Chapter 413 Bad
Bai Yanren finished speaking.

After not seeing each other for many years, Feng Yiru's beautiful face seemed to have not changed at all, and time seemed to have left no trace on her body. It was just that her bangs fluttering in the wind would occasionally cover her eyes, and also cover the familiar attachment and trust of those years.

In the pouring blood rain, the water droplets splashing against her legs were like blood-stained bullets, piercing her body.

"I... understand. So, Bai Yanliang, like you, is an outlier among us. That's why he has been chosen by Wu Ji..." Feng Yiru said with a smile. From her expression, Bai Yanren vaguely found some familiar shadows. She seemed to have figured it out. "If you were a living person among the dead ten years ago, then Bai Yanliang today is a dead person among the living. Am I right?"

Bai Yanren didn't say anything, but just opened his hands to her and said again: "Give me the key."

"I'll give it to you. This is yours." Feng Yiru shook her head slightly and looked at Bai Yanliang. "I want to know, what exactly are you going to do?"

Bai Yanliang saw the expression that belonged to Feng Xiuxue in her eyes.

"Open the door to the fog world, go to the fog world, and put an end to the fog gathering." Bai Yanren said concisely.

"Can you do that?" she asked.

Bai Yanren didn't say anything, and there was no longer any look in his eyes that Feng Yiru was familiar with.

"Take it..." Feng Yiru had just finished speaking.

A key flew into Bai Yanren's hands impatiently.

"I want to take away your life, which has already ended." Bai Yanren said after putting away the key.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a tearing pain all over his body.

The premonition of death surged into her heart, and Feng was instinctively afraid, but soon she seemed relieved.

However, at this moment... a strange wave appeared in the wind and around it.

Feng Yiru suddenly raised his head and looked at Bai Yanren, but saw that his expression did not change at all.

She seemed to understand something and glanced quickly at Bai Yanliang.

He had the same expressionless face as Bai Yanren.

Obviously, Bai Yanliang had so many expressions before, and even if they were fake, he was obsessed with showing all kinds of emotions.

Maybe, he is the real him now.

A dead person among the living.

The next moment, Feng Yiru's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, without even a speck of dust left.

Bai Yanren turned around and said to Bai Yanliang:

"The next one is up to you."

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Yu Wenxuan went back home.

Although it is a home, it has actually been empty for a long time.

It was raining blood outside the window, and I could hear the voice in my mind. They said it was Bai Yanren's voice.

In fact, Yu Wenxuan doesn’t care about these things. He doesn’t even care about his own life or death.

There was only one thing he cared about...

Yu Wenxuan sat quietly on the wooden chair by the window and slowly closed his eyes.

He hasn't had a good rest for too long.

At this moment, the whole city has turned into a hell of blood and corpses, but for him, this is a rare opportunity to catch his breath.

The dream came very quickly. Yu Wenxuan's dream was still the same as reality, sitting by the window, looking at the rain outside.

But compared to the real world, in his dream, only the area around the chair he was sitting on was lit.

Yu Wenxuan even knew that he was in a dream. From childhood to adulthood, he has always been able to distinguish between reality and dreams. Logically speaking, people who are aware that they are dreaming can consciously control their dreams.

But Yu Wenxuan couldn't do it.

Because in the dream, besides the area around him where he is, the place that is lit up usually has... another person.

This time, too.

After a few seconds, a white figure appeared at the bedroom door, but the figure did not rush in. Instead, he looked around.

"Are you here?" Yu Wenxuan looked at him, "Come here."

Zhou Tian smiled slightly when he heard this, walked to the opposite side of Yu Wenxuan, and a black wooden chair with carved patterns appeared out of thin air, and he sat down quietly.

The two of them just leaned sideways against the window, each sitting opposite the other with their backs resting on the chairs.

Zhou Tian...or rather, this was half of Zhou Tian's former soul. Today, he has nothing to do with Zhou Tian anymore.

"Yu Wenxuan..." Zhou Tian's voice was a little confused, "Ever since you found me in your dream, it seems that you never let me get so close."

He seemed to have thought of something, and gloated: "Did you run into any trouble in the real world?"

"I'm just saying goodbye to you," Yu Wenxuan glanced at him lazily, then looked sideways at the rain outside the window, "After all, I'm able to survive because of you."

"But don't expect me to thank you. If it weren't for my own ability, you would be the one controlling this body now, and I would be the one who can only appear in dreams."

Zhou Tian shook his head: "You are wrong. If I were in control of the body, you would not have the chance to appear in my dream. I would have digested you long ago."

"Do you think I'm not doing this?" Yu Wenxuan said calmly, "It's just that the more I digest your soul, the more disgusted I feel with the memories from Zhou Tian."

"If I completely eat your soul, I will definitely become a monster, and I don't want that."

Even in his dream, Zhou Tian's face suddenly flushed: "Do you understand how great everything I have and plan is?"

"How dare you call me a monster?"

"It's something that has never appeared in this world, maybe it's something that has never appeared even in the fog world. If it's not a monster, what is it?" Yu Wenxuan laughed frivolously and moved his gaze from the rain curtain to Zhou Tian.

"What exactly do you want to say? You asked me to come here just to make fun of me, didn't you?" Half of Zhou Tian's soul seemed completely unable to understand Yu Wenxuan's actions at this moment.

"Me? I'm going to die," Yu Wenxuan paused slightly, then propped up his chin with one hand and looked at Yu again, "I promised someone to cooperate with him. It's annoying, but I agreed."

"Is it the projection of that Bai Yanren, or Bai Yanliang?"

"Bai Yanren? Who is he? He can't even help each other..."

"That's Bai Yanliang?" Zhou Tian suddenly became very curious. He was the one who had experienced a life-and-death battle with Yu Wenxuan, a half-soul, and was defeated in the end. He knew very well how determined this man's will was. Would such a person be willing to sacrifice his life for a promise?

"What did you agree with Bai Yanliang?"

Yu Wenxuan folded his arms and slowly closed his eyes in his dream.

"Although you have nothing to do with Zhou Tian anymore, but..."

Yu Wenxuan suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the soul of the doctor opposite him jokingly: "I still don't want to tell you."

"I am such a bad person."

The smiling voice echoed in my dream.

(End of this chapter)