I only heard Tu Tianming say again: "But-"

"But what?" Luo Qingyu raised his head suddenly.

"However, once I saw a gray mass under my feet in the twenty-ninth heaven, the size of a house, and I wanted to break in and take a look, but I couldn't get through it with all my might. Later, I heard that under that gray mass was the Twenty-Eight Heavenly Heavens of the Heavenly Forbidden Land......"

Gray stuff? Yourself in the gray stuff? Luo Qingyu black line.

There was a sudden pain in my chest!

The pain came so suddenly that she couldn't help but snort, her body trembled, and she opened her eyes suddenly.

Where is there a cage in front of him, Tu Tianming, only the silence and loneliness of a room.

Outside is forever white fog, and the night in the heavenly realm is different from the world, the world is pitch black, but here it is as blue as a dream.

There was a breath in her chest that rushed left and right, and she was in pain, and she felt like she was going to explode.

I'm busy meditating, and I'm holding away that breath—

But the breath couldn't be contained at all, and it began to wander all over the body, and everywhere it went, it was as painful as peeling skin and bones......

She was covered in cold sweat with pain, and almost wanted to jump up and scream, and after a few moments, she couldn't help but roll on the cloud bed—

What's wrong with you?

Gone mad?

The shadow of Emperor Shiyin flashed in his mind, if he was by his side, he would definitely be reluctant to let her be so sad, and he would definitely save her from fire and water.

"Master......" she whispered in pain.

In such a boundless dark night, in such a helpless moment, she couldn't help being vulnerable, couldn't help crying, and finally couldn't help crying loudly......

She could only repeat his name over and over again, and it seemed that only by calling his name would the pain in her body be lessened......

I thought so much that he suddenly appeared beside me, so much thought about his warm embrace-

……

It just slid through the night.

The dawn gradually shines through the window, and the sky slowly turns white—

On the cloud bed, Luo Qingyu's clothes were disheveled, her whole body was like being blistered, she died of pain several times, and she didn't fall asleep until dawn.

A faint ray of light lit up around her, circling around her.

The originally soaked clothes slowly dried, the little face that was originally pale because of the perennial sunshine became ruddy and had a faint luster, the skin was clear and crystal as if shining with a soft white light, and the originally messy long hair was smooth as water, spreading out on the cloud bed......

Luo Qingyu herself didn't know how long she had been asleep, and when she woke up, it was still daytime.

Slowly opening his eyes, there was still only himself in the entire ashram, and no one came.

With a light sigh, she got up, her long hair sliding down her shoulders like satin, almost to her ankles.

She was stunned for a moment, only to feel that her body was not as light as she could speak, and it seemed that she could fly lightly with a slight lift of her hand.

She subconsciously looked at herself, and she didn't know when she had changed into a light blue dress.

I don't know what kind of material this dress is made of, it feels extremely comfortable, and she dances when she moves a little.