The door, the tightly closed door!
Not too far, not too close, as if it's right in front of her, within reach, yet it seems far away, beyond a thousand mountains and rivers, unattainable!
"Cross over! You must cross over! Cross over the seemingly unreal distance! Go push open that door!"
A low, aged voice with boundless authority echoed in Gu Changsheng's ear. In the next moment, the sound of the dragon head cane striking the ground rang out, and Gu Changsheng heard the sound emitted by the silver needles and the furious roar of Dugu Jieao!
Dugu Jieao is fighting with Old Lady Zuoqiu!
Right beside her!
Gu Changsheng knows two masters are fighting right beside her!
Her son, little Bun!
In that instant, a trace of worry appeared on Gu Changsheng's confused face...
Her wide open eyes blinked, and Gu Changsheng wanted to break free from this hollow feeling!
