Chapter 483: Seeing You Again, I'm Very Happy
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Qingqiu, God Lord's Mansion.
Fei Yuan and Yan were drinking tea and playing chess.
Fei Yuan was a little absent-minded, holding a black piece in his hand, unable to make a move for a long time.
“Worried about Luo'er?” Yan saw his concerns.
“Lan Cang passed away three years ago. After Luo'er returned from the funeral that day, she never mentioned it again. She looks no different from before, but I can see that she was sad and depressed for a long time, and she still hasn’t completely let go…” Fei Yuan sighed sadly, and casually dropped the black piece.
Yan looked at the chess game that was gradually losing its order, pointed to a white piece, and ended the game.
“Your mind is cluttered, and you feel guilty.”
“Luo'er is inherently affectionate and devoted. Lan Cang was the first male she fell in love with. No matter how long it has been, he will always have a place in her heart that no one can enter… But Luo'er didn’t get to see him one last time. I, I can’t imagine how sad she was at the time.”
“This matter also exceeded my expectations, and I also bear some responsibility. I shouldn’t have let you take Luo'er to the God Realm.” Yan frowned slightly, with some doubts, “Although I foresaw his short life, he should have lived to be six hundred and seventy-two years old. He passed away before he was six hundred years old. He shouldn’t have left so suddenly.”
“Are you saying that there are other hidden secrets?”
“Lan Cang has been involved in politics for many years. He is upright and affectionate, and has not provoked any enemies. Even those who disagree with his political views should not resort to such sinister tricks to assassinate him.” Yan added, “Perhaps my divination was wrong. No one can see everyone’s destiny clearly.”
“I don’t know when Luo'er will be able to get over it…”
Yan was about to speak when he paused.
“She still went.”
Fei Yuan immediately understood what he meant, and smiled helplessly, “With Luo'er’s personality, no one can stop her from going if she wants to.”
Those were nice words, but the one who found it hardest to let go was herself.
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Sang Luo swore that she would never go against time and space again, but she still couldn't help it. She couldn't swallow this breath!
She wanted to find out what was going on!
After Lan Cang left, the soul connection between the two was also severed. Without the guidance of the soul mark, she was like a headless fly, searching randomly among the countless fragments in the space-time tunnel, and finally found Lan Cang's timeline.
Ruins and forests coexist.
On one side were the collapsed city ruins after the war, and just across a valley, on the other side was a lush, primitive jungle. This extremely fragmented scene was common on the borders of the Western Continent.
Many hunting teams from the tribes climbed over the valley to find supplies in the ruins after the war. Sometimes they would also find some unexpected gains, such as homeless females.
The beastmen returned fully loaded, rushing back to their tribe before dark.
On the other side, Sang Luo opened her eyes, looking at the forest in front of her and the stone house buildings not far away, and was a little dazed for a moment.
This scene was unfamiliar, yet somewhat familiar.
She remembered that this was actually the Kordo tribe!?
In front of the tribe village entrance, a black-haired teenager sat alone on a large rock, bent one long leg, and patiently sharpened the long knife in his hand.
His face was delicate and handsome, his eyebrows were sharp, revealing a hint of soldier-like fortitude. His figure was still a bit thin, but not at all weak. Even through his clothes, one could see the firmness and fullness of the muscles in his shoulders and back. Unfortunately, a scar on his face ruined this overall beauty, and he exuded a coldness that kept people away. No females who passed by dared to strike up a conversation with him.
He seemed to enjoy this loneliness, rarely associating with others.
The young man lowered his head, carefully examining the brightly polished blade.
A slender and graceful figure appeared on the ground, accompanied by a delicate fragrance.
The young man raised his head in confusion, but when he saw the appearance of the person, he swallowed all the words back into his throat.
He had never seen such a beautiful female.
“Cang Cang.” Sang Luo saw the boy in her memory, and her eyes unconsciously became wet.
The girl's soft call pulled Lan Cang back to his senses. He was even more stunned. How did the other party know his name?
She was not a female from the tribe.
He had never seen her, let alone known her, but when he saw her eyes redden, smiling and shedding tears, his heart felt a pang of sourness, as if it was being grabbed, and he wanted to reach out and help her wipe away the tears on her face.
“You are…”
He put down the long knife in his hand, got up and jumped to the ground.
The next second, he was tightly hugged around the waist by the girl. Lan Cang's whole body stiffened, and he didn't know where to put his hands.
Sang Luo heard the heartbeat hidden in the boy's chest become flustered and rapid, and the corners of her lips curled up in a light smile, “Cang Cang, it’s so good to see you again in time…”
“I’m really happy.”
She tiptoed and kissed him on the cheek.
Then, like a gust of wind, she disappeared without a trace.
Lan Cang stood blankly in front of the village entrance, the surroundings were empty, and a trace of warmth still remained in his arms.
He touched his face, the wet kiss, the soft touch made his heart tremble.
But he suddenly couldn't remember what had just happened.
It was like a daydream.
“Hey, Lan Cang!”
Someone passed by and called him.
“Today is the day the tribe females choose their partners. It’s boring for you to stay here.”
“I heard that the hunting team brought back several young females from outside today. Let’s go and take a look.”
The young male beasts rushed to get ahead, fearing that they would be snatched by others!
Lan Cang's hidden injuries had not yet healed, and he had never been interested in this kind of thing, but at this time he inexplicably started walking and followed.
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Sang Luo opened her eyes again, no longer in the primitive tribal forest, but in a city of steel and cement. She was quite familiar with the architectural style of this place. It was a city in the Western Continent.
In front of her were abandoned garbage dumps, and many ragged, disheveled vagrants, holding expired nutrient solutions and leftover canned meat from the trash cans, sizing her up with various eyes, an uninvited guest who was out of place with the surroundings.
There was fear, there was greed… Most of them were ill-intentioned.
Sang Luo had never seen this scene in the Western Continent.
This was a slum she had never set foot in.
Sang Luo had heard Lan Cang say long ago that the gap between the rich and the poor in the Western Continent was huge. Back then, she lived with Caesar and Doto, and never had the opportunity to come into contact with these lower-level beastmen. It turned out that Lan Cang had lived in this kind of place since he was a child.
No wonder he accidentally swallowed a polluted energy crystal when he couldn't find food when he was a child.
Sang Luo's mood was complicated.
She wanted to try to prevent Lan Cang from eating the polluted crystal.
The most urgent task was to find the young Lan Cang first.
But with so many people, finding an unknown little wolf beast was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Sang Luo spent a lot of effort searching for half a month, but found nothing.
She also had to spend time dealing with those cunning and treacherous beastmen in the slums.
Strangely, in the past few days, she could always feel a faint gaze peeping, but when she used her mental power to investigate, there was nothing.
