"Little spirit. Yingluo." Bai Ye called out for a long time, but Xiao Ling didn't respond.
The White mist that Xiao Ling had turned into finally dissipated. The faint connection between her and Xiao Ling seemed to have disappeared as well, as if Xiao Ling had never appeared.
Bai Ye sat silently on the grass, not coming back to her senses for a long time. She felt terrible, even worse than when she died in her previous life, as if she had lost the most important existence in her life.
No.
It wouldn't.
"Little spirit, I'll definitely make you reappear." Bai Ye said softly, but his eyes were filled with determination. She would not let Xiao Ling disappear just like that!
Although she said that, Bai Ye was very frightened because she had lost all sense of Xiao Ling. It seemed to have completely disappeared, but she felt that she should go back and ask Ji Fu and the others. They must know something.
