This fairy-themed work is a fan sequel to the famous stand-alone game "Legend of Sword and Fairy 4". The work is narrated from the first-person perspective of the heroine Ning Xing, a disciple of the Qionghua sect, focusing on the continuation of Murong Ziying's "hundred years" experience that was not explained in the game plot. The other protagonists Han Lingsha and Yun Tianhe are also included in the story.
The desert is endless, and the wind and dust are everywhere.
"Mengli" stood quietly, watching everything that happened expressionlessly.
"Tianhe! Tianhe!" Lingsha knelt beside the unconscious Tianhe, calling anxiously. "Wake up!"
"Lingsha..." Ziying stood aside, frowning. He woke up a long time ago and saw the comatose Tianhe and Houyi shooting the sun bow and Tianhe sword beside him, and already understood what happened. Before Lingsha woke up, he had already tried his best to wake up Tianhe, but Tianhe seemed to be immersed in an endless dream, so peacefully, unable to wake up...
"Let's go first." He looked at the dust that gradually filled the air. "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's return to Qingluan Peak with our swords first."
"But..." Lingsha quietly wiped away the tears on her cheeks and raised her head, "Tianhe..."
"I'll take him." Ziying said and leaned down, trying to carry Tianhe on her back, "Go back to Qingluan Peak first, there will always be a way to wake him up." (But, is there really a way...) Ziying closed her eyes and shook her head, trying to put such negative thoughts behind her.
"Lingsha, are you and Mengli ready?" Ziying carried Tianhe on her back and stood on her sword.
"Okay. Let's go." Lingsha forced a smile, but her heart was so heavy that it was hard to force a smile.
Ziying turned her head and couldn't bear to look anymore, and sighed in her heart: (Lingsha, why do you have to...) Then she cleared her mind, concentrated her mind, mobilized her inner strength, and was ready to go...
Suddenly, a distant voice abruptly interrupted Ziying's thoughts, directly and deeply touching a nerve in his brain that had been tense for a long time and was already very fragile. Fei Wen Huanri, who had just taken off into the sky, was hovering in mid-air...
That voice, Murong Ziying will never forget, let alone forget...
"Teacher - uncle -..."
Purpose: Destiny is in one's own hands, but one has no right to interfere with the destiny of others