There is darkness in front of me.

No……

wrong.

To be more precise, Qiao Jin felt that she had no human body.

She was like duckweed, or something else, and her whole body seemed to be in a scattered state, floating in this deep, endless space.

Dark, depressed, cold.

It's the tone here.

This is different from what Qiao Jin imagined.

She crossed the entrance to the space and nothing painful happened.

The Rakshasa realm is also very different from what she imagined.

Here, there is no demon she imagined to cover the sky and the sun, and it is a bit unreasonable.

There is no color around it, only a pure black area, as if it is hidden in the thick fog, with only occasionally passing through some different shadows.

Qiao Jin felt that she was not like a human at the moment. She could see everything around her, but she found that she could not see herself.

She didn't know what she was in now.

She felt that as she entered the Rakshasa realm, when she was here, some broken fragments would always appear in her mind.

Snippets of memories seem to be slowly pieced together.

She didn't know how long she had been drifting away in this quiet and dark world. If it were someone else, she would feel depressed and suffocated or even panic in less than a few minutes. She just brought a little confused.

There was no aura of any array point on his body, and he disappeared even the swallowing.

She didn't know where she was going to float. Although the scenery around her remained unchanged, she felt that she was moving.

She kept moving forward again.

It took her unknown how long before she could feel a low roar coming from around her, as if she was a demon's ferocious roar. She seemed to have her head raised, and a huge demon's body slid past her, and she didn't see her, and she went straight past.

If it weren't for this demon, she wouldn't even feel that there was any breath or color in this world.

And the demon seemed to be unable to see her.

There is a worse situation, that is, Qiao Jin has no body, she is just a consciousness.

Her consciousness came to the Rakshasa realm.

"you……"

A faint sigh came from a distant place, bringing a lot of empty space.

It is quiet, cold and silent, like a hoarseness that has been separated by tens of years.

Qiao Jin's mind moved, and he felt his vision suddenly open, and a person suddenly appeared in front of him.

To be precise, it was a human figure. The figure stretched out her hand to her, and she felt that she had a body. She subconsciously extended her hand and really saw her hand.

In the dark environment, she was like a gathering of stars, and her whole body exuded a moving light, appearing little by little.

In such a dark world, her appearance was abrupt and inconsistent.

The bright color can almost destroy the surrounding darkness.

A hand stretched out in the rolling fog. The hand seemed to be full of bones, which was a bit scary, but at the moment when it came into contact with Qiao Jin, it gradually returned to its former color. The fingers were slender, the scallion was as white as jade, and the joints were clear.

That was Song Yanqing's hand.

He appeared from the thick fog, and his original form was not real, but when he came into contact with Qiao Jin, he returned to his former appearance.

He looked at her as if he had been separated by ten thousand years of attachment, and his eyes were only on her.

He sighed slightly, and another hoarse thought: "You are still here."
Chapter completed!