I can't get out, it's so annoying!
So annoying!
Just as Xiang Wan was about to go on a rampage, she suddenly felt a movement under her feet.
The person returned, having changed their clothes.
It used to be lake blue, but now it's turned moon white.
Unfortunately, Xiang Wan couldn't see his face, only the top of his head.
Once again, she was with him, and as evening fell, she quieted down and silently watched his movements. Suddenly, she had a flash of inspiration and began to meditate in his manner.
Perhaps because she had seen so much, Xiang Wan actually learned it quite well. The only difference was that no halo appeared when she waved her hand.
The blood-red world seemed to have become even darker; you could poke a big hole with just a finger.
Aside from learning to meditate like that person, Xiang Wan spent the rest of her time gradually expanding the space around her.
The gloom around her did not affect Xiang Wan's mood.
The red ball seemed unwilling to stay in one place while Xiang Wan stayed still, jumping around from time to time and rolling around in place, trying to attract Xiang Wan's attention.
Xiang Wan reached out and hugged it for a while, then continued to meditate like the people below.
Being too lonely is not a good thing.
Sometimes, Xiang Wan would lie on the membrane beneath her feet, circling the excavated space, trying to see the faces of the people below.
However, things didn't go as planned.
No matter how big the hole she dug was, no matter where she was, all she could see was the top of that person's head.
His jet-black hair obscured his face, and Xiang Wan thought he must be a beauty.
Many years passed, and he left.
The blood-red world had turned completely gray, devoid of any life.
Xiang Wan felt that her body was slowly becoming abnormal.
One day, the world suddenly shook violently.
Xiang Wan, holding the red ball, was unsteady on her feet and leaned tightly against the excavated hole wall.
The tremors grew stronger and stronger, and the transparent membrane seemed unable to support itself, bulging out from the center before slowly returning to normal.
It bulged again, and the transparent film seemed to be showing signs of cracking.
Not long after things calmed down, a sword suddenly pierced through.
The sword tip gleamed coldly as it slid from one side to the other.
With a "pop," the transparent film shattered into pieces, just like a mirror.
With nothing left to support her, Xiang Wan plummeted downwards.
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