He rubbed his hands together, opened his mouth, and said uncertainly, "...Lu Ning?"
Lu Ning nodded: "Mm."
In Lu Ning's view, white mist swirled within Wei Xuan's body, seemingly possessing an extremely dense form of mental pollution.
However, his mental fluctuations remained unusually stable.
Lu Ning had never seen anything like this before.
Normally, this level of mental pollution would be attributed to either a monstrous beast or a diseased individual.
Wei Xuan, however, possesses stable emotions and a strong sense of self.
Upon hearing Lu Ning's admission, Wei Xuan's eyes widened, and he reached out to hug Lu Ning with a mixture of surprise and sorrow.
"Holy crap! Lu Ning, is that really you?! You died too? You came to this afterlife too?! I never thought we'd run into each other!"
Seeing Lu Ning being held by Wei Xuan, the Qinglan Saint and the others almost attacked.
Seeing that Lu Ning did not react, they suppressed their impulse.
Lu Ning did not struggle and let Wei Xuan hold her.
Wei Xuan's body seems to be the same as that of an ordinary person.
However, he watched as Wei Xuan's body and the captain's body were burned.
Lu Ning said calmly, "I'm still alive."
Upon hearing this, Wei Xuan's body stiffened.
He abruptly released Lu Ning, looking at her with some surprise and uncertainty, and asked, "...What did you say? You're still alive? Then how did you get here?"
Lu Ning calmly said, "This is Fog Number 233."
Wei Xuan's expression was one of astonishment, and he exclaimed in disbelief, "Impossible! How could this be inside the mist?! What's wrong with me?! I'm clearly dead!"
He looked at his hands with some incomprehension.
"I didn't know, I watched your body being cremated."
Upon hearing this, Wei Xuan's expression froze for a moment. He looked up at Lu Ning, his lips twitching slightly: "...Then what am I?"
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