There is a kind of pain, which is when the pain reaches the extreme, the sensation is numb, but you can still feel the bone-deep coldness wrapping around the whole body, as if the heart has been frozen and no longer beats.
After an unknown period of time, those bloodthirsty monsters dispersed, leaving behind Si Yu's true body - Bailong, a bloody remains. He was unhooked from the pillar and dragged to the top of a cliff. Behind her, a trace of blood on the ground was left, which was not deep or shallow.
Below the cliff was an abyss, bottomless and pitch black. Just looking at it made her tremble with fear, but she was thrown into it without stopping.
After being thrown down, Fairy Si Yu took her last look and vaguely saw that the blue sky in the heaven was getting farther and farther away, and was lost in the darkness all around.
A woman's ghostly voice came to her ears. The voice seemed not to come from the sky above her head, but more like it came from hell.
"If you go down from here, there will be no bones left of you! You are just a Siyu, a low-level Xian'e, why should you fight with me? Go to hell!"
The wind whizzed past her ears, wailing like a ghost, and suddenly a huge wind whirlpool enveloped her, mixed with thunderstorms, hail, and sand, all as sharp as blades, stinging and tearing at the remains of her body.
She was like a withered leaf swept up in the autumn wind. In this dark whirlwind, she slowly fell and gradually lost consciousness.
Fairy Si Yu, the only remaining immortal body in this world, was carried by the wind whirlpool, quickly spun down, and slowly disappeared into the sky. It was as if Si Yu had never come to this world.
Purpose: Cherish pure love and face the wind and rain