The nightmarish figure dissipated with the sunset, and the broken orange-red color turned into smoke. The wind coming from another space blew out the rooftop scene.

After tasting the new air into the market, they found that this was an empty abandoned room, with the wonderful feeling of the sunset that seemed to be felt through breathing.

In the place where there were originally monster figures, Jun Buhui and Qianye, who were now slightly away from each other, were now behind.

Qianye looked very painful. There was black liquid when he opened his mouth. When he came out, he seemed to be unable to speak at all.

Jun Buhui also had tears, and his sweat and saliva flowed down as if he could not help but staggeredly, and he could not do it.

"Night!!" Gong Zi rushed over.

"No regrets!!!!" Cao Yu, who was standing beside him, also flew away to Jun Buhui.

"Jun Buhui, classmate Qianye!" Xiao Han walked towards Jun Buhui and was about to help him.

Yu Wanze walked towards the king without regrets, and he was his own little owl.

Gong Zi hugged Qianye and helped him up, looking at the unknown black liquid in panic. After seeing Gong Zi approaching, Qianye raised his head and pointed to Teacher Gong Zi's pocket tremblingly.

Gong Zi knew the position he was pointing at, containing fragments of his own notebook.

Just now, in the environment where you could feel the wind, he learned that he used sound to record himself, so where did the piece of paper he left for Gong Zi come from?

Qianye had no way to continue speaking, but Gong Zi felt for no reason that this might be what Jun Buhui said about being with him. For some reason, Qianye's soul or phantom, who could be temporarily retained, once borrowed Jun Buhui's hand to write this sentence and handed it to him.

Such an incredible thing made Gong Zi more likely to think that he no longer lived in this world. Now he only existed at this moment, as if there was a physical phantom.

He had a premonition that Qianye would soon dissipate and completely dissipate.

Gong Zi took out the notes in his pocket, then took out the notes he had just written out, and stuffed them into his palm: "In this way, we will exchange them."

Looking at Gong Zi's movements, Qian Ye's painful expression added some surprise, and then when his eyes fell into the paper in his hand, he finally smiled weakly.

Gong Zi held his hands and ten fingers together, and read the words on the note in his ear.

“—”

He nodded vigorously, and Gong Zi could also feel the power of his hand coming from his hand. He leaned forward, as if he was trying to tell Gong Zi in the morning sunshine.

Then, like a water balloon falling from a high place and cracking in a slow playback, Qianye's body gradually turned into black liquid droplets, and the black liquid began to decompose and disappear in a strange form.

Gong Zi felt that the hand he held seemed to have become trembling. This was the last trace of light left by the phantom in this world, and it was also the one that the child tried hard to convey to him...the last...

Looking at him who turned into black liquid, before the last liquid disappeared-

Transparent tears slid down from their faces and merged into the black ocean.

"Please take part of me away."

It was like black liquid with body temperature slid from Gong Zi's hands. After they completely disappeared, there was no trace of tears on the floor, and Qianye's figure completely disappeared.

"You just said you wanted someone to worry about you and regret starving to death in the mainland. I don't know if you saw it through that owl, but I've experienced that kind of thing once."

"I have experienced this for the second time, even if I have a teacher, it will be difficult for me to do. After all, if the students are gone, what's the use of asking for a teacher?"
Chapter completed!