The wails of ghosts and the whistling of the wind reached my ears.
Before them lay countless skeletons and clumps of resentment, as well as the underworld gate opened by the Ghost King.
The door she opened was slowly closing as her strength waned.
No one can help in times like this.
Is this place going to become a second 'underworld'?
She wove her soul with her body to suppress the Ghost King and the vengeful spirits within.
But now...
Jiang Yuan felt resentment in her heart, resentment towards her own incompetence.
She should protect them.
Bang--
Just when Jiang Yuan thought she was going to fall to her death, she heard a thud, but she didn't hit the ground.
She could feel a pair of strong, warm hands around her waist, holding her tightly.
Jiang Yuan looked up and raised an eyebrow when she saw Jiang Ningyuan in front of her.
Jiang Ningyuan looked at Jiang Yuan in his arms, his expression changed slightly, and his brows furrowed.
He was glad he arrived in time, but also annoyed that he was late.
Looking at Jiang Yuan's face, another youthful face appeared in his mind, and the two faces slowly overlapped.
Sure enough, she was his savior!
His feeling was right!
His savior was Jiang Yuan!
Jiang Ningyuan recalled the first time he met her.
It was also the Ghost Festival at that time, a time when all kinds of ghosts roam at night.
He was outside alone when an old woman waved to him, and he actually went over to her.
Then, the old woman revealed her true colors.
He saw a monster with its face torn to pieces in front of him.
He felt no fear at the time, but he knew he was going to die.
Because he, an ordinary person, couldn't survive in the face of something like that.
But he survived.
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