"What's going on?" Ling Chuxi was puzzled.
"Chuxi, let's go!" Blood spurted out and Ling Yichen once again fell in front of him. His face still had that gentle and reluctant smile.
Following that, LAN Xinyu, Baili han, Jiang wuhen, Yi Li ... Those friends who had once gone through life and death with him, once again fell in front of him one by one.
Even though this was not the first time this illusion had appeared, even though Ling Chuxi was very clear that all of this was just an illusion, the moment Huangfu qingjue was dispersed by the ten thousand rays of golden light, she still felt endless grief, sorrow, and despair.
"No!" Ling Chuxi let out a clear cry and her divine sense regained its clarity. She seemed to have vaguely understood something.
"Do it. As long as you die, they will all be safe." Shangguan Wu Xie appeared in front of him again, with an evil smile on her face.