Master, help me!

In his impression, Fang Yi was graceful, confident, composed, and pure, standing tall and radiant like a white lotus.

The Fang Yi before him had messy hair and a haggard appearance.

She was sitting on the ground, drawing.

However, one hand kept hitting her forehead.

She mumbled intermittently, "How could I not remember?"

"That was where Shen Dage and I first met."

"Where did we meet that day?"

"Qingling Ferry? Manggu Long Road? Or Tongyuan Secret Realm?"

"Damn it! How could I forget?"

"That was where Shen Dage and I first met."

"I can't forget!"

"I told him I would remember everything about him."

"How can I break my promise to Shen Dage?"

She hit her forehead again and again.

She tried hard to recall the past scene.

But the more she recalled, the more she realized that the scene had long since faded.

The more it faded, the more she recalled.

The more she recalled, the more pain she felt.

Thus, she seemed to have fallen into an endless loop.

It made her so painful that she could barely breathe, and her emotions were so agitated that she was almost out of control.

In the end, she hugged her head with both hands and curled up in the corner.

She trembled all over, like a small beast struggling in pain.

"How... how... could I not remember?"

When Shen Jinkuo saw this scene, his blood rushed instantly, and every word seemed to strike his heart like a hammer.

It made his heart ache so much that he couldn't breathe.

He reached out, wanting to embrace the poor beauty in front of him and cherish her.

But in the end, he forcefully stopped himself.

He said with a trembling voice, "Yier, don't think about it anymore."

"What virtue or ability do I, Shen Jinkuo, possess to deserve such treatment from you?"

At this moment, he truly wished he could go back a thousand years and tear to pieces the former him who had rejected Yier.

Such a beauty!

Such deep affection!

How could a mere position as the head of a branch family compare to her?

As Shen Jinkuo's voice fell, Fang Yi's delicate body trembled.

She suddenly turned her head and stood up with the fastest speed.

For a moment, their eyes met.

The figure that had occupied her heart for a thousand years seemed to have stepped out of a dream and overlapped with reality.

"Shen Dage, is... is it you?"

Her eyes were slightly red, and tears flowed down like broken strings of pearls.

"I... am I dreaming!"

She stepped forward immediately, wanting to touch the outline of Shen Jinkuo's face.

But then she seemed to remember something and retreated backward.

She only stopped when she had retreated to what she considered a safe distance.

"Shen Dage, I never thought that in this life, I would be able to see you again."

"To see you again in this life, I am already content!"

"You should go! Yier is already married to another, her reputation is ruined, and she is an inauspicious person who brings misfortune to her husband and relatives. I dare not claim to be worthy of Shen Dage."

"You deserve someone better."

Every word was like a knife, cutting deeply into Shen Jinkuo's heart.

He never expected that even at this point, Yier had no complaints about him at all, but instead was constantly thinking of him.

He asked with a trembling voice and red eyes, "Yier, could it be that you don't hate me at all in your heart?"

"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have ended up like this. If it weren't for me, the Fang Family wouldn't have fallen to such a state."

Fang Yi shook her head, her emotions could no longer be suppressed, and she broke down completely, covering her mouth and sobbing loudly.

She choked and sobbed, "It's... Yier's fortune is shallow, and to meet Shen Dage in this life is already a great blessing."

"In this life, I have never blamed Shen Dage in the slightest."

"For you to come and see Yier, Yier is already very happy, very happy!"

Shen Jinkuo's emotions could no longer be suppressed.

The big, strong man's eyes welled up with tears.

"Yier, I'm sorry!"

This apology had been weighing on his heart for a thousand years.

He had always thought that when they met again, this apology would bring him complete liberation.

However, he now realized.

What he had to say was far more than just an apology.

What Fang Yi was waiting for was also not just an apology.

She shook her head, a tragic and beautiful smile appearing on her face.

"All of this was Yier's choice. From beginning to end, Shen Dage has never wronged Yier in the slightest."

As she spoke, she coughed lightly, and an abnormal flush appeared on her face.

Shen Jinkuo clearly saw a touch of crimson blood on her pale, beautiful hand that covered her mouth.

The blood was so brilliantly red, so dazzling, so red that it filled his heart with great fear.

"Yier, what's wrong with you?"

He quickly stepped forward, about to check on the beauty's condition.

"No... don't come over!"

However, this action was sternly rejected by Fang Yi.

Seeing her emotional, Shen Jinkuo dared not make any more moves.

He was afraid of agitating her.

Seeing this, Fang Yi's face finally showed a relieved smile.

She leaned against the wall, her tear-filled eyes radiating a soft light: "Fang Dage, I'm afraid... I'm not doing well!"

"Cultivating Demonic Technique before has drained too much of my life essence. Now, I have already reached the end of my life's lamp."

"I originally thought that heaven was cruel."

"It allowed me to meet you, but I couldn't stay with you, leaving me with a thousand years of sorrow and regret."

"But now I realize that heaven has been kind to me after all."

"To be able to see Shen Dage again in this life, Yier, even if I die... I will have no regrets!"

Upon hearing that the beautiful woman was about to pass away, Shen Jinkuo completely refused to accept this fact.

"No!"

"You will definitely be fine!"

At this moment, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, pacing frantically.

Yet, he was helpless.

Even he had detected that the vitality in Yier's body was rapidly dissipating.

A moment later, his eyes moved.

"That's right!"

"Master's Divine Ability is vast, profound, and his methods are heaven-reaching. He will definitely be able to save you!"

"Yier, wait for me. I will definitely beg Master to save you."

As he spoke, he rushed out of the Serene Heart Pavilion immediately.

He knelt before Zhong Qing with a thud and cried, "Master, help!"

"Please save Yier!"

Zhong Qing's expression shifted slightly, and Fang Xiaotian, who was beside him, also became anxious.

"What have you done to my daughter?"

"Yier cultivated Demonic Technique, and her body has developed serious problems. Please, Master, save her."

"You jinx, Yier never had problems before, but as soon as you came, she did."

"If anything happens to my daughter, I will never be done with you in this life."

At this moment, Fang Xiaotian was also completely anxious, having lost all his composure, and started lashing out at Shen Jinkuo.

"Enough!"

"At this time, what's the point of saying all this? Let's go and see what's going on first!"

At this moment, Zhong Qing spoke.

As his voice fell, he had already disappeared from his original spot.

The others also followed closely behind.