy could recognize him as well.

"The prince of the demon world...Su Xuan?"

Long-term imprisonment and constant torture made Su Xuan look nothing like a prince. His body was covered in dried blood, his silver hair was also stained with blood, and his white pants had long been stained red by the remaining blood. He looked like he had been fished out of the blood.

Countless golden threads were sucking his blood and feeding it back to the spiritual veins behind him, providing absorption for the slightly weakened spiritual veins, so that the cultivators in the entire demon world could continue on the path of cultivation.

Su Xuan sneered: "I advise you to get out as soon as possible. People from the demon world come every day. You haven't formed your elixir yet. The dogs in the Twelve Palaces like weak but powerful cultivators like you the most."

Sandy's sword fell to the ground with a thud.

She understood.

The Guixu Spiritual Vein was destroyed, and the spiritual veins derived from the Guixu Spiritual Vein in the cultivation world are gradually weakening. The twelve elders of the demon world love war, and the demon world has suffered too much loss of military force in recent years, and the spiritual veins are almost exhausted. But the demon world has not yet found a new spiritual vein, and if this continues, it will be completely exhausted sooner or later.

The spiritual roots of those who have awakened their heavenly spiritual roots are bestowed by Guixu. Their flesh and blood... actually have powerful vitality that can activate the spiritual veins that nourish the demon world.

The demon world uses the flesh and blood of those who have awakened their heavenly spiritual roots to supply the demon world's spiritual veins, so that the demon world's spiritual veins will not dry up and will always have vitality.

The spiritual power cultivated by the demon cultivators comes from Su Xuan's flesh and blood.

Sandy looked at him and saw the gray and cold emotion in his eyes.

Mingming is just like her, only in his teens.

Zhiyu told her in the Sea of ​​Consciousness: "He is dying. His blood has been almost sucked dry. He has been locked up for at least two years."

Two years was exactly the time when the Guixu spiritual vein was destroyed.

Sandy almost rushed forward and cut off all the golden threads passing through Su Xuan's body with one sword.

The two chains were made of black iron, but they shattered under the sword light of Zhiyu, the world's number one swordsman.

Having lost the strength to support himself, Su Xuan fell forward. Sang Dai knelt on the ground to catch him. The boy's jaw hit her shoulder hard, causing injuries all over her body. She groaned in pain.

Even though he was just a young boy, the nine-tailed fox clan had been known to be tall since childhood. He was much taller than her and much heavier. Sandy almost had to use brute force to hold him up.

Su Xuan didn't even have the strength to raise his hands. He smelled the fragrance of the girl and said viciously, "Let me go, get out!"

Sandy gritted her teeth and carried him up: "It's rare to see someone with a heavenly spiritual root like you. You will die if you stay here."

"Is it your business?"

"Are you willing?"

The boy was silent.

Sandy turned her head to the side. The swordsman's eyes were red, and it was obvious that he had been crying for a long time.

Her expression was cold, and she said, "Are you willing to accept this? You are clearly a person with awakened heavenly spiritual roots, and you could have become a powerful being in the four realms, but you are locked up here. They cut open your body, used your flesh and blood to support the demon cultivators, and took them to war. The demon world suffered heavy casualties, and you died in a place where no one knew about it. You have been used your entire life."

"Su Xuan, are you willing? You are a person with awakened spiritual roots. You are a gift from Guixu to this world. No one is qualified to treat you like this."

Is he willing?

He was unwilling to accept it.

Being locked up here, in the darkness, with only golden threads sucking his blood and sharp blades cutting his body again and again, those people spit on him, brainwashed him, and told him that as a person with awakened heavenly spiritual roots, he should sacrifice himself for the four realms.

But she said he was a gift.

Su Xuan did not struggle, did not refuse, and did not agree.

The girl tried to lift him up again and again, but was unable to do so due to his injuries.

It was not until a long time later that Su Xuan suddenly spoke: "Take me and run away, or you will be hunted down by the demon world."

Sandy's body was covered in his blood. She looked at him coldly and said, "There are still three other realms. If not, I will take you to the fairyland. We in the fairyland will not sacrifice monks."

At that time, she trusted the fairy world the most.

Su Xuan lowered his eyes and was silent for a long time. After Sandi tried to carry him again and failed, he took the initiative to shrink his body and became the size of a nine-tailed fox cub.

"I will take you away," Sandy promised.

She took out clean clothes from her Qiankun bag, wrapped the nine-tailed fox in the clothes, and ran wildly holding the young Fox Sword.

Blood continued to flow out of Su Xuan's body, staining her clothes red. Su Xuan thought, such beautiful clothes were soiled by him. If he had the chance, he would compensate her.

Su Xuan doesn't like to owe others.

Not long after Su Xuan was rescued, he was discovered by people from the Twelve Palaces who came to investigate. The elders of the Twelve Palaces were panicked and furious, and sent troops to hunt them down.

Su Xuan said indifferently: "Put me down, I will escape by myself, you can go back to the fairyland."

Sandy gritted her teeth and looked at the nine-tailed fox in her arms: "I'm telling you, little fox, can you shut up? Don't you know that you're spitting blood when you open your mouth?"

Su Xuan was choked.

But Sandy's face remained calm. She changed into new clothes and picked him up.

Su Xuan said awkwardly: "No need for new clothes, your clothes are all dirty."

As Sandy ran towards the fairyland, she said, "I may be poor, but I can afford even a piece of clothing."

They didn't dare to take the main road, so Sandy could only take him around the mountain roads, leaving behind false signs to mislead the elders of the Twelve Halls.

Sandy was too smart. The wrong marks she left behind prevented the elders from the Twelve Palaces from running away several times, and also bought them a lot of time.

At that time, they had not yet formed their Dan, so they could not teleport and had to take a detour. The journey to the fairyland, which originally took only ten days, now took much longer.

The swordsman was very kind to the little fox. He gave him the best elixirs, wiped the blood for him every day, and never abandoned the little fox from beginning to end.

Su Xuan said many times: "Put me down, you can walk on your own."

Sandy always said fiercely: "Please shut up, I will never abandon you."

She would never, ever, ever abandon her friends.

Sandy kept saying that.

The little fox is Jian Xiu's first friend.

At first, Sandy ran with the little fox in her arms. Later, the little fox's wounds healed slowly and it grew into a tall and slender young man.

The lines of his naked upper body were smooth, and his loose silver hair was as silky as silk. After being repaired by the sword for half a month, even his hair had become much shinier, and most of his wounds had scabbed over. The self-healing ability of those with awakened heavenly spiritual roots was also different from that of ordinary people.

Sandy blushed and threw her clothes to him: "You, you put them on--"

Su Xuanqi laughed and approached her a few steps: "I wear yours? Where do you think I can wear it?"

Sandy turned her head away, her ears red, and when she sensed his approach, she pushed him subconsciously: "I'll go buy you some clothes!"

The girl's palm was placed on the boy's chest, right on his heart. She could clearly feel his hot body temperature and his fast beating heart.

Both of them were stunned.

Sandy: "I didn't mean to do that!"

She suddenly withdrew her hand, opened the window and jumped out from the third floor.

"Sande!"

Su Xuan was so frightened that he almost lost his soul. He hurriedly leaned on the window to look, but he saw that the figure had disappeared into the crowd and ran away, running like a rabbit.

It's okay, that's all.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and when the cold wind blew, he realized his heartbeat was erratic, and -

Two silver ears popped out from the top of its head.

The little fox thought, the sword cultivator is really...

cute.

The swordsman bought the little fox some clothes for young people, and the little fox suddenly turned into a spirited young man, with his silver hair tied into a ponytail with a headband. His handsome and bold appearance could not be ignored.

It’s really beautiful.

Sandy drank a bottle of water in one breath, and Su Xuan seemed not to notice the swordsman's shyness and sat down beside her.

The little fox said awkwardly: "The people from the demon world haven't chased us here yet. Now my spiritual power has recovered a lot, and I can fight with you. You...you can rest assured, and I will keep watch from now on."

The swordsman tucked himself into the quilt and replied muffledly, "If there is any movement, you must wake me up."

The little fox took a sip of water and responded: "Yeah."

The swordsman was silent for a while, then said, "Good night, little fox."

Little Fox: "...Good night."

The young man glanced at the bulge in the brocade quilt on the couch, and after a long moment, he suddenly lowered his head and curled his lips.

The sound is very soft:

"Sande."

Good night.

In the early morning, Jian Xiu and the little fox set out on the road of escape again.

The road to the fairyland was too far, so the little fox transformed into a big fox and carried the sword on its back.

"Go to sleep, I'll take you home."

Sandy hugged his tail tightly and said reassuringly: "Okay, then if you get tired, wake me up and I will take care of you."

"good."

In fact, Su Xuan never woke up Sang Dai, whether he was on guard at night or on the road during the day.

The way home was too long, but fortunately, the people from the demon world never caught up with us.

They did not find it strange; they just thought they had shaken off their pursuers and felt lucky.

At that time, they were too young to understand what scheming was, what it meant to be——

Sit back and wait.

The swordsman and the little fox accompanied each other all the way, being shy but taking care of each other attentively.

On the 30th day, they finally stepped into the realm of the fairyland.

Sandy looked at the towering mountains in the distance, shrouded in mist, and was so excited that she almost cried.

"Look, that's Tianque Mountain, the territory of the Sword Sect. I'm the eldest daughter of the Sword Sect. Believe me, I will definitely protect you!"

"The Immortal Alliance is very reasonable. You have not participated in the war between the demon world and the immortal world. You are also a person with awakened spiritual roots. The world will not tolerate the sacrifice of spiritual veins. They will definitely protect you."

"When you join the Sword Sect, we can fight against evil together. I hope there will be no more wars in this world, and you demons will no longer fight with us immortals."

Everything is beautiful

During that month, Su Xuan heard her talk countless times about how fair the Immortal Alliance was and how good her senior brothers and sisters from the Sword Sect were to her.

He also trusts the fairy world.

Sang Dai led him by the hand and came to the inn at the foot of the mountain. She settled him down and said, "The Sword Sect has a mountain protection formation. It is difficult for you to enter as a demon. Wait for me to go back and report to my parents. Mid-Autumn Festival is in a month. Can we celebrate it together then?"

Su Xuan crossed his arms and looked at the sword cultivator who was in high spirits. He couldn't help but smile and said, "We in the demon world will set off fireworks during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Let's go watch the fireworks together?"

Sandy smiled and nodded: "Okay!"

She turned to leave, and just as she was about to step out of the door of the inn, the young man called her.

The swordsman looked back, his features were beautiful.

The boy's heart was beating fast, and he said to her softly, "Daidai, I'll wait for you."

He called her, Dai Dai.

Sandy smiled and replied: "Little fox, I will come to take you home."

The little fox sat on the windowsill, looking at the towering mountains in the distance, waiting and waiting until the moon rose and night came.

When he heard footsteps behind him, a smile appeared on the boy's lips.

He felt that he had waited for the fairy who belonged to him alone.

"Dade, you're here——"

The words were cut off by a spear piercing his chest.

The young man fell from the window, knelt on one knee on the ground, covered the bloody hole in his chest and coughed violently, his bloodshot eyes staring at the twelve elders of the palace who were walking towards him.

Each of them is in the Yuanying realm.

"What do you have to fight with as a teenager?"

He fought until his veins were broken and he didn't even have the strength to breathe. The clothes that Jian Xiu bought for him were stained with blood. The boy struggled as he was carried away and looked at the mountains outside the window.

His swordsman lived on the mountain.

"Dade..."

When he was locked in the dungeon again, the chains passed through his body again, and the golden threads sucked his flesh and blood and fed it back to the spiritual veins of the demon world. During that dreadful year, he wondered if Sandy would find that he was missing when she returned to the inn, and would she be foolish enough to go to the demon world alone to save him?

He felt that Sandy would do this, and on the one hand he didn't want her to come, but on the other hand he longed to see her again.

After waiting for a long time, a year has passed.

Didn't wait for his sword repair.

What he got was the news that the demon world wanted to extract his spiritual roots and sacrifice them to the Guixu Fairyland.

When the man with the knife walked towards him, the man who had kept his head down and did not move for a year suddenly raised his eyes, with murderous intent in his eyes.

He thought, he couldn't die.

Even if he was going to die, he would crawl out and see her one last time.

He hadn't watched the fireworks with her yet, nor had he compensated her for her damaged dress.

I haven't gone home with her yet.

But he didn't know that the swordsman he had been thinking about had also experienced despair.

Sang Dai ran back to the mountain excitedly and told her parents about it, but Sang Wenzhou and Mrs. Shi sat on the platform with indifferent expressions.

They said: "The demon world has already sent people to the fairy world. This is the demon world's business. The Sword Sect should not interfere."

"What..."

Sandy realized something with horror, drew her sword and ran down the mountain.

Sang Wenzhou struck her on the back with his palm, and Sang Dai fell to the ground, watching her parents coming over with a bowl of medicine.

"You have been out for a month, and the toxins in your meridians have not yet been cleared. Someone, let the young lady bleed."

The sharp blade cut her wrist, releasing a bowl of blood. Sang Daihun was too weak to struggle to save Su Xuan, but Madam Shi grabbed her jaw, forced her to open her mouth, and poured the bowl of poison that stripped her spirit roots into her mouth.

Mrs. Shi held Sandy, who was confused after drinking the medicine, and put her face against her forehead, saying softly: "Daidai, be good, this is for your own good, for your practice. You are a heavenly spiritual root awakener, you are the pride of the Sword Sect."

But Sandy had only one idea in her mind.

——Little fox, run.

Jian Zong gave her cartilage powder, and she was unable to move for half a month. She was desperate and collapsed, but all she got was a bowl of medicine brought by Madam Shi.

"Daidai, you have been confused lately. Auntie has prepared some medicine for you. Drink it and you will be fine."

That was the poison that made her forget Su Xuan.

There was only one Forget-Me-Not Grass left in the world at that time. The Sword Sect spent a large sum of money to buy it and poisoned her. Afterwards, the elders searched her soul and erased all the memories belonging to Su Xuan in her sea of ​​consciousness, making her forget what happened that month.

After Sandy was fed the bowl of poison, she fell into a coma for a full half month.

The day I woke up again was the Mid-Autumn Festival.

A-niang told her that she was possessed by a fierce ghost some time ago and had lost her memory for a period of time.

Sandy believed it.

But when I put on my clothes and looked at the full moon outside the window, I felt confused again.

Something was guiding her, and she walked out of the bamboo house unconsciously.

Shen Ciyu, who came to visit her, was shocked to see that she had lost her mind and was standing on the edge of the mountain top. He thought that the fierce ghost had taken possession of her again, so he hurriedly stopped her in fear.

"Sande?"

Sandy raised her eyes unconsciously: "Brother Shen?"

Shen Ciyu breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Sandy stood on the top of the mountain, looked at the mist below, and blinked.

"What am I going to do?"

Sandy murmured:

"I'm going to... meet someone and watch fireworks."

"Who?"

“…I don’t know.”

During the one hundred and twenty years of her oblivion, Su Xuan was the only one who remembered this incident.

Only he remembered that their first meeting was not in the Sword Sect, but in the Demon Realm.

After he became the Demon King, he excitedly came to the Sword Sect with carefully prepared clothes, but the sword cultivator forgot about him and thought he was insulting her, so she slashed the dress he had given her with a sword.

The swordsman at that time held his sword with a cold face and said to the helpless boy:

"Evil spirits are forbidden to enter the Tianque Mountain area."

She had forgotten everything.

In the blink of an eye, one hundred and twenty years have passed.

Sandy covered her eyes and cried silently.

The swordsman was very quiet even when he was crying.

The fireworks were still being set off. She bought out all the fireworks in the main city and set off a fireworks display for him that was a century late.

Tears fell down her chin, and she said in a hoarse voice: "Su Xuan, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought you back to the Sword Sect."

She was deceived by Jian Zong, and she thought Jian Zong would stand on her side.

However, she did not expect that her value to the Sword Sect was the same as Su Xuan to the demon world at that time.

He is just an awakened person with heavenly spiritual roots, and his value is only to be used.

Su Xuan closed his eyes and wiped the tears from his face.

He turned around and held Sandy in his arms: "You don't need to apologize, Sandy, you never need to apologize to me."

He didn't know what Sandy had been through, he thought, Sandy had just forgotten him.

But he never expected that his swordsman also tried his best to save him.

"I survived. I didn't die. I became the demon king, killed the twelve elders of the palace, and never went to war with the immortal world again. Sandy, I did everything you hoped for back then."

Sandy hopes that Su Xuan survives.

Sandy hopes that the demon world will stop going to war with the fairy world so that the people can live in peace.

Su Xuan did it.

The fireworks outside were still burning, and the demon cultivators under the city wall saw the two people on the wall.

"Is this... the fireworks that the Lord set off for his wife?"

"What? I just saw the lady running around buying a lot of fireworks from the shops, asking them to set them off when the clouds clear."

"Madam, did you release it for the Lord?"

"Of course!"

The demon cultivators cupped their hands into a trumpet shape:

"Madam is so beautiful! The fireworks are so pretty!"

"My Lord, please treat my wife well! She is the most beautiful female cultivator in the demon world!"

"I like Madam!!"

"I like you too, ma'am!!"

"I love you too, Madam!!"

Sang Dai laughed quietly in Su Xuan's arms, her tears wet on his clothes, she wiped them with her sleeves embarrassedly.

"I'm sorry I soiled your clothes."

A fox quickly turned his head away and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "You owe me."

Sandy laughed and coaxed him, "Okay, I'll compensate you."

Su Xuan stood up and stretched out his hand to Sang Dai: "Accompany me to do something, and I will consider it as compensation for my clothes."

Sandy looked up and asked, "What's the matter?"

Su Xuan said calmly: "If you don't tell me now, this will be your compensation."

But when she looked into those glass-colored eyes, Sandy heard the truest thoughts.

[A gift for Dai Dai, a gift that is a hundred years late.]

When she gave him the fireworks that were a hundred years late, he also gave her the gift he had hidden for a hundred years.

Sandy reached out and took his hand.

Su Xuan pulled her up.

"Sandy, will you come with me?"

"Okay, I'll go with you."

She was looking forward to the gift Su Xuan gave her.