"Heh." Deng Yuxiang suddenly laughed.
The smile was somewhat bitter, and then it seemed to be somewhat relieved.
Lu Ran cautiously asked, "What's wrong?"
Deng Yuxiang slowly closed her eyes.
No wonder she felt so warm all over, no wonder she saw Little Lu Ran...
It turned out she was already dead.
Was this the place people went after they died?
A pitch-black world.
And a warm figure from her memories.
How nice.
She had fought for so long and was tired.
To lie here forever, with him from memories by her side.
How nice.
Lu Ran looked at Deng Yuxiang with some concern, involuntarily tightening his grip on her palm, sending more Black Fire to her.
Deng Yuxiang suddenly opened her eyes.
The real sensation from her palm left her a bit puzzled.
But when she opened her eyes again, the entire world was pitch black.
After all, the Blazing Phoenix Pattern Gourd was not always lit.
