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149: Chapter 149: The Train That Never Stops (Part 18)

"Xiao Hua, I didn't expect you to actually be right."

The coffin in front of her was tailor-made for her by this place. Qian Ye approached it and saw that its length and width were perfectly matched to her physique.

"Twilight Coffin, Twilight Coffin... so that's what it means?"

Is this the end of the final stop?

At the same time,

Within the same mist, a figure was running rapidly.

"No, no, no..."

"This is not my destination!"

"No, this is my final end..."

"I am meant to reach this place."

A figure drew closer. An Ke clutched her head, muttering to herself as she ran incessantly, glancing back from time to time as if something were chasing her.

She seemed to be suffering from a split personality, crying one moment and laughing the next.

She kept clutching her head.

Deep in An Ke's mind, a voice kept telling her she had to leave.

Leave.

But where was she supposed to go?

Here?

No, no, no, not here!

She didn't belong here!

But...

Why?

Why?

No, another voice in her mind was persuading her.

Her life was over; this was her final resting place.

An Ke didn't believe it, yet at the same time, she did, struggling incessantly.

Seeing the coffin appear before her eyes again, An Ke broke down once more.

"No, stop following me!"

"I don't want to! I do!"

No matter which direction An Ke ran, the coffin would always appear right in front of her.

"Aaaah..."

An Ke collapsed onto the ground in despair.

"Come here~"

"You belong here~"

"This is your final destination."

A voice kept drilling into An Ke's ears, constantly whispering temptations.

"Ah, yes, my destination."

"It's... right... here..."

Slumped on the ground, An Ke suddenly looked up, a bizarre smile spreading across her lips.

In the next second, she slowly stood up, her eyes fixed on the coffin as she walked straight toward it.

Yes, this was her end.

As An Ke approached, the coffin opened automatically, inviting her inside as if it couldn't wait.

The moment An Ke neared the coffin, her entire body began to change at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Her black hair turned gray inch by inch, her firm face slowly filled with wrinkles, and her raised hand became withered and shriveled.

In just that instant, she transformed from a young woman into a gray-haired elderly person.

She slowly crawled into the coffin step by step. Finally, An Ke closed her eyes peacefully, and the coffin slowly shut.

The coffin then slowly rose into the air, becoming one of the many hanging coffins.

Silence returned to the surroundings; nothing could be heard...

On Qian Ye's side,

If the enemy doesn't move, I don't move. She just watched the coffin in front of her to see what it wanted to do.

They remained in a stalemate.

Bored, Qian Ye stroked Xiao Hua in her arms.

"Master, this isn't like you."

"Why don't you go take a look?"

Hearing this, Qian Ye pinched its leaves.

"Heh, they've already prepared a coffin for me. Do you really expect me to die a natural death of old age?"

"How could that be? Unless the sky falls."

spider lily swayed its body, trying to free itself from her grasp.

Unfortunately, its struggles were in vain.

"Staying in this stalemate isn't a solution either!"

Xiao Hua didn't understand. What was Master trying to do?

"Hmm, waiting for my dear, of course." Qian Ye held the red singer, swinging it back and forth out of boredom.

Suddenly, her left ear twitched.

"Hmm, here they come~"

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