My magic stick is going to heaven!

Wen Changlang knew that there was no room for turning things around now, and her time was running out. There was no room for turning back, so she could only move forward.

"In that case, I will help you one last time."

When the words fell, Wen Changlang's momentum suddenly changed, and a gust of ling wind came out, his hands raised up, his fingertips turned into spirits, and entwined with each other. At this time, Wen Changlang was the master of the Wen family's yin and yang shop. A lone traveler who walks in the two worlds of Yin and Yang is a person of the Yang world and an envoy of the underworld.

His ability is unique in the world, powerful and useless.

For a moment, everyone backed away in fear, only Shang Yanzhou stood calmly, as if, this is what Wen Changlang used to look like.

"rise!"

Wen Changlang's body was suspended in the air, supported by the technique, Wen Changlang glanced at Shen Ci, Shen Ci understood, with a beautiful smile on his face, walked into the formation, as if rushing to In the happiest years, there was never even the slightest hesitation.

Walking into the formation, Shen Ci stretched out both hands, allowing the spell to penetrate her body, and while the spell was entangled, her body also slowly turned into a real body, no longer a spirit body.

In the end, Shen Ci opened his eyes, still wearing the simple and elegant flag dress, with his long hair loose behind him, with a slight smile, he softened the years.

Getting closer to Liu Dachang little by little, Shen Ciwen smiled, but tears fell down like out of control.

"Achang, Achang."

Just like in the past ten years, she always called him so tenderly, Achang...

Liu Dachang's eyes that had lost focus slowly regained clarity, and his lost consciousness was slowly returning to that familiar figure. Obviously, Ah Ci was always by his side, but why, he felt that this person, It is his Ah Ci.

"You... Ah Ci..."

Liu Dachang's lips trembled, and the ring-shaped black imprint on his forehead slowly dissipated in the bursts of memories.

In the end, when Liu Dachang regained his clarity, he looked back at the person with the look of Shen Ci, and the person in front of him, he seemed to recognize it with just one glance, and the person in front of him was his lover who had been with him for more than ten years .

"Ah Ci, how...how could this happen!"

Liu Dachang cried like a child, he held Shen Ci's crystal clear face helplessly, as if he would disappear at any moment.

"Achang, don't go against your own heart. Also, I won't be here in the future, you have to take good care of Xiao He'an, you know?"

"You're not here? Why are you not here! Ci! Let's go home! I'll take you home!"

Liu Dachang used to have a serious and calm face, but now the gully is covered with tears, tearing with crying, helpless and desperate, holding Shen Ci's face tightly with both hands, unwilling to let go, fearing that something will happen to him. Let go, and his Ah Ci is gone.

"I can't go home anymore, Achang, you know what I expect, so remember it!"

When the time came, Wen Changlang looked up at the sky, the dark clouds dispersed, and the covered hot sun shone on Shen Ci's body, dissipating bit by bit from the feet up, and finally, what was left for Liu Dachang was A smile of nostalgia.

Seeing this scene, Wen Changlang was a little disappointed. It was hard to tell whether it was cause and effect, so he didn't want to get involved in the first place.

"Liu Dachang, do you understand? Your wife died, she was skinned and thrown into the wilderness, and the woman wearing your wife's skin used her head to control you and let you be used by her. I think, as for Why, in your own heart, you should know better than anyone else."

Wen Changlang's words, like bright fog, awakened Liu Dachang who was immersed in grief.