Chapter 175 Ruins Eye
Zong Fang obviously didn't believe her, and his way of verifying it was very direct. He bit his wrist on the spot. Seeing that the wound did not heal, he showed the most genuine smile in all these days.

Later, no matter how Qiao Susu tried to coax him, the man refused to give in.

She thought that now that the healing had been transferred to herself, Zong Fang would be relieved, but Qiao Susu found that he was still very nervous the next day.

"No bleeding?"

She answered him for the fifth time, "No, Munakata, don't worry. Once in a while is fine."

Zong Fang frowned and said, "I don't dare to believe your words at all."

Fortunately, he forced himself to hold back yesterday and didn't let her seduce him, otherwise he would definitely blame himself today.

Qiao Suisui sat at the dining table eating breakfast, shaking her feet. She wanted to let this go, but she heard the man ask sinisterly, "Besides self-healing, what other talents do you have?"

Her hand holding the bread froze. Oh my god, is this a revenge? Isn't this a disguised way of asking her who else she had done this with?

Qiao Suisui laughed dryly and said, "No more, really, there is only this one."

Zongfang's eyes seemed to be smiling, and it was unclear whether he believed it or not. But after this incident, the two of them tacitly did not mention it again. She did not mention it because she was afraid that Zongfang would misunderstand and cause trouble. Zongfang did not mention it because he really wanted to turn a blind eye to it. Some things would only make him feel bad if he knew them. He had no way to deal with her.

That day, Sang Yan suggested taking her for a ride, and she went out after saying hello to Karl and Zong Fang.

I thought I was going to drive out in a flying ship, but when I walked out, I saw a Dragon parked in the yard.

No, a dragon.

Sang Yan's wings spread out, and suddenly they seemed to cover the sky and the sun.

When Qiao Suisui saw a dragon for the first time, she looked up and was stunned. This was not the image of an oriental dragon she had seen in textbooks, but rather a description of dragons in a western fantasy world. His body was covered with thick scales, and each scale was like a finely crafted armor, gleaming with a metallic luster in the sun. When the wings were spread out, they were broad and powerful, like a huge canvas, covering half of the sky. With each vibration, the air made a low roar. His claws were as sharp as blades, as if they could easily crush rocks. His tail was long and powerful, with a sharp bone spur at the end.

She was a little afraid to go forward, but the next second, Long lowered his head and leaned forward, lying in front of her devoutly. He swept the tip of his tail over, and after Qiao Suisui sat down, he slowly and carefully placed her on his back.

She grabbed the scales on his back and stood on it very steadily, as if she was standing on the top of a mountain, and her vision immediately broadened.

Zongfang was a little worried and wanted to follow, but was stopped by Karl.

"Let her relax. Sang Yan won't let her get hurt."

Zong Fang saw her smiling happily with her eyes sparkling. It was rare to see her so energetic, so he swallowed all his worries.

Sang Yan carried Qiao Suisui and flew over the Freedom Alliance. The wind blew from all directions, as if washing away all the troubles in her heart. She closed her eyes, feeling the gentle caress of the wind and the vibration brought by the flapping of the dragon's wings.

She saw the towering mountain peaks, which looked like giant fingers pointing to the sky, majestic and magnificent. The tops of the mountain peaks were covered with white snow, shining brightly under the sunlight.

Her hair was messed up, but she didn't care. She just wanted to shout loudly, and she felt that her soul was completely integrated with the vast world of the Alliance of Freedom.

Looking down further, the vast forest is like a green ocean, the treetops shimmering in the sun, the leaves rustling in the breeze. The river is like a silver ribbon, winding and twisting, the water surface in the sun is like countless diamonds sparkling, and the water is gurgling.

Qiao Suisui pointed to the distance excitedly, and kept exclaiming: "Sang Yan, what is that? What is over there?" After asking, she remembered that he couldn't speak now, and only the roar of dragons responded to her. Sang Yan took her to fly over mountains and rivers, sometimes high and sometimes low.

His speed was not fast, it could even be said to be very slow, but she still felt it was exciting.

During the flight, Qiao Suisui suddenly noticed a huge crack on the ground, which was bottomless, as if the earth was split open. She pointed at the crack and asked, "Sang Yan, is this the Ruins Eye?"

Sang Yan let out a dragon roar in response. "Can we get closer and take a look?"

Sang Yan slightly adjusted the angle of his wings, slowly descended, and brought Qiao Suisui closer to the huge crack. As the altitude decreased, Qiao Suisui could clearly see the edge of the crack, where there were jagged rocks, as if they had been torn and impacted by countless crustal movements.

She stared into the depths of the crack and vaguely saw flashes of blue-purple light, as if it was an endless abyss hiding unknown secrets.

Lan Ze came in and out of here? How did he do it? Why did he go in here? What's down there?
She leaned down and directed Sang Yan to come closer. Their altitude kept decreasing until they were almost flying close to the edge of the rift valley. At this moment, Qiao Susu suddenly saw her hands and body blur.

She thought she was dazzled and stared at her hands with wide eyes. After a few seconds, her hands disappeared and reappeared like pixels skipping frames.

"what happened"

Sang Yan noticed something was wrong with her, soared up, and flew back to the sky. The frame drop phenomenon never happened again.

Qiao Susu frowned and looked at the big crack below, her eyes full of confusion.

At the same time, at the bottom of the crack canyon, Lan Ze stood in endless darkness. It was so quiet that he could only hear his own heartbeat.

In the distance, the shadow of a door loomed ahead, like a strange beacon guiding him forward. He approached the door step by step.

As the distance got closer, Lan Ze sensed that there seemed to be a vague figure inside the door.

The silhouette of the figure completely overlapped with his, and the body shape was exactly the same, as if it was a mirror reflecting himself.

Lan Ze's footsteps suddenly stopped, and his mental power was like his eyes, vibrating and shooting towards the person inside the door.

He 'saw' that person's facial features were exactly the same as his own, but the other person's face was full of traces of time, as if it was himself decades later.

In an instant, the darkness around him seemed to come alive and began to slowly approach him. His previous absurd guess was answered affirmatively at this moment. The old man sweeping the floor in the church was this person in disguise, and this person was himself? !
He stared at the figure intently, trying to see more details. The figure inside the door seemed to be staring at him as well.

"You're here after all." said the person inside the door.

Lan Ze subconsciously took a step back, but the door and the figure still followed him.

Is this an illusion, or reality?
When he tried to reach out and touch the door, his fingers just touched the surface of the door and passed through it as if it was nothing.

"It's no use. These are two different worlds."

"What do you mean?" Lan Ze suppressed his composure, stared at the person inside the door, and asked, "Who are you? Why did you say those things to me before? Why can't I predict it now?"

The person inside the door smiled nostalgically and asked excitedly: "Did you succeed? Did you stop her from leaving that world?"

Lan Ze frowned and asked in confusion: "What are you talking about?"

The person inside the door just looked at him and smiled, "I know you. If I tell you those words, you will definitely change your fate because you are unwilling to accept it. Even if she hates you, at least... at least you won't be like me, guarding a world without her and falling into endless waiting."

"Who is the 'she' you're talking about?" Lan Ze quickly stepped forward and tried to grab him out of the door, but his tentacles only dispersed a shadow.

"Go back and cherish the world with her."

(End of this chapter)