Jun Wu Yao suddenly tightened his hand on her shoulder.
Even if there was such a day, he would not do that.
Because in this world, there were so many loved ones and friends cherished by the little fellow, even if he was under the illusion, he would not destroy the world; the world she once existed in, he would continue to guard it for her. The people she cared about, the land that she cared about. As long as the world still existed, there would always be traces of her.
Jun Wu Xie didn't know what Jun Wu Yao was thinking, she just vaguely noticed that Jun Wu Yao's mood fluctuated a little but eventually fell into peace.
The Spirit Tree was quiet for a long time it was unknown if it had comprehend or not. It turned around and looked at Jun Wu Xie and Jun Wu Yao. It nodded slightly, and that androgynous face was beautiful made people felt that they shouldn't sin by speaking loudly.
