Black.
It was pitch black.
It was so dark that one couldn't even see one's fingers.
Even the air was extremely thin, dripping…
Lu Youyou's nose started bleeding again.
Ever since she left the small world, her body could no longer resist the violent power. Her ears and nose were bleeding, and there was a sweet smell in her mouth from time to time.
"Emperor?" Lu Youyou's voice was trembling and filled with nervousness.
All the magic treasures in his arms were crushed, and no news could be sent back.
He couldn't use all his spiritual power, as if he was imprisoned.
"Monarch, I'm so scared." Lu Youyou murmured softly, hugging her knees with both hands and wiping her nose from time to time.
There were also faint traces of blood seeping out of the corners of his eyes.
Her head was dizzy and she was not very clear-headed.
"Father…"
"Mother…"
