Chang Le's surprise shattered instantly, and she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. She forced a smile:
"No, no, you're right in front of me. You've come back. What are you saying?"
Shen Fuguang cupped her face and gently wiped the dust off her face: "I don't want to lie to you, Le Bao."
The hope in Chang Le's eyes shattered bit by bit: "Are you kidding me? What are you now?"
Shen Fuguang lightly touched Chang Le's heart with his fingertip. Chang Le lowered his head, and on the skin of his heart, several golden lines were outlined in the shape of dragon scales.
"One-tenth of my soul and half of my power are stored in this dragon scale."
"This is the most important scale on the dragon's body; it is my Achilles' heel."
Chang Le touched his chest in a daze; the dragon scales were warmer than his heart.
"Soul...power..."
Chang Le suddenly realized something, his eyes wide with fury: "You're using up the last of your soul?!"
"No, stop! Go back, Shen Fuguang, go back!!"
Shen Fuguang shook his head helplessly: "This process is irreversible, Lele."
"I have been awakened."
Chang Le had difficulty breathing; her heart was being gripped tightly. She held onto him forcefully.
"No, go back now. I won't do anything stupid. I'll be good. Please go back, I beg you, please go back."
"Stay here! Don't leave me even this last hope! I can resurrect you! Go back, you fucking go back, Shen Fuguang!!"
Shen Fuguang gently patted her back and said with a wry smile, "Sweetie, sweetie, don't cry. You want to save me, but I also want to save you. How could I watch you fall? I've already used the power of my soul's origin."
Humans have souls.
Those with superpowers can cultivate their souls.
With a cultivation level like Shen Fuguang's, as long as his soul remains intact, there is a possibility of resurrection.
However, if the primal power within the soul is exhausted, the soul will also dissipate, unable to be reborn or reincarnated.
Chang Le broke down:
“It’s my fault, Fu Guang, I’m sorry, I deserve to die, no, I don’t want to die! But I… I can’t do it! I wanted them to be buried with you, I wanted the Hua family to be destroyed, but I failed, I have no chance anymore, there’s no point in me living!! Shen Fu Guang, you’re gone, why should I live! You’ve abandoned me too…”
“My dear, you did a great job, you are amazing, you are already very, very good. It’s my fault, I shouldn’t have left without saying goodbye, it’s all my fault.”
Chang Le burst into tears in his arms.
Shen Fuguang felt so heartbroken he could hardly breathe, but he was powerless to help.
His form became faint, as if he might disappear at any moment.
He looked down at the sky and at the person in front of him, then suddenly sighed, pulled her into his arms, and smiled with relief.
"Sweetie, never mind."
"I can't bear to leave you behind. I'm afraid you'll suffer when I can't see you. I can't be separated from you anymore."
"This world is not suitable for us."
"Sweetie, I'll listen to you. If you want, let's do it together, okay?"
Chang Le laughed, a bright and cheerful smile, and cupped Shen Fuguang's face in her hands:
"I love you."
"Me too."
The golden light transformed into the shape of a dragon, roaring as it merged into the girl's body.
[Time, Flow Rate Recovery]
Chang Le fell again from the sky, a bright smile on her face.
"Let's go home together, Shen Fuguang—"
...
"Bang!"
...
Everyone knows I fell from a tall building.
Little did I know, you also died that day.
——Chang Le
...
Chang Le woke up from a nightmare, her two strands of snow-white hair looking exceptionally pale.
She looked at the room she had seen before entering the game; in just ten days, it seemed even her heart had decayed.
Chang Le couldn't laugh, nor could she cry.
It turns out that Sister Xiaoye really did die in the fire she started;
She used her own death to push her out of the dark, deserted corner.
It turns out that she really was adopted and then abandoned;
After catching a glimpse of light, they plunged back into the abyss.
It turned out that it was the great masters of the Fu Guang and Long factions who made her live like a human being;
They are a family.
It turns out that he truly died on that day;
Why is the fresh flesh and blood that has been nurtured and grown so tenderly then taken away?
In the end, I was still all alone.
Transmigrating into a book? A past life?
Chang Le covered his face and laughed absurdly:
"There is no such thing as a past life."
There's no such thing as transmigrating into a book!
...
Iris and Luo Xuan stood outside the door, with Bionic No. 1 standing beside them.
The two men felt a pang of sorrow as they listened to the mournful laughter emanating from inside the house, but dared not go in.
For a long time afterward, no sound came from inside the house.
As the two hesitated about whether to go in, Chang Le's calm and composed voice came out: "Come in."
The two pushed open the door and entered.
Chang Le sat on the edge of the bed, his face noticeably pale, but his expression was as calm as if nothing had happened.
Unlike before, she now exudes an inexplicable sense of oppression.
Cold and indifferent, yet leaving no room for doubt.
Ye Buqi walked over and asked, "Lele, are you alright?"
Chang Le's indifferent gaze fell on "her," then he suddenly stood up, walked in front of her, and with lightning speed tore open the clothes on her shoulder.
Her porcelain-white shoulders, resembling human skin, were exposed.
Chang Le pressed it down, feeling a mechanical sensation under his palm.
She sneered, "You call this thing Ye Buqi?"
She glanced at the flustered Iris and the downcast Luo Xuan, then tightened her grip: "Do you want me to open it to confirm?"
"No!" Iris couldn't help but cry out first, her hands frantically moving in mid-air.
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