For Gu Yi'an, death had never frightened her.
While she longed to live, the relentless erasure of her memories at that moment made her rather choose immediate death, taking with her the most beautiful and precious memories she once had!
Unfortunately, at this very moment, besides feeling terror, she could do nothing.
She felt so tired, in so much pain, unbearably uncomfortable.
All the memories reappearing in front of her kept breaking apart and disappearing.
Nothing could be more painful in the human world than this.
Her eyes were devoid of despair, just empty...
Right then, Mo Yunxiu suddenly screamed.
Gu Yi'an looked up.
The change happened at this moment.
The Bo Yi that Mo Yunxiu had been persistently searching for was just ahead, only a dozen meters away from Gu Yi'an and Tan Jincheng, and just four or five meters away from the rushing Mo Yunxiu.
At this moment, Bo Yi was in front of a metal door.
With just one glance, Gu Yi'an knew where that metal door led.
