The Witch Who Fell from the Sky: The heroine is going crazy and killing again!

Before Yi Qingchen left, he handed a piece of the puzzle to her and promised to tell Bai Qi that he didn't need to wait any longer. When the figure completely disappeared from sight, Yan Qianjue appeared from the darkness.

"Nan'er, I miss you." He opened his arms and embraced her, his deep voice filled with longing. Bai Sinan leaned against his chest, her eyes and eyebrows showing a smile: "I miss you, too."

"Did you encounter any anomalies in the simulated secret realm?" Yan Qianjue stroked the hair on her shoulders. Bai Sinan looked up and asked in surprise, "You know?"

"Cao Wenyu and Feng Wu just told me something." He stroked her wrist gently with his fingertips, "but I want to hear it from you in person."

Bai Sinan sighed softly and told the story of the clay sculpture and the mark, including his own speculations without reservation.

Yan Qianjue pondered for a moment after hearing this: "It is indeed possible. If Nan'er finds it difficult, I can directly erase the mark now and help you destroy the clay sculpture."

Bai Sinan shook her head: "No need. I always feel that things are not that simple. Keeping her may help me find out more clues about my life experience." Her eyes gradually became sharper: "Besides, she is a clay sculpture formed by divine blood. Her strength will not change with the growth of my cultivation. As long as I can comprehend the law of time here... I can have an extra trump card."

"The law of time cannot be comprehended overnight." He looked around and said in a deep voice: "Besides, the law of time here is constantly weakened due to the collapse of the continent's spiritual energy, so it is even more difficult to comprehend it."

"The opportunity is right in front of me, I have to give it a try." She pursed her lips stubbornly, with a light of unwillingness to admit defeat in her eyes.

Yan Qianjue chuckled and tapped her nose with his fingertips: "I know my Nan'er won't give up easily." His tone suddenly turned serious, "But because the law is weakened, the danger is reduced a lot. Just remember--" He held her face and looked into her clear eyes, "The parallel time and space are all real pasts. No matter who you meet, you must not reveal your real name."

Bai Sinan thought thoughtfully: "If I go to the past...if I do something, won't it change what happens in the future?"

Yan Qianjue raised the corners of his lips, gently rubbed her hair, and said meaningfully: "Nan'er, have you ever thought that perhaps the moment you and I are facing each other is the ending that has been rewritten in the long river of time and space?"

“Cause and effect are cyclical. Who knows if the future is not reshaping the past?”

……

Time was running out, and in order to comprehend the laws of time before heading to the ancient battlefield, Bai Sinan simply moved into the bamboo house. The familiar furnishings made her feel as if she had returned to her carefree days at Shenghuang Academy.

She sat in front of the window, her fingertips gently stroking the two puzzle pieces. The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the bamboo curtains, casting mottled light and shadows on the pieces.

"Mother..." She whispered softly, her voice so soft that it almost disappeared in the wind, "Where are you now... and what secrets are hidden in these two fragments left by father..."

Looking at the swaying bamboo shadows outside the window, a hint of determination flashed in her eyes: "When I find you, it will be considered an explanation to the original owner of this body."

rustling --

Deep in the bamboo forest, the branches and leaves move without wind.

Bai Sinan stood up, his sleeves creating a breeze, and he suddenly disappeared into the bamboo forest...