Fang Che was speechless.
Yan Beihan, such a smart person, was surprisingly confused about this?
This made him sowhat perplexed.
Not knowing that girls have absolutely no resistance to seemingly weak and adorable little animals, they just feel a heartache and cherished love for them.
They simply won’t mind how strong it actually is; anyway, I just feel it’s very pitiful.
This point is very stubborn.
"My Space Ring has eight cracks."
Fang Che said.
" too."
Yan Beihan looked at the Space Ring on her hand, with so inexplicable expression on her face.
Only one year left.
After a year, they would have to leave the Yin-Yang Realm and return to the outside world. Then, Fang Che would still have to return to the Guardian Hall, regardless of his Yemo identity; but... outwardly, it would not be possible for them to be as closely together as they are now.
At that ti, she would still be the eldest lady of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect.
And Fang Che would still have the surface identity of a Guardian, while secretly being a minor undercover in a subordinate sect of Wei Wo Zheng Sect.
Their distance would not only suddenly expand to each end of the sky but even their identity and status would sharply separate like heaven and earth!
Thinking about this, Yan Beihan suddenly felt a bit sour in her heart.
"Actually, I really like these nine years in the Yin-Yang Realm."
Yan Beihan hugged her knees with both hands, her eyes dreamily looking at the clouds drifting across the distant sky, speaking like talking in her sleep: "Here, there are no identities, no status, no all the ordinary things, not even positions, no conflicts, no scheming against each other..."
"Every day, although tiring, is considering the most simple things, without needing to think about anything else. If such days could last, for a lifeti... how nice would that be?"
Yan Beihan tilted her face, looking at the clouds.
The mountain wind ca gently, lifting her light purple dress hem. Her long hair fluttered, and her attire floated up.
Like a fairy descending to the mortal world, overlooking her heavenly ho.
Fang Che sensitively sensed sothing and smiled, saying: "Trial World, because it’s called a Trial World, it doesn’t an real existence."
"So, at most, this is just a realistic dream. A task, while we are living human beings. We cannot live in a dream. Once out, we will still have our respective burdens, respective tasks, respective responsibilities, respective life-and-death encounters..."
He said heavily: "And, respective positions, respective emotions, respective family."
"Family?"
Yan Beihan lightly smiled and said softly.
"Yes, family."
Fang Che also looked at the distant clouds, saying: "Here, nine years have passed. The ti is too long. I miss my wife. She’s been outside for only ten days, probably not missing too much..."
Yan Beihan’s face suddenly beca unsightly.
Her gaze dropped instantly, and after a mont, she softly said: "Your wife, Ye ng?"
"Yes." Fang Che showed a gentle smile: "Yes, Ye ng."
"Ye ng is a very gentle woman, isn’t she?" Yan Beihan asked.
"Yes, most of the ti she is gentle, but if you provoke her, she’ll have a little temper."
Fang Che said: "So, I try not to provoke her."
Yan Beihan uttered an "Oh", pondering and asked: "Is Ye ng a Guardian?"
"No."
Fang Che replied: "Originally she was my maid, but later she married , anyway... it was a blur. Haha, but I like these days a lot."
Yan Beihan made a strange sound with two laughs and fell into silence.
After a long ti, in a low voice, she said: "I sincerely wish you, with love and harmony, grow old together; in this life, forever happy."
Fang Che seriously said: "Thank you!"
Neither of them spoke anymore.
Once, they were extrely harmonious, able to understand each other with just one glance, but now they dared not even et each other’s eyes.
The atmosphere stiffened to the point of seemingly solidifying.
Both of them were watching the clouds in the sky.
It seed as if those clouds had endless mysteries to be explored.
With just a slight turn of the head, or a glimpse from the corner of the eye, they could see each other. But their necks seed to have stiffened, unable to turn.
Their eyes also seed to have solidified, with eyeballs not moving at all.
Just at this mont.
On the horizon, dark clouds suddenly surged upward.
Instantly, it filled the sky and earth.
In a very short ti, the entire Yin-Yang Realm world drastically changed.
Looking out from their eyes, this whole piece of heaven and earth suddenly beca distinctly black and white.
On one side, it was clear sky and white clouds drifting.
While the other side was dark, so pitch-black one couldn’t see their fingers.
In an instant, the world split in half!
And the split position was no more than a thousand miles away!
Seeing such a peculiar spectacle.
Both had an epiphany at the sa ti in their hearts.
Yin-Yang Realm!
This is the Yin-Yang Realm!
Or rather, not until now has the true Yin-Yang Realm really started!
One side is the Mortal World, the other side is Hell.
Separating life and death, breaking yin and yang.
Yan Beihan’s face calmly sank, saying: "Did you see? This is the real Yin-Yang Realm! And the tasks in the Yin-Yang Realm seem to begin only now!"
Fang Che squinted his eyes, saying: "Yes."
Just at this mont...
The Little White Tiger let out a roar.
They hurriedly looked over.
Only to see in the mountain ridges ahead, two huge white tiger figures appeared. Standing on the mountain peak, looking over at this side.
They were exactly the long-separated White Tiger couple.
The White Tiger couple uttered a summoning sound.
The Little Tiger stood up.
A bit hesitant.
Wagging its tail, not knowing where to go.
Looking back at Fang Che, at Yan Beihan, at Little Bear, its eyes showed clear and obvious reluctance.
Fang Che and Yan Beihan saw this scene and imdiately understood sothing.
The White Tiger couple ca to summon the Little Tiger ho.
Seeing the Little White Tiger’s hesitation and reluctance, Fang Che sighed, and Yan Beihan was completely shocked by this, instantly bewildered.
Her eyes suddenly turned red.
Her eyes staring blankly at the Little White Tiger, her voice choked: "Little White, are you leaving?"
The Little White Tiger softly whimpered, its body trembling slightly. Its white fur fluttered in the wind, its eyes clearly full of struggle.
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