My lady, don't be angry. I'm letting you touch my big tail.

Joey reached out and patted the shoulder of the woman with red eyes and flower-like hair.

"Does this mean your hallucinations will stop occurring from now on?"

Red-eyed Flower Dye nodded.

"It's fine if I disappear. Besides, all illusions will eventually disappear. It's just that I disappeared before them."

Joey went over and gave him a hug.

In the illusion space, she hugged everyone except the slave who didn't let her hug him.

So this red-eyed floral dye is no exception.

Red-eyed Hua Ran was stunned, her eyes filled with tears, her expression a mixture of pity and relief.

"My wife...you're still willing to embrace me..."

"Although you've caused Hua Ran a lot of trouble, you're still Hua Ran, and you were deceived because of me."

Joey said that the shadow monster was both terrifying and incompetent.

It's all just a matter of manipulating people's hearts.

But it is precisely because of this that the darkness of human nature is more clearly revealed.

Upon hearing this, Hongmouhua Ran hugged Qiaoyi tightly.

“My wife…that guy has my heart! She said she had a most important trump card, and she even used her heart to seduce me at first…”

Red-eyed and flower-stained, seeing that she had dissipated into her arms, she hugged Qiao Yi even tighter.

"She said her initial goal was to have the derivative replace Hanazono, to have her replace you, and for the two of them to become Taiyin and Taiyang..."

Qiao Yi patted Hua Ran's back and told her that she knew everything.

"Alright, alright, no need to rush. I will always love Hua Ran. I understand your reminder, thank you."

After Qiao Yi finished speaking, her red-eyed flower-stained face disappeared.

But she felt her shoulder was wet.

Those were tears streaming down her red, flower-stained eyes.

The spatial fragments all disintegrated; the skeletons and flames all vanished.

When Qiao Yi looked again, she found that she and Hua Ran had already come outside.

The entire City of the Wrongfully Dead was also turning into specks of light, gradually disappearing with the wind.

The people inside were hawking their wares one second, and the next second they transformed into beams of soul energy, floating in the air.

The entire City of the Wrongfully Dead began to fall apart.

The beautiful two-story brothel also dissipated after being shattered, and many beams of light flew out from it, all of which were the souls that Qiao Yi had previously captured with magic.

Hua Ran took Qiao Yi's hand and shook it.

“My lady, look, this is not bad either. At least the soul that you have been expending your energy and yang energy to stabilize can go to its final resting place.”

Just as Hua Ran finished speaking, she saw a person standing at the end of the City of the Wrongfully Dead.

He was dressed in tattered clothes and wore an iron chain around his neck.

Hua Ran was taken aback at first, not recognizing who this guy was.

Qiao Yi grabbed Hua Ran's hand and ran away.

"He is a slave dyed! A dismembered phantom that should have been worshipped in this city of the unjustly dead."

Looking back now, it seems that the Shadow Monster came here first, took away the slave Ran's remains, and then sent the spirits of this place to seek help from the head Ran.

That's how the fake City of the Dead came to be.

When Joey came to the slave Ran, Ran was still a little jealous.

"My lady, you've never been so eager to see me, yet you reacted so quickly to that little hussy, as if you'd lost your soul!"

Hua Ran stomped her foot again.

Qiao Yi reached out and pinched Hua Ran's little face.

"Why are you angry about your own severed limbs? I came here to make sure there's nothing I've missed. If there is, you'll be the one suffering the most."

Hua Ran felt a little better after hearing this.

"Humph~"

The slave's face was still bruised, and even though Qiao Yi wanted to wipe his face, she couldn't, because the slave represented that era.

That's the story.

It's that sad memory.

Joey carefully examined the slave dyed.

"You're finally out!"

Joey stepped forward and said, "I've been wondering why you haven't shown up yet, since this place belongs to your memories."

The slave girl's lips were flat, and she would shed small tears whenever she saw Joey.

They looked so pitiful, as if they had suffered all sorts of injustices.

"My lady... I'm sorry, I've actually been there the whole time, but I didn't dare... I didn't dare to appear before you..."

I've been waiting, until everything here is resolved and I have no choice but to show myself, then I'll appear..."

Hua Ran pouted.

I wondered if I was really that prone to crying.

This is too weak!

I should be delicate but not weak!

"Hey, hey... you're shedding tears with every word you say. My wife will be in a difficult position. Besides, you haven't even said what you're going to do."

The slave dyed a real flower dye.

More bittersweet memories filled his mind.

Suddenly, tears burst forth.

"Waaah... No, no more trusting anyone impersonating the wife... The wife should also not trust anyone impersonating Hua Ran..."

Joey patiently comforted her.

"Don't worry, we won't believe you this time."

Joey took the initiative to hug the slave, Ran.

With just that one hug, Nu Nu Ran immediately fell silent, tears welling up in her eyes.

"My wife..."

"I used to be able to... receive your hug..."

Joey nodded.

“The visions in every severed limb are there. Because you are all part of the flower dye.”

Hua Ran was initially quite angry, and wanted to say, "Hug me again, hug me again!"

But upon hearing that every phantom of a severed limb seems to involve this hug, and since the wife is fond of everything associated with the phantom, then... forget it.

The slave finally wiped away her tears and said, "My lady, I will guide the souls of the dead in this city, and you will send them away."

Joey nodded.

There are too many wandering souls in this city. If we rely solely on nature to find our final resting place, it may cause further trouble.

So Qiao Yi turned to Hua Ran and said, "Ranran, do you want to see me send away my soul?"

The fox ears with the flower-dyed pattern were crooked.

He then clapped his hands and said, "Great! I've never seen a wife send away so many souls before! But...aren't you tired?"

Joey chuckled.

At the same time, the consciousness said to the system: "Help me capture a good picture of Hua Ran's expression, a live wallpaper would be even better!"

"Eek! I thought you called me because you forgot the procedure for sending away the soul!"

"How could I forget? I've done it countless times in the system world!"

As she spoke, Joey evenly distributed the yang energy in her body onto her two hands.

With a flick of his hand, he stirred a gentle breeze, which brushed against his flower-stained face, making him feel warm.

"My wife..."

Joey shushed her.

Then she raised her other hand, and two gusts of wind formed a vortex behind Joey.

When the first beam of light entered, it was so fast that Hua Ran couldn't see it clearly. She only vaguely saw a pebble path behind the vortex.

The beam of light that entered transformed into a young girl, who walked happily on it.

Soon, Hua Ran heard the sound of a bell. It was very familiar, and he could even hum the tune before it was heard.

Then look at the slave Ran, who is now holding a bell in both hands, dancing and attracting a large number of dead souls.

In an instant, a large number of beams of light shot into the vortex, creating an even stronger wind that swept up the surrounding fallen leaves.

Hana-ran looked at the beam of light, at the rolling fallen leaves, and listened to the ringing of bells.

An invisible memory struck my mind.

He seemed to see himself crying, and his wife running towards him.

In my memory, he shouted urgently, "You shouldn't have come! My lady, you shouldn't have come!"