Wu Qiyi looked up at you in mid-air, already crying soundlessly.
"Little Yun, I'm sorry."
Ten projections spoke at once, their shocking force astounding.
Yet she simply shook her head slightly, smiling beautifully and sadly: "This was written by Zhao'er, she didn't have time to sing it to you..."
You, no, all of you closed your eyes and when you opened them again, the Seal of Truesky was twinkling in each of your pupils!
"Zhao'er, my life was given by you, so this time I guess I'm returning it to you. From now on, you must live well."
The ten projections smiled slightly, then dissipated as if unraveling a cocoon.
Finally, they became intangible.
Suddenly, your body jerked and fell from the sky.
Suyi saw this and lightly pointed at your body, significantly slowing down your fall until you landed safely in Wu Qiyi's arms.
"Mom, please save dad."
