After that came Wenren Baiyi, Jiang Yucheng, Jiaotu, Tu Xingzhu, Lu Nanxing...
Regardless of whether they were from the demon clan or the Xuanmen people, those who had the deepest interactions with Jiang Xuxu all subconsciously followed Chu Beihe in petitioning.
The petitions turned into spiritual light and gathered in the sky.
Those spiritual lights and Chu Beihe's golden light gathered at the place where Jiang Xuxu had disappeared.
Right in front of Chu Beihe.
He stared closely at the gathering spiritual lights, watching them become more and more, watching them gather and take shape, and then... as if unable to hold on, they dispersed.
Chu Beihe's pupils suddenly shrank, and he subconsciously reached out his hand, trying to grab those spiritual lights and gather them together again.
But the more anxious he was, the faster the spiritual light dissipated in his hands.
Until all that gathered faith completely dissipated before their eyes.
But he did not get any hope.
She still didn't come back.
Why?
Since she is now the Heavenly Dao, why can't she hear his petition?
Why... don’t you come back?
Yi Zan stood at the edge of the haunted building, watching the spiritual light disappearing in the sky, a barely perceptible sense of loss flashing in his eyes.
Sure enough, it still doesn’t work.
Although the dragon vein is born from the luck of heaven and earth, it is not the way of heaven after all.
Even if you use golden light to hint to the world, once you forget, you forget.
How can people who cannot remember gather true faith...
As he watched Chu Beihe's figure disappear into the sky, Yi Zan lowered his eyes and sighed silently. After a long while, he turned around and left.
"Let's go."
That person could not be called back after all.
…
At the same time, the Jiang family.
Jiang Yucheng also looked at Chu Beihe who had disappeared with a bit of disappointment.
Like Jiang Huai, he already believed that he and Qi Qi had a daughter.
Looking at his wife who was still sleeping on the bed, Jiang Yucheng held her hand and said in a hoarse voice,
"Qiqi, our daughter, Xuxu, does exist, right? If so, can she come back?"
Jiang Yucheng felt a slight tingling pain in his heart and turned around to pour himself a glass of water.
At this moment, he felt the hand he had just released suddenly move very slightly.
Jiang Yucheng turned his head suddenly and saw his wife, who had been sleeping on the bed, with her eyelids trembling slightly, showing signs of waking up...
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