The sound came to an abrupt end.

She disappeared completely in the darkness.

Feiyue looked at Gu Qingshan.

Gu Qingshan met her eyes.

"Don't worry." He whispered.

Immediately afterwards, a book emitting holy glory unfolded beside Gu Qingshan.

The boss flipped through the Book of Destiny and said quickly: "As soon as you draw your sword, I will heal you."

Gu Qingshan suddenly pulled out his long sword.

The emerald green healing technique welcomed it and gathered on Feiyue's wound.

Gu Qingshan held Feiyue and gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

"Sorry, this matter is a long story. It was a conspiracy in the eternal era, but it is over now." Gu Qingshan said softly.

Feiyue didn't know what to say, but just looked at him and nodded in a daze.

"Oh--there's another thing, I should give it back to you."

Gu Qingshan held her hand.

A line of small words fireflies suddenly appeared in the void:

"You are about to give your destiny skills: attachment to it and return it to its original owner."

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

Gu Qingshan said lightly: "Confirm."

In an instant, the black silk thread wrapped around his hand disappeared completely.

Feiyue slowly lowered her head and stared at the black silk thread that reappeared on her wrist.

——This is the skill of fate: attachment.

He just gave it back to himself.

This is the power of destiny!

Feiyue's eyes showed a complicated meaning and said softly: "Fate skills are very powerful, but you don't seem to like it?"

"I believe in the sword in my hand more." Gu Qingshan said.

"I really won't use it for a while?" Feiyue asked.

"No need, I have helped me a lot, and now the item is returned to the original owner."

Gu Qingshan said with a smile.

Feiyue looked at his confident smile and didn't speak for a long time.

Xiaodie stood far and winked at her.

Feiyue laughed a little, shook her head slightly, and signaled that she would not do it.

But she soon fell into deep thought.

"Gu Qingshan, I'm so dizzy that I can't stand."

"I'll help you."

"Thank you."

She leaned her head gently against his shoulder.

"Ah, it's so dizzy, it's uncomfortable..."

While she whispered in pain, she dodged Xiaodie's disdainful eyes.

Suddenly, a thin thread appeared quietly on his snow-white wrist, tangled and stalked towards the void, and finally wrapped around Gu Qingshan's hand.

In the distance, the bloody wind whistled endlessly.
Chapter completed!