Without looking at the battlefield anymore, without paying attention to all beings, Gongsun Ce came to Qiluo's side at the first moment.
The girl he loved was gone. Her beautiful face and smooth hair were destroyed in the fire, and what stood before him was nothing but a human form composed of ashes, about to disperse.
"Silly girl." Gongsun Ce closed his eyes. He reached toward King Morton's Country, and the charred Holy Fire Armor instantly flew in from the distant island nation. He wore the Holy Fire Armor, gently embraced her outline, and kissed the fleeting ashes.
