Walnut used me to boost her sales performance.

Looking at Jiang Bai, who was cold in her arms and seemed to have been dead for a long time, Hu Tao poked his forehead in annoyance.

"Don't actually die, buddy. I don't want to hold a funeral for you."

Jiang Bai in his arms did not respond at all, like a lifeless, pale doll.

An ordinary person would have lost their life long ago in such cold temperatures.

But Jiang Bai is different.

He is special.

Walnut firmly believes this.

Hu Tao turned around with Jiang Bai in her arms, and the passage that had been forcibly cleared was now frozen over again.

White mist billowed around them as Hu Tao carried Jiang Bai step by step. Jiang Bai's tall figure was held by the petite woman, and ice seemed to grow beneath their feet, making the enormous ice crystal palace seem like a mere backdrop.

Just as Kong was marveling at the breathtaking scene, he heard Hu Tao shout:

"Kong, quickly take a picture of me with your camera! When this guy wakes up, I'm going to make fun of him!"

The moment Hu Tao uttered that voice, all the emotion and shock vanished.

Kong's lips twitched, but he still dutifully took out the camera.

Click! The scene of the damsel in distress saving the hero was captured in the photo.

After leaving the main hall with Jiang Bai, the surrounding temperature immediately returned to normal, and even the ice gradually melted.

Leaving the upside-down palace, Hu Tao placed Jiang Bai on the ground and looked at him, still unconscious, with worry.

How can I wake up?

Yi Dou rubbed his hands together, eager to try out his pain management method.

Hu Tao glanced at him. "I can let you experience it first."

"Grandpa, please take a look, what's his condition now?"

Zhongli checked him over and said, "He's still alive."

When will he wake up?

"I don't know."

"He's not going to just sleep like this for years, is he?"

Seeing the worried Hu Tao, Zhong Li chuckled, "It's not that bad..."

"Let's leave here first. If we want to leave this space, we can't stay here."

Hu Tao placed Jiang on the stretcher, and Yi Dou climbed back onto A Chou's back.

In this space, injuries heal much more slowly than in the outside world.

Although time seems to stand still here, and even hunger is nonexistent.

"Mr. Zhongli, I'll take over."

Xiao stubbornly reached out and took the stretcher from Zhongli's hands.

Zhongli had no choice but to let it go.

"You don't need to blame yourself for this, Xiaobai will wake up soon."

Xiao lowered his eyes and nodded slightly.

"Relax a bit, we've found Jiang Bai, now all we have to do is find our way out!"

Paimon tried to liven things up.

"I'm looking for Fushe."

“Floating House? I think I’ve heard that name before.” Paimon tilted his head.

Xiao then recounted the purpose of his visit to the Great Abyss.

He originally came to find Fushe, but he was constantly worried because of Jiang Bai's disappearance.

Now that Jiang Bai has been found, it's time for him to fulfill his wish.

"Among us celestial yakshas, ​​only Fushe's body has not been found."

"The Yaksha has been dealing with the remnants of demons for many years, and his body is tainted with karma. Over time, he inevitably goes mad. The last time I saw him was on the day he went insane."

"He left, and nobody knows where he went. I've never heard from him again."

“Fushe is the eldest of the five of us. He once said that there are many battles between the Yakshas. Whether they are dead or alive, we should look after each other and know where they are.”

"I am the one who survived, and I have a duty to find out where everyone else is."

Paimon suddenly clapped his hands. "I remember now! Zhiqiong said that there is a legend about a Yaksha who was suppressed at the bottom of the Great Abyss. Could it be Fushe?"

"500 years ago, the monsters of Kanria invaded the Abyss of Rock. A brave and skilled Yaksha led the people in battle, but no one knew his name, and he never spoke his name."

Ye Lan calmly recited the records from the General Affairs Department's files.

"So they were really suppressed at the bottom of the abyss?"

"Yes," Ye Lan replied affirmatively.

“One of my ancestors is also buried here.”

Chapter 626 If you can live, why die?

"Ah! Ghost!"

Suddenly, Ichidou let out a scream.

"What's wrong!"

All eyes turned to them.

One finger pointed at the strange black shadow that had suddenly appeared.

The shadowy figure appeared silently; if he hadn't happened to see it, he wouldn't have noticed it at all.

"Huh? It disappeared?"

"What exactly is this thing?"

Zhongli's gaze was complicated. He closed his eyes and sighed.

"They were people who were once swallowed up by this space. They turned into unconscious shadows and became one with this space."

"Huh? Does that mean if we stay here, things will turn out like this too?" Paimon felt scared.

"This space can no longer be called a space. It can sense strong desires, reflect some information in people's hearts, gradually lure us in, and eventually devour us."

"How terrifying!" Paimon shrank behind Kong in fear.

"So, the reason we encountered Jiang Bai was because our overly strong desires were sensed by the space?" Hu Tao pondered.

Then, this space extracted and projected a fragment of Jiang Bai's past memories.

So, Jiang Bai's memories should have been fully restored.

It's a pity he rarely mentioned these things about the past.

"Does that mean that as long as we strongly desire to see that Floating Yaksha, we can see him?" Kuki Shinobu put forward his conjecture.

"It's worth a try."

Driven by their strong desire, the group heard the sound of Fushe.

Just like Jiang Bai who appeared back then, this four-armed yaksha launched an attack directly at them.

"You vile monsters, how many people have died because of you!"

"I led you into the underground space because I discovered your weakness!"

"Die here with me!"

Fushe's eyes widened in anger, and he swung his vajra pestle with tremendous force.

"As brave as you are... how could you die here..."

Pu Yuan stood in front of him, blocking his way, while Xiao stared at the floating house in front of him.

He didn't want to believe that Fushe had died here, but there was indeed no trace of Fushe in the underground.

Many things don't cease to exist just because you don't believe them.

Many things never go as expected.

Xiao pushed back forcefully, then swept his spear shoulder horizontally.

They, the Yakshas, ​​only know how to fight; let this battle be their final farewell.

Gunshots flashed everywhere, and figures moved about indistinctly.

The sounds of panting and clashing weapons echoed in the empty space.

Facing Fushe, Xiao, who was already seriously injured, quickly fell into a disadvantageous position.

"We're here to help you!" Kong said, ready to lend a hand.

Xiao wiped the blood from his lips, and the wind from his gun became even more fierce.

"No need. This is my battle, and also my last chance to see him."

Watching the two Yakshas fight, Zhongli turned his head away.

He looked at the upside-down palace not far away, feeling melancholy.

"Mr. Zhongli seems to have something on his mind?" Ye Lan walked over.

"I just couldn't bear to see such a scene."

Ye Lan glanced back, then closed her eyes.

Those who sacrificed themselves to protect Liyue are Liyue's eternal pain.

With Xiao's reckless fighting style, they quickly regained the upper hand.

"Grand Marshal Tengshe, your power is not without limits."

Despite knowing that Fushe couldn't hear him, Xiao still spoke almost to himself.

"Your illusion is not as good as you."

Fushe looked exhausted. He turned to the non-existent soldiers behind him and shouted:

"Go! I'll cover the rear and prevent the monsters from returning to the surface!"

"Remember, everyone hold the two-hundred-mile front line outside the rocky outcrops!"

Hearing this, Paimon felt a lump in his throat.

"Waaah, I really want to cry..."

The people around them weren't much better off; they were all in extremely low spirits.

Fu She's figure disappeared.

Xiao collapsed to the ground, his previously bandaged wound bursting open again, turning him into a blood-soaked figure.

"Sigh, I'm about to run out of bandages..." Hisaki sighed.

“I have a lot more here.” Hu Tao took out a large bundle of bandages.

"I'll do it."

Zhongli took the bandage, walked to Xiao's side, and lifted his arm.

When Zhongli touched him, Xiao's whole body became stiff and rigid.

"...I...I can do it myself..."

Zhongli ignored his words, wrapping bandages around his wound again and again, her tone unusually stern.

"You're in a very bad state right now; if you continue, you'll die."

Xiao lowered his head, "Dying in battle is the fate of a Yaksha..."

Zhongli tapped him hard on the forehead, and unusually, he started to breathe.