Lin Qiye recalled Zuo Qing's tone on the phone just now and sighed.

"I hope so..."

"Qiya, someone seems to be looking for you outside."

The ghost Jiang Er passed through the wall, leaned out half of his body, and spoke to Lin Qiye.

"Looking for me?"

Lin Qiye pushed the door open and looked outside. On the tall building opposite, he saw a young girl with a gray vicious dog, looking down in that direction.

"Si Xiaonan..." Lin Qiye muttered to himself, then turned to the others and said, "You guys continue, I need to go out for a while."

Lin Qiye's figure turned into a ray of night and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

When he appeared again, he had reached the top of the opposite floor.

The howling autumn wind blew towards her from afar, blowing Si Xiaonan's black hair. She turned her head slightly and looked at Lin Qiye who was walking behind her, her eyes still a little red.

Lin Qiye glanced at the ferocious gray dog ​​at her feet and couldn't help but ask, "Devil Wolf Fenrir? You actually turned it into a dog and brought it with you?"

"Its original form is too big. If it rashly enters Daxia, it will cause panic." Si Xiaonan reached out and gently touched Fenrir's head. The latter immediately retracted his fangs and lay on the ground obediently.

"Have you been back to Cangnan?"

"Yes." Si Xiaonan paused, "I carved a tombstone for Leng Xuan at the Night Watchman Cemetery in Cangnan, and paid tribute to the deputy captain at the same time."

Lin Qiye's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression quickly dimmed. After a long silence, he sighed...

On the way back to Da Xia, he heard the news of Leng Xuan's death, and until now he still couldn't accept the fact that he had died in battle... In his mind, there emerged the cold figure who was able to slam the gun on the table in the basement of the office in order to leave him a piece of braised pork.

In the dead silence, it was Si Xiaonan who broke the silence first.

"The tombstones for Lao Zhao and the captain were carved by Hongying, the tombstone for the deputy captain was carved by you, and the tombstone for Leng Xuan was carved by me..." Si Xiaonan looked at the setting sun in the distance and spoke slowly.

"Qiye, if one day I die in battle, I'll leave my tombstone to you..."

"You won't die." Lin Qiye said firmly without waiting for Si Xiaonan to finish, "Xiaonan, you are now the God of Trickery, and you have taken the [Eternal Life Pill]. No one in the world can kill you... You will definitely not die."

Seeing Lin Qiye's serious expression, Si Xiaonan did not say the rest of the sentence. She was silent for a moment and then spoke again:

"Actually, I came here today to say goodbye to you."

"Goodbye? Where are you going?"

"Go to the fog." Si Xiaonan said calmly, "Although Daxia's situation is better now, the war is not over... A trickster god hiding in Daxia will not play any role. Only by entering the fog can I have time to plan and exert my strength at the critical moment."

Lin Qiye looked at Si Xiaonan's determined gaze with a complicated expression:

"Xiao Nan, you have done enough for Da Xia, you can stay and rest for a while..."

"Now that the war has begun, we can't go back." Si Xiaonan slowly closed his eyes.

“Leng Xuan, Deputy Captain Wu, Captain… Too many people have sacrificed their lives in this war. If we can’t end it once and for all, their sacrifices will be meaningless.

Only the final victory can bring us peace and tranquility to comfort their souls in heaven."

Lin Qiye turned his gaze away from Si Xiaonan's thin figure and looked at the busy and prosperous city below. After a long silence, he spoke:

"I understand...be careful."

"Um."

Si Xiaonan nodded, patted Fenrir's head, and his figure turned into two streams of light and quickly disappeared into the sky.

The strong wind blew Si Xiaonan's long hair. She looked down at the densely populated human city below through the thick clouds. Even though she just flew over the city, no one could catch her figure. She was like a ghost, silently passing through the noisy world.

As the city gradually faded away, the land beneath us became more and more desolate. A tall wall of miracles appeared at the end of the horizon. A gray fog rolled along the border of Daxia, and the huge feeling of oppression made it hard to breathe.

roar--!!

The gray vicious dog roared, shaking the forest below. Its body swelled in the wind and turned into a mountain-sized demon wolf. It landed steadily in front of the border line, and a large amount of sand and gravel splashed up.

Si Xiaonan landed lightly on top of Fenrir's head, turned his head slightly, took one last look at the blue sky, and slowly closed his eyes...

"Let's go."

Fenrir groaned, and plunged into the fog with Si Xiaonan on his back.

Da Xia ran in the air with its sturdy wolf legs, and quickly went away behind Si Xiaonan. After an unknown amount of time, she frowned slightly and pulled the hair on Fenrir's head with her palm.

Fenrir suddenly stopped in mid-air.

The pair of scarlet and ferocious eyes quickly swept around, and the hair on his body stood up, and the surging netherworld death energy gathered around him, as if he was facing a great enemy.

"Come out." Si Xiaonan stood on Fenrir's back and spoke lightly.

Figures emerged from the mist one after another, all of them exuding divine pressure.

The leader was a skinny man wearing a dark golden linen shirt, his arms and limbs hanging at his sides, with a hideous scar on his face. Sporadic flames flickered in his pupils, and he exuded a god-level aura that was no weaker than Si Xiaonan's.

Behind him were four wounded sub-gods.

Si Xiaonan recognized them. After all, she had fought side by side with this group of lesser gods in Asgard. The four-armed Indian god was released from the bottom of the abyss dungeon by her own hands.

"I should have said that after leaving Asgard, I will give you freedom and there will be no connection between us..." Si Xiaonan's eyes swept across the crowd calmly, and finally fell on the Indian Fire God who was in the lead, with a dangerous cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Now, Agni, what do you want to do?"

"Don't be nervous, God of Trickery," Agni replied. "We have come to you for help."

"Come to me?" Si Xiaonan frowned slightly, "Why?"

"Because we can't go back."

A sub-god smiled bitterly, "After we came out, we found that the Sun City had been destroyed. Even if we go back, there will only be a mess of ruins left..."

"The Temple of the Gods in India has completely disappeared. Even I can't find it." Agni said, "Now that we have avenged our great hatred and are homeless, we have decided to come to you after discussing it. If that doesn't work, we can only rely on the Great Xia Palace..."

"Heaven?" Si Xiaonan shook his head decisively, "You are all serious criminals who have committed serious crimes. There is no way Heaven will want you."