233 was silent for a long time and said: [Host, this drought will not wake up after two hundred years. When two hundred years later, you and Li Fengqi have already left this world, so there is nothing you can do.]

Mu Yan smiled and called Mr. Duan. Seeing this, 233 sighed slightly and stopped talking.

"Mr. Duan, I've confirmed it. What you guessed is drought."

Mr. Duan on the other end of the phone was silent. Later, he didn't know what he said, which gave Mu Yan a gentle smile.

"It's okay, I'll tell him."

After hanging up the phone, Mu Yan called Li Fengqi.

"Spicy?"

"Um."

"There is a result?"

The man's voice was extremely gentle and trembling. Mu Yan suddenly felt reluctant and opened his mouth, and couldn't help but feel silent.

The man seemed to feel something, so he forced a smile and said, "Not good?"

"Um."

“What is it?”

“Drought squid.”

“…”

Mu Yan heard the sound of heavy objects colliding, which was deafening, which scared her heart almost paused.

"Li Fengqi!!!"

After a while, Li Fengqi's voice came again: "I'm fine, I just accidentally hit the stone pier."

"Are you driving?"

"Um."

Mu Yan was also angry, and even the Hanba was temporarily thrown aside: "How many times have I said that I am not allowed to talk about the phone when driving, why don't you listen?"

The man's voice was a little hoarse and he smiled and said, "I listen to you, I always listen to you..." So, you must be sure to stay by my side. I beg you... Yanyan...

He begged and pleased her, like a hand holding her heart hard, and it was difficult for him to breathe.

In the past, her decisions and her future were just for herself.

And now, after her life, he is still there.

"Li Fengqi..."

"Um?"

"sorry……"

The three words are Mu Yan’s decision and the ending of their lives...

These white boys are the spiritual consciousness left by the drought bar in the world. As long as the drought bar does not die, the white boys will be endless.

The white boys will not stop catching ghosts. Every second hesitation, new ghosts will be trended...the souls are scattered...

If Mu Yan hadn't come here, she would have to ignore it when she came and confirmed that this was a drought.

It has nothing to do with merit or not, it is just because she wants to protect this place.

Guard this place where her love, her past and memories are.

"It's okay." Li Fengqi couldn't believe that this was his own voice, hoarse and heavy, "It's okay, I'll go there now... and wait for me..."

"good."

"Don't lie to me, I must wait for me."

Mu Yan seemed to have traveled in his mind, and he was so serious and tough.

"Okay, one word is certain."

Mu Yan hung up the phone, and a clear and ethereal laughter suddenly came from the sky.

"You're really stupid."

Behind the voice, the white-haired and ethereal boy appeared again. Mu Yan's eyes were sharp, and he was about to break the tip of his tongue and spew out the blood. Using blood as a medium, he made seals with bare hands to draw the barrier. The holy and vast light burst out from her hands like a scroll, and the sound of endless sounds...

When the sky sounded, a solid barrier suddenly stood up, blocking Hu Jiu, Langxi and the drowning ghosts.

One fox and two ghosts were caught off guard, and they got up in a mess and beat the barrier wall wildly, shouting.

"Mu Yan! Mu Yan! Come out quickly!"

"Mu Yan!!!"

However, no matter how loud their voices were, even if they were heartbreaking, Mu Yan would not know anything.
Chapter completed!