**Meng Yu**'s expression became frozen, her soul was disintegrating.
**Meng Yu** couldn't move, staring blankly at the Death God in front of her.
The Death God reached out with a skeletal hand, gently touching **Meng Yu**'s cheek, he said:
"I told you, the past me or the future me, neither is the current me.
The Li Yang you speak of is not me, and has nothing to do with me.
I wanted to keep you, you know the information of the Celestial Race, and you have decent combat power.
However, I softened my heart.
Killing you is a respect for another me, and also a respect for you.
That era is a tragedy, and I won't let that era descend upon this world.
You are the remnant tragedy of that era.
Find liberation, another version of me's... lover."
...
**Meng Yu** closed her eyes.
In a trance, she returned to that era.
By the beach, **Li Yang** was standing there.
He looked quite gentle, but there was an untamable wildness hidden in his eyes.
